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“I still have something to do. Go home first and wait for me, alright? I won’t be long.” His hand tightened over his pocket. Tension and reluctance filled his expression, but he still murmured a soft “Okay.” I went to Charlie’s company and headed straight for the top-floor office, then I kicked open the door. Two entangled figures scrambled apart. The wide desk was a complete mess, and clothes lay scattered across the floor. Smudged lipstick stained Charlie’s face, while Crystal’s skin was marked with red patches. Yet Charlie had told me he was not interested in her.

my voice came, almost like a moan “You love it?” I didn't answer but moaned softly once more. Then he started to fuck me as hard as ever, I couldn't help but bury my head in the pillow and moan. I spread my legs and he fucked her harder and harder. “Fuck! Charles!” **** I turned only to come face to face with someone I least expected, Charles! His hot breath fanned my face and I quickly pulled away remembering last night's event, I lost my virginity to my childhood friend! H

Out of everything he had said, that was the one that hurt the most, because once… they had been close. Three years earlier. “You’ve been avoiding me.” Sixteen-year-old Evelyn looked up from her books in surprise as Charlie dropped into the seat across from her in the library. Even back then, there had been something different about him. He carried himself with quiet confidence, his sharp gaze always observing more than he let on. People noticed him without trying. Especially girls. But Charlie only seemed to notice Amelia. At least, that was what Evelyn had convinced herself of. “I’ve been studying,” she replied, trying to sound indifferent.

I'm just a quiet potato in that corner earlier minding my own business and now, why am I the one on the hot spot when they should be talking about Anastasia! "Why me? Earlier you were talking about her....him!" "Yeah, but you are more interesting." Interesting my ass. "I'm outta here." "Oh, come on. Don't be such a pussy." "Shut up and don't talk about me. Talk about something else!" They're ruining my night. How am I supposed to sleep, it will bug me....why would it bug me? Damn it! ***** Charlie's POV I know that he doesn't like me nor he's gay. He just doesn't want someone to stay by his side for the time being until he reach his goal.

She could afford another debt! “Then be my secret fake girlfriend for a month, and that’s a deal.” Charles offered the deal and, at the same time, closed his own deal. Emily was taken aback, but she couldn’t do anything, as arguing with Charles was futile. He would not let her off the hook this time.

Charlie says before kissing my cheek. I pull her in for a deeper, more demanding kiss. I wiggle my eyebrows at her. “We’re gonna need to make sure that we get back home that night. I know that Bella’s good, but I doubt any magic is going to make it so that Devin and Arya won’t be able to hear us.” Charlie giggles before kissing down my jaw and to my matemark. She gives a feather light kiss to the mark, causing me to moan and roll into her.

"You're right, Irene. It's not the time for this. For now, I'll return to the safety of the vampire lair. We can't risk more conflicts." Irene nodded, understanding the necessity of Charlie's departure. As they parted, their love was bittersweet, shrouded in the shadows of their worlds' divisions. Charlie leaned in and kissed Irene one last time, a kiss filled with love and longing, before he stepped back, his resolve strong. "Until we find a way to bridge our worlds, Irene. I'll be waiting for that day." Irene watched Charlie go, her heart heavy with love and hope. She knew their love was the spark that could ignite change, and she was willing to fight for it, no matter how daunting the obs

About how the soft scent of her body had slowly begun disturbing his thoughts little by little. For some reason— Adrian could not bring himself to tell Charlie any of that. On the phone screen, Charlie slowly lowered her face. “I’m jealous…” Her voice began trembling. “If only she hadn’t stolen my place…” Tears slowly fell from the woman’s clear eyes. “If she hadn’t set you up, we would already be married by now.” Adrian’s chest immediately tightened hearing those words. Charlie cried softly. “I wouldn’t have to suffer like this…” her voice became quieter. “I can’t even stop imagining the two of you together in the same room.”

Maya had been jotting down every idea that had been voiced. Charlie listened quietly while fiddling with her pencil. She felt intrigued by the stories her vampire and witch friends could share about the annoying folklore stories as well as share the ones she had heard about her own culture and species. As they began to discuss ideas in more depth, Charlie found herself sketching furiously, her pencil dancing across the page as she captured the essence of their conversation.

she interjected. Ignoring the bald, old veteran, Madeline glanced back at Charlie. "Alright. Quit the act. You haven't finished telling me your side of the story yet." I held out my hand, and Madeline's assistant immediately handed me a document—the wager agreement I hadn't finished signing earlier. "Who gave you the nerve to bet 10% of Spencer Group's shares? Or did you really think that filming an ambiguous video with a random woman was enough to pin this on me?" Hearing that, Charlie could no longer keep up the act. He struggled to his feet from Zachary's grasp, his eyes shining with a twisted, obsessive intensity.