Novel & Cerita Christian Isaiah Age

“You had wolfsbane, didn’t you?” My head snapped towards him. Isaac averted his gaze from the woman. The woman frowned before her eyes cut to my form. “Ah, Luna Kathryn. I am Felice. I apologize for my manners, but this one,” he pointed at my mate, “has been giving me troubles ever since he turned 21.” “Felice,” Isaac protested with a grunt.

I threw it away and was about to storm off to my room but mother held my arm. I looked at her and narrowed my eyes at her. She opened her mouth to say something but decided to close it afterwards. Like she was trying to tell me something but couldn't. Very proficiently, she decided to change the sentence as she said, "I leave the decision to you." She said firmly and left. I sighed deeply and stared at the ceiling. Being unable to sleep I just stare aimlessly. Immerse in thoughts and uncertainties, I closed my eyes. Christian Elvis, A 29 years old billionaire. A divorcee, how can I marry someone who is too older than me and is already divorced. Why would he want to marry me in the first plac

4 years later~ Today is Christian's birthday, yes today it's his 22 birthday. That's only just a number, he's 22 but he act like 12. Christian came home from Autralia today because of some business. That's good, he won't bothering me when I'm making a cake for him. He message me that he wanted to have dinner with me tonight but I ignore the message. He must be at the plane now or he already called me for ignoring his message

Christian scoffed lightly and turned his head forward with no further questions. Christian Asher, 28 years old, with a chain of companies. He is one of the most influential men in the business world, 6' ft tall, with big brown eyes and dark straight hair. He is street-smart, business oriented, secretive, confident, and sporty, That nation's perfect man. Though he is well known, he keeps to himself a lot, and nothing much is known about him. Including the fact that he's happily married.

She remembered when Isaiah used to have smooth jaw but right now he seems different, more handsome and manly maybe because he recently clocked twenty. "What's wrong Isabella?", Isaiah asked, staring down at the imprint of her boobs through her pink shirt. "Wow, your boobs are even bigger than before!", He exclaimed. Isabella quickly sat up on the bed and took the phone screen up so he could see just her face. "Why won't you let me see your boobs, Isa '', Isaiah said, lifting up his eyes just to see what's below her face. "Isaiah you know you can't see even though you struggle to", Isabella reminded him and he stopped immediately when he realized it.

“He can be… unpredictable. His anger is scary, but he’s the kind of man you have to understand deeply to judge.” Stella nodded, her expression softening and a warm smile on her lips. “He’s older than you. Does that matter?” I shook my head. “Age is never a problem. People make it a big deal, whether it’s work or… relationships.” My voice wavered, the word relationships feeling like a lie on my tongue. “I agree,” Stella said, her smile warm. “Christian’s ten years older than me, but it’s never been an issue. Three years together, and now…” She flashed her engagement ring, the diamond catching the light. “I’m engaged to him.”

Christian said, remembering Diana and also recalling his father’s revelation about Dan Mathews and his brutality that he couldn’t recall. “She was indeed a very nice girl. Life is so cruel.” Andrea agonised. “It feels trapped,” Christian said suddenly. “Huh… Trapped?” She arched her eyebrow. “Yeah! Sometimes I feel trapped. I can’t explain this feeling. I’ve lost seven years of my life, there are so much things that make me wonder but I couldn’t find those answers nor I know anyone who can help me,” Christian said and took a sip of his coffee. Andrea put her hand on his. “Do you believe in God?” She asked and Christian’s eyes stared at her before he nodded in yes.

I didn't know whether the seating arrangement was intentional or just fate, but I somehow ended up right next to Isaac. At the table, the elders began asking him about his plans for marriage. Victoria sighed. "Don't even get me started. Isaac is 34 years old and refuses to talk about settling down. All of you should keep an eye out. If you find someone suitable, send her my way." Isaac, usually calm and composed, actually looked embarrassed. His eyes shifted toward me behind his gold-rimmed glasses. My heart skipped a beat before I quickly looked down at my plate and focused on eating.

Happy, Christian holds her by the hand and the two of them walked to his bedroom. I am sure he's going to show her the cloths I got for his birthday happening tomorrow.. Fuck! I almost forgot that his birthday was tomorrow, with everything that is happening, who would blame me.. Elisa came to see me in my Bedroom. After spending some hours with my son.. I saw her coming and asked after my son. "Is Christian sleeping?" "Yeah! He is," she took me over to the bed and made me to sit down.. "So tell me, what about Christain, how did he come back to life.?"..

she blurted out sincerity written all over her face. For one dangerous second, neither of them moved. Then Christian suddenly released her wrists and stepped back. “Fine,” he muttered coldly. “Since you want answers so badly…” He grabbed her arm again, though less aggressively this time, and pulled her away from the wall toward the couch inside the office. “Sit.” Daniella frowned slightly but obeyed. Christian remained standing for a moment before finally speaking again. “When my father died,” he said quietly, “I was twenty-two.” Daniella looked up at him immediately.