Charlie Besso Age Novels & Stories

“Most people would.” “I’m not most people,” Charlie said. That earned him a short, quiet chuckle. “How old are you anyway? I heard the rumor that the little princess’s bodyguard was a teenager too, but I didn’t think River Foster was actually that stupid to hire a sixteen-year-old,” the man replied. “Seventeen,” Charlie murmured. “What’s that?” he barked. “Nothing. If you will excuse me, I am not exactly in a chatty mood,” Charlie said.

Why do you think its Jessica? ''Because, You are rolling your damn tie between your fingers from the time you left the third floor'', Charlie snapped. He didn't want to sound like a nag but he needed to know. He needed to talk him out of getting involved with Jessica Brown. He needed, once again, to save his boss. For once he hoped he could prevent this from happening so that he doesn't have to wipe the shit of the fan after it hits. This time around he thought he might have to do an exorcism on his boss if he goes down this path of temptation with Jessica Brown.

I stepped out and had just shut the door to my truck when the front door opened and Gio stepped out. "Adira! Cara, it is so good to see you. I am glad you made it back in one piece," he said stepping forward to greet me. Charlie got to him first and begged for a pet before I threw my arms around Gio's waist. Even for a man in his 50's he was still fit and good looking and at 6'4' he towered over my short 5'6 frame. I was dusty and sandy but I knew that wouldn't matter to him as I breathed in the familiar scent of his cologne letting it wash over me in comfort. Charlie started growling and I frowned as we pulled apart. My eyes followed his and my heart almost stopped. Valentine Rossi.

She brushed her hand against my dick as she walked away with Charlie following. Cassandra’s P.O.V I knew exactly how to play this pup; I was a twenty-eight-year-old woman sleeping with a sexy twenty-four-year-old who had an appetite for revenge on the very same pack that had killed my sweet Steve. I knew he thought I was his “Puppet” and I let him believe it. I took Charlie into my bedroom and locked the doors.

Compared to Trey, though, he seemed awfully unformed. “Hardly ever,” Charlie said as she searched for a safe answer. “Becca barely owns a dress.” “I do too,” she said, thinking twice in one day was too often to be accused of this. “It’s a beige dress,” Pete informed Jesse. “Buttons up to her neck like a nun’s habit. I think she bought it back in ’06.” “I did not. It’s only, like, three years old. And it’s a perfectly nice shirtwaist.

Mr Peter said and left them alone to talk. “Hello.” Vivian said nervously. “Hey, Vivian. I’m Charles you can call me Charlie.” Charles said, offering his hand for a shake, which Vivian politely accepted. Charles looked nothing more than twenty five years old yet he was the director, many would wonder how, apart from his baby face he was a genius with computers , especially designing and he has made a name for himself across the country as one of the best designers. “Nice to meet you.” Vivian said smiling.

“You look like you’re about to send someone off to their death.” “Well,” Charlie chuckles, leaning back into his seat. “Aren’t we kind of doing that? We’re running straight into enemy territory without knowing whether or not they’re expecting us.” “Do you intend to die?” Marty counters. “I don’t know about you, but I plan to live to the ripe old age of sixty.” “Why only sixty? Shouldn’t that be at least eighty or ninety?” Charlie asks, cocking a brow. “No fucking way.” Marty growls. “Like hell, I’m ever going to get wrinkles.”

“Charlie is John’s grandson. You remember John…he worked with Dad for years. And then…well…we lost him tragically. Well, Charlie will be working for us now.” Sky glanced at Charlie, then back at Lucas, her suspicion immediate. “He doesn’t look that old to be an employee.” She looked at Charlie to confirm or deny, but he didn’t make a sound. River cleared his throat. “Charlie is turning eighteen next year. But that’s not the point. We hired him for a job that is appropriate for his age.” Sky blinked, looking from Lucas to River in confusion. “Okay… but why is he here? It’s my birthday, not a job interview.”

“she’s right. Smexy billionaire gorgeousness will be almost impossible to compete with.” “You’re young and you’re hot-“ Sana started. “I’m thirty two.” I cut in. She glared at me over the top of her glass. “as I said, you’re hot and going. You can date anybody from age twenty two to forty five.” “Twenty two?” I made a face. “I’ve had sex with a twenty three year old. Honestly, it made the list of the top ten hottest sexual experiences I’ve ever had.” Charlie said. “he was unstoppable I tell you. Almost ruined me for other men. Almost.”

“But tell me, since I'm a bit intimidated by you, how old are you?” What is being intimidated have to do with my age? “I'm twenty, as well,” Charles answered otherwise. “Really? You look older than me.” Angelo chuckled but immediately stopped after realizing his words. “I mean, don't get me wrong. You look more mature than me,” he cleared out. Charles simply nodded. “I got it from my dad… The mature look.” It was Angelo's turn to nod. “Ah… Cool. So what are your plans after college?”