Novel & Cerita Christian Isaiah Age

I have known Christian for 4 years now, we met at a tech gala I was attending in place of my father, Sebastian Brooks, married to Natalia Brooks my mother, My Dads company, “EMZA” deals with the production of drugs and medical gadgets. My father has his own fair of wealth but nothing compared to the Montero’s. I and Christian hit it off immediately, we talked about the company, and how I just finished university with a bachelor’s degree in economics and majored in business, while he graduated a few years before me and he was 25 years of age when we first met, Christian is absolutely divine, he is 6 Ft. tall, brown hair always neatly arranged, I don’t think I have ever seen Christian have a b

Around 10:30 AM, Isaiah arrived. Skylar helped her grandmother downstairs. The old lady changed into a new outfit and was in good spirits. Sloane also dressed up. Isaiah drove the car and chatted about Skylar's growth. He felt both gratified and sad. He was six years old when Skylar was born, and he had some memories. And there were many pictures of his sister in his arms. Now, it had been twenty—four years since he saw her again.

His hair was night black and messy, his voice deep and manly, almost threatening. "You know the school situation was never really my thing," Christian responded, "I heard there was a party though, so I'm here." Jason shook his head. Christian was one of the coolest guys he had ever met. He was also really smart, but seemed to dumb himself down. It was sad, because he had so much potential. He should have graduated last year, but here he was, repeating his senior year. He was 19 years old, and it still looked as if he wouldn't be graduating this year either. "Yeah, give it a minute, and this place will be overflowing with people," said Justin, as he walked up to the men, leaving Brandon to tr

Her next question surprised Isaac as he snapped his head towards her. "It's surprising. It's been so long someone ever cared to ask, I don't even think I remember my age. Maybe 25?" Isaac said, looking back at the moon lost in thought. "You are guessing?" Serena chuckled. "Yeah. So what are you? How old are you?" Isaac asked. "I'm 22. Will be clocking 23 soon. Have you met your mate?" Isaac's eyes darkened before they turned to their original color. "I..I don't think it's something I wanna talk about." He responded.

Theodore replied with a mischievous smile. "In that case, why don't you consider me your elder Sis? What do you think?" Isabella's warm smile momentarily stunned Theodore. "Elder Sis?" He scrutinized her skeptically. "You're so skinny and short—clearly younger than me." "How old are you, then?" Isabella teased. "I'm 23 this year," he said with a straight face. Isabella chuckled at his obvious lie. "So, will you come home with me or not?"

I started eating almost immediately , lord knows I am very hungry. so how do you feel working for the CEO and the owner of the company, christiano Damnatio she asked me. what I almost screamed forgetting we were not alone. I swear I didn't know ,now that I thought about it no wonder it was written as Christiano D.on his nameplate but I did not really thought much of it. Damn how did he achieve so much at that age I said . Hey he is not that young you know he is close to forty but he is thirtytwo to be precise Ella said and I looked at her suspiciously .

“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.”

“Something tells me you’re not done asking questions, though.” I couldn’t help but chuckle. He knew me all too well. “So… why is it Christian’s job to monitor the interwebs?” Laughing, he asked, “Is that what you kids are calling it these days?” I shrugged. “He’s good with technology. Which is surprising, since he’s even older than I am. Older than Jamie and Aaron even….” My eyebrows shot up. “How old is he?” I asked. I had no idea how old Aaron was, but I knew Jamie was about a hundred and fifty.

But he's wrapped the wound so tightly that it numbs most of it. "Stop talking and turn around." Goodness sakes. "Fine." There's a slight blush of embarrassment on my face as I whip back around to the front, resting my head back on my crossed arms. I feel all too self-conscious that I'm stripped up like this in front of Christian. At this rate I'd really get expelled first for minor abuse. Wait. "Hey." "How old are you, Christian?" "Eighteen." I blink slowly. "You're old for a junior."