Charli D'amelio Ass Novels & Stories

"Sir i have every information which you asked for last night!" He dropped his pen and collected the file, his assistant was holding. He opened it and took out a few photos, he picked a single photo and stared at it with a lot of attention. "He is Damien, Amelia's college friend, he once showed an interest in her but was rejected by her" The assistant explained Anthony dropped the photo and took out another one. "And that is kelvin smith a popular actor who was recently signed at star entertainment where Amelia works, they've been seen a couple of times together and were suspected to be a couple, and they are currently shooting a movie together"

Still doubling back in laughter ,a loud shout tore amidst the curious bystanders. "Give him his book back!" Heads turned to face at the source of the commanding tone.I knew that voice. It was Charli Dawson.Another highschool freak. Dressed in all black , her make up greatly amplified today, with the extra dark lip stick and mascara, the girl reprimanded , her eyes a pale imitation of her mother's.I never used to see any resemblance between Amanda and her daughter , but today,I saw some fraction of it.

She paused, but when I only looked at her with wide eyes, she continued, “…you’ve seen them and you…. Oh! I know. You’ve at least given him a—” “Chelsea, stop! I’m not giving you the gory details.” She wrinkled her nose. “Gory? So he’s a looker but doesn’t have the equipment?” “Stop. He has the equipment. I believe. I mean from what I’ve observed.” She shook her head. “If you leave Del Mar without getting laid it’s totally your fault. And if you ask me, that man will be the best you’ve ever had. Stop letting Alex get into your head. You have three more days and two nights as Charli.” She straightened her shoulders and looked at me over the rim of her sunglasses. “Don’t come home tonight.”

Amelia barely spared him a glance, walking straight past him to find a seat, but Charlie walked right up to where Blake had saved him a spot and sat down, looking way too amused. Blake turned to him. “How the hell did that happen?” Charlie smirked. “What? Me and Amelia?” Blake nodded. Charlie shrugged. “Ran into her outside. We talked. She’s actually pretty cool.” Blake’s jaw clenched. “And now you’re friends?” Charlie grinned. “Why? You jealous?” Blake scoffed. “Of course not.” Charlie chuckled. “Relax, man. Not everyone’s out to get her.” "Well, you admitted to liking her". Blake said

Her hands keep moving steadily, but there’s something stiff in the set of her posture that knots my stomach. "Are you... mad at me or somethin'?" Amelia finally lifts her head, letting out a long sigh that sounds heavier than it should. She turns slowly, her eyes locked on mine, and her voice comes out in a hushed tone. "Charlie, I’m not mad at you for bailing when the place was rammed... and then just rockin’ up on some random day like nothin’s happened." Yep, she’s fumin’.

“I’m fine, my girl. Go and finish this. Damon helped me carry Scarlett to a magic Doctor's inn. “Emergency…!” “Be calm,” the Doctor assured us. “She will be fine. What is the issue “She got attacked by a wolf with enemy blood.” “Okay…” Very quickly, Scarlett felt safe again and was resting. Then Damon pulled me away from everyone. He led me straight to his private quarters in the Alpha house. As soon as the door was shut, the aura changed. Damon pushed me towards the wall, his body hard against mine. “Watching you fight that way… really drove me crazy,” he growled. He pasted his lips on mine. The kiss was wild and it showed how craving he was for s*x.

Charlie who was filled with guilt that he accepted Ivote and Grey’s orders and even thought of betraying his kind master swallowed his shame and calls to Damian. “Master!” Charlie shouted while running to Damian who turns to look at Charlie. Days passed and Damian is currently with Amelia on a little date outside of their home. Damian watches Amelia as she picks out baby clothes for their soon to be born child. They had both recently found out that the gender of their child was a boy and so, Damian offered to take Amelia on a little shopping so she could pick out clothes for their child. The public had now forgotten about the recent scandal because a certain famous celebrity was found in her

All the men obediently listened to him and began to exit the place while Amelia looked confused. "Sit," Rey ordered, patting a chair in front of them. Amelia glanced at him a little unsure before going to sit. "What is happening?" She asked after the last man left. "Princess, this is Charlie, an old friend of mine. He owns this hair salon," Rey started. "Oh, hi." Amelia waved at Charlie with a smile on her face. Charlie only nodded at her. "Okay, so I am going to give you a new hairstyle. We have no idea why you were being followed or who was following you, but just to be safe...I think we need to make you look different." He explained.

"And you, signorina, have a very moist tongue and a warm, soft pair of lips." That was it; Charley couldn’t take any more of this; he’d had enough fun at her expense. She spun on her heel and turned towards the doors. "What are the two of you doing alone out here?" A new voice suddenly intruded. And nothing, in all of her twenty-two years, had ever made Charley feel as bad as she felt then, when her friend—her beautiful, happily in love, loyal best friend—stepped through those same French doors. "Your maid of honor was feeling the heat," Dami responded evenly. "She needed to breathe some fresh air."

Dante ran a warm bath for her. … “Omg!! These pictures came out so nice.” Amelia's assistant bootlicked her after the premiere pictures for the reality show came out. Amelia smiled proudly and opened her I*******m and posted one with the caption. “Anticipate me on your screen.” In less than a minute the picture was trending, with her fans gushing over her. “No one can beat this.” “Our one and only Queen Amelia.” “Spot the glow, guys. Can't wait for the show to start.”