Elvis Presley Older นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Elvis is my son. I will tell you a quick story. A long time ago I got married to the love of my life, We had dreamt of a big and happy family but a few years into the marriage it didn't seem to take place as I couldn't conceive. We tried all we could but it all proved abortive until we finally gave up on trying. Then suddenly in my mid fifties I found out I was pregnant.

It would be a pity to quit the entertainment business like this. Heloise Oliver began to plead with Elvis STinaerling, but he had no choice but to acquiesce. Elvis STinaerling looked at KrisTinaen Oliver again: 'You go, I'm fine recently, just in time to take care of Grandpa.' When Mr. Old Oliver heard this, he was immediately happy: 'Please, please let Elvis accompany me.' His granddaughter has been left with one ETinahan WharTinaon and another ETinahan WharTinaon these days, and his ears are going to get calluses.

Elvis said with a mischevious look in his eyes as he knew I couldn't take revenge for the water he dumped on me because it was my birthday. "Yeah, thats true, you are of a legal age before me, that's not supposed to happen!" Dora whined. "Uh huh, yeah yeah, uh huh, yeah yeah, its my birthday, its my birthday," I sang while I pounced around shaking my booty in their faces. "Okay stop, that's gross, can I just unsee, that? Elvis gagged. "Cut it out children." Dad laughed. "We are gonna celebrate later in the night with a bottle of champaign, I can't believe my baby is eighteen, very soon she will get married!" He continued with a pout the same time we all broke out in a laugh.

"Did I say that? Mr. Glover, please don't make trouble for me." Bache quickly understood that he had some concerns. No matter what, Elvis was his uncle. How could he be so low-key? Charles put in a proper word. "It's true that Elvis is getting old and likes meddling in other people's affairs. He also wants to meddle in other people's marriages. If he doesn't like to be forced to do so, then taking advantage of his old age is already annoying enough."

These days he came to look for Lily all the time whenever he was free and it made her worried that the man had some ill intentions towards Lily. Of course, Madam Mahoney noticed Levy’s thoughts and shook her head, she wanted to tell Levy that the person Elvis was interested in was not Lily but her. However, this was something that Elvis should bring up on his own and not by her. She smiled and then said, “ Elvis always wanted a little sister. You know how he has seven older brothers and three younger ones. He had his hands full when he was young, maybe he sees Lily as his younger sister.” “ I hope so too,” Levy murmured. She hoped that she was thinking too much and there was nothing wrong w

"Well... he's my idol. When I was young, I used to watch him on TV. He started his singing career in childhood. I'm a big fan of his. He was also an inspiration to me." His eyes grew darker. "I mean, he's one of my idols who has been... my inspiration." "And you like him?" "He's one of my idols, of course I do." "And he wants to meet you, huh?" he pinned me on the table darkly, crouching a little more so he could trap me in between his arms. "He's too old for you, Elena." My eyes rolled. "I-I don't think of him that way! And he's not that old either, ah. He's only two years older than you. And that makes him five years older than me. Not too old like what you're saying."

Now no matter what Kaleb asked him, he answered honestly. "Are you the heir to the Harrison family?" Kaleb asked. Elvis proudly said while playing with an eraser, "Of course. "My mother said that I am the eldest grandson of the Harrison family, and everything in the Harrison family will be mine in the future."

But he didn't wait for Charlotte to divorce his brother, instead he got served with this live dog food. Elvis was feeling pretty complicated.

Even Elvis got along well with them. Mia and Jordan had started dating one month ago. They were adorable together, always holding hands, always kissing when they thought no one was watching them, always teasing each other. Elisa, on the other hand, liked Elvis. She would blush every time she saw him. There have been a couple of times when she baked cookies just for him. But Elvis? He would gently turn her down every time, saying, “I’m too old for you.”