Chord Party Favor นิยาย & เรื่องราว

They were both from my pack and they whispered softly, gossiping about a house party on the neighbouring territory. It seemed to be the hottest topic of conversation the past week, everyone wanted to attend. "Alpha Gabriel turns 18 next week and he's invited everyone from our pack to his party next Saturday. I'm definitely going, are you coming with me?" Chelsey questioned excitedly. "Yes!" Amber replied enthusiastically. "Of course, everyone is going to be there. I'm not missing out." I tuned them out after they began giggling, whispering breathlessly about what they were going to wear.

Then Carl suddenly said, "By the way, Zach’s birthday is coming up. Since you’re his favorite designer now, how about joining us for the party?" Adela and Cici both froze. Carl’s tone wasn’t aggressive this time. He actually sounded... friendly? "It’s just a casual party," he said lightly."Food, drinks, some music. Zach’s band will perform too. Aren’t you even a little curious?" Adela wasn't. Not even a tiny bit. But Cici... was a hardcore fan. Adela hesitated. She could feel Cici wavering hard. Carl leaned back lazily, still smiling. "Or maybe you’re scared to come because you do like Zach?"

To the left was a table of exquisite wines that I can only afford if i donated my two kidneys, donated Louisa's liver and sold of Megan's grandma for money rituals. And I'm talking about buying just a glass. Whoever is hosting this party uses five dollar bills for toilet paper. I mean, it's really useless to him. And to the right a round table of sugary treats. The types and numbers of cakes here I couldn't count. But I'm banking on leaving here with a diabetes type one. The music being played wasn't the usual classics of Mozart and Beethoven, it was simple blues in almost hushed tones that could give you a skin massage by just listening to it.

"You know i got you girl, and after that we can go shopping for the gowns are going to wear this evening" "Why?" I ask now totally lost " what's happening this evening?" "I thought you said Jordan told you he was going to propose tonight?" "Yes, i thought he was going to do it privately or something?" "He is holding a roof top party where he will be announcing a five million dollar cheque to chatity, and then he is going to propose." "Five million dollars, wow that's a lot of money even for him." "Anf guess who is picking the lucky organization that will receive it," Chloe pauses for dramatic effect i assume, "it's Maria, she gets to pick"

The next few hours were a whirlwind of gifts and baked goods, congratulator hugs, followed by a meal, piano playing, and dancing. Cordia was obligated to dance with her new fiancé though it was awkward to say the least, not just because of his missing arm but more so because she could not stand to be held so closely to him. Everyone clapped and cheered, some insisting that the new couple kiss, to which Cordia was able to draw the line, based on her own modesty.

"Yes, I agree. I'm willing to be your partner in your company's annual party on thursday, but I have a favor." He suddenly chuckled before offering his hand for a handshake. "Whatever it is, Sophia, I'm glad you agreed." "I'll talk to you later about my favor, I hope you would help me." "I told you, whatever it is, as long as you agreed to be my partner, then I'm willing to help you." "Thanks in advance, JM." I said finally accepted his hand. When Craig and I were left alone, I gasped as he suddenly pulled me to my seat.

The men would slump on the couch, drinking, playing poker, and talking business, while Juliet strutted around in crop tops and tiny shorts like it was a runway. I had told him I hated those gatherings and begged him to stop going. He just brushed me off. "Margot, networking is part of my job. We talk business and make connections at those parties. Come on, we're not attached at the hip just because we're dating. "Juliet is like one of the guys. We are business partners. Even if she walked in front of me undressed, I would feel nothing." All of it was just pretty lies to keep me quiet.

, in her grandmother’s eyes she would never measure up to Liz. “That’s enough. You two can leave. As for what you just mentioned, I do not agree.” Kimberly’s expression shifted. “Mom, please think it over. If you will not let Mandy share the party with Liz at Harmony Estate, then could you at least push Liz’s party back a few days?” If both parties were held on the same day at different venues, most guests would surely choose the one at Harmony Estate. That would humiliate Mandy, and Kimberly could not allow that to happen.

And all it took was getting in good with a Champagne. “This is my dad’s favorite restaurant. Let me find out you actually do your homework.” She was surprised to know a guy from the hood knew about a spot like Oriole. To be honest, I didn’t know shit about Oriole, other than the man himself, Mr. Percy Champagne, was a frequent patron, and I needed to know everything about him before I asked for a favor. “Ya’ll come here a lot? Do the whole family thing?” I asked after we were seated.

"Like sin." She smiled, slow and knowing and dangerous. "Then it's a good thing you already swore yourself to me, isn't it?" The party proceeded as a symphony. There were toasts, there was laughter, too much champagne. A jazz band took the place of the string quartet, and the rhythm shifted from refined to electric. Sequins and laughter crowded the dance floor as individuals danced beneath the fairy lights as glasses were filled again and again without ever having to be refilled.