Charlie And Alex Novels & Stories

His body language screamed jealousy as he watched Alex hug me. “Nice to see you again, Alex,” I said politely, stepping back quickly. Charlie’s jaw was clenched tight. He forced a smile, but his eyes were dark. “So this is the famous Alex,” Charlie said, his voice low. “The one who sends my wife good morning texts every day.” The air between them felt thick with tension. Alex just smiled innocently. “Just being friendly. No harm in that, right?” Charlie didn’t reply. He simply pulled me closer to his side, his hand possessive on my waist.

The boy pointed to a woman who approached concerned. "Charlie, are you okay?” asked the lady holding him “Thank you very much, sir.” "No problem, it was just a scratch, right, Charlie? Don't worry your mother with those tears...” Something stirred inside me when I saw Alex interact with that little boy. Is this what Alex would be like as dad? Something told me he would be worse. He would be a super annoying father who could not bear that anyone touched his son, he would be bothered to see him dirty and he would surely breastfeed him if he could.

He threw the tossed His cousin the file and headed for the door. "Where are you off to? The day isn't over yet." Charlie picked up the file and hurried, followed Alex out of the office, looking for a chance to elope as well... "Yes, so get back to work." Alex glared at him, and Charlie glared right back... "Drop me off!" "No," Alex refused and walked into the elevator, Charlie still following me... "I know something is up with you, but I won't ask... so just drop me off. "

After exchanging brief pleasantries, the two of them sat down. Charlie Sr. had some news to share before he forgot. "By the way, Caleb, your brother has a fiancée named Stella," he said with a smile. Charlie Jr.'s expression changed dramatically, and his heart skipped a beat. He turned to Caleb, who furrowed his eyebrows. Caleb pondered for a moment, thinking that there were thousands of girls with the name Stella in Houston. It couldn't be the same Stella he knew. "Congratulations!" Caleb exclaimed, giving Charlie Jr. a smile and a handshake. Charlie Jr. breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that Caleb might suspect something. Perhaps he had forgotten about Stella while he was away at military

He ordered pasta and meatballs for me and it tasted perfect. "Thanks ." "Here is the money you requested for ."He said dropping some money on the table and left. "Wait,what is your name."I said . "Alex."He said and left . Since I left the orphanage this is first nice person am meeting. I quickly finished my food and went to one of the bathroom i cleaned my body ,I was wearing one of jacks polo and my jeans with one of his boots. I asked the girl that served me food for a knife she looked at me weirdly but gave me later .I put it in my boots.

I say, and we follow her into a room. Five men are already in here waiting for us. I recognize Dario, who is sitting at the table. Across from him is a younger guy, younger than me, and at the end of the table, the biggest one of them all sits. I know that this is Alpha Alexander, and the last two guys are standing by the wall. Dario gets up and smiles at us. “Ah, here you are. Come sit down, as you must have guessed, this is Alpha Alexander. The two by the wall is his beta and his brother, the young man here is a guest by Alpha Alexander.” Dario says without giving the name of the last one.

I'm sorry I'm a dick Alex x Laughing through tears, I marveled at Alex getting a shop to write 'dick' on a note. My heart smashed into my chest. I put my new friend under my arm, grabbed my food, threw on a new tank top, removed my uncomfortable jeans, and got into bed. I texted Alex, excitement crashing over me. J: 'I'm home. I got your teddy; you didn't have to do that.' Taking a bite of food, my phone rang, Alex video calling me. Holding it up, I sputtered out, "I'm eating, sorry."

"But if you're looking for a real thrill, you'll stay." Jack's gaze flickered between us, uncertainty warring with curiosity. Finally, he took a sip of his champagne, his eyes never leaving mine. "Alright," he said, setting the glass down with a clink. "But I don't share well." Alex's laugh was low and dark. "Neither do I," he murmured, his hand sliding up my leg. The night grew wilder as the hours ticked by. Jack's hand was gentle, Alex's possessive. And me? I was the conductor, orchestrating every move, every glance, every touch.

Not_annabelle CEREAL KILLER, YOU NEED TO STOP. IF YOU THINK, YOU ARE BEING SNEAKY, THEN, YOU ARE WRONG. Quinn_beach OH, HUSH, ANNA, WE JUST GOT TO THE BEST PART. Yes_you_suck WOW! THEY ARE BOTH UNDER THE TABLE, SHARING THE EARPHONES. CAN I JOIN? WHAT'S THE VIDEO ABOUT? Cereal_killer IT'S A CLIP OF CHARLIE, LITERALLY TRIPPING OVER A KNIFE AT HIS RESIDENCE. The_real_prince_charming