Charli D'amelio 2020 Novels & Stories

“Um, thanks.” I continued walking, but then I stopped and turned to him. “Actually I have a favour to ask, can you get me a dress that’s not from Eliana Cruz? I met Adeline’s friends at the charity gala who told me she’s one of her favorite designers. I’d like something different.” Charlie looked like he was considering my request for a moment, then he nodded. “Done. There are other designers anyways, and we won’t want the media to catch that particular detail and make a big deal out of it.”

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Suddenly, Chantelle's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at Delcan. A smile spread across her face, and she reached up to touch his cheek. "Hi," she said softly. Delcan felt his heart skip a beat. He had never seen her look at him like that before. "I didn't mean to wake you," he said, his voice low and gentle. Chantelle sat up and took his hand in hers. "You didn't," she said. "I was just resting my eyes." She looked down at the outfit she was wearing and blushed. "What do you think?"

The whole pack stood in the square, watching in silence. Kael stood outside the gates, his blue eyes burning into me. Damon stood at my side, his body tight with anger. I stepped forward, heart pounding. My voice came out stronger than I expected. “I am not a prize for either of you to fight over The crowd whispered. Cassandra’s face twisted with hate. I looked straight at Damon first. “You rejected me on my birthday. You slept with her,” I point at Cassandra, “then threw me into the woods to die. Now you want me back because I returned with power?”

Charlie grinded his teeth in annoyance, “You may have had your way by collecting the phone but please don't take any calls.” Rey exhaled loudly, “I already told you I'm not going to take any calls. I just want to go through her phone.” “Alright.” And with that, Charlie turned on his heels, walking towards a small chair. Rey pocketed his left hand into his trousers while the other scrolled through Amelia's phone. “Can't believe she's no longer on good terms with Chelsea. So much for best friends. Let's see who's on her frequently contacted list.” Rey continued scrolling through her phone.

We ran over and they looked at us. "Let her have one. I've had bachlorette parties. Hell I know Arabella has had like four." I said, crossing my arms. "If you all don't agree with this, maybe the wedding should be postponed until forever." The three Alpha's looked at each other before looking back at us. "Why are Beta Ari, Beta Eric, and Frost here?" Dreg asked me. I smiled. "Because Eric, is Emiko's Man of Honor, Ari is Arabella's, and Frost is mine." I said, crossing my arms.

Covering her from the woman in front of them. “What are you doing here?” “Weiss Heran,” she smiles. Her perfectly lined teeth were visible as the corners of her mouth lifted. “I did not know you two are still close friends—” “Charlene is my fiancee. Now answer me. What are you doing here?” Weiss lowered his voice, not wanting any more attention from the crowd of students. He knew how much Charlene hated attention. She once introduced herself not as the Red Moon Pack Alpha’s kid but as a farmer’s daughter to avoid any more unnecessary attention to her way. Charlene Samarah Adams is the kind of woman who would rather be labeled peasant than bother having sucking nobles under her.

I wanted to reply, but before I could, she pulled out her phone and played a video on the screen. It was a part of the conference. The camera turned to the reporters, and I saw a brown-haired woman wearing a black hoodie and jeans. It was Charlie. She stood in one of the last rows, but her voice boomed throughout the hall. A faint smile crossed my lips. She barely had any makeup on her beautiful face, which made her look as if she had only graduated from high school. She oozed the confidence able to crush the toughest businessmen and politicians. She was… stunning.

"Hubby, you also think that I'm too nonchalant? Wayward, don't you?" Adonis smiles at her. "Indeed, you're quite the wayward," he pat Caitrona hair. She suddenly frowns and hmph at him with her arm to her chest. "But..." He faces her. "You're the wife of me, Adonis Achille Dellucci, is worthy of being wayward!" He kisses her forehead. "There's a charity gala on tomorrow night, all of the Elites in Milan, Vatican city and Rome will be there. Cait, be there with me tomorrow!"

MÁLAGA (17 YEARS LATER) Damiano Riccardo Chiaramonte didn’t do weddings or any other kind of ‘public circus’ gatherings. Hadn’t in years. He hadn’t wanted to be present at this one, either. But when one of your best friends is the groom, and the bride is her Royal Highness, Princess Charlotte Sophie of Lichtenstein, you know you have to say yes. And when the celebration is taking place in the ballroom of one of your five-star hotels, you know that you must be present.