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He didn't care how she interpreted it, as long as she focused on completing the current shoot. As soon as he spoke, Julia's assistant arrived, panting slightly from the hurried walk. Without saying a word, she immediately held the umbrella over Julia and Calvin's heads, providing some relief from the scorching sun. Julia claimed to be 168 centimeters tall, but she was barely 162, while Calvin towered over her. It was tough for the petite assistant. If their artist was cozying up to the big boss, she couldn't just hold the umbrella for the artist, nor could she let the big boss's head be exposed to the sun. Although the umbrella wasn't heavy, after being held up for the morning, her hands had

“All they know is one of our daughters would be getting married. They don’t know which one of them would be getting married so no one would notice anything if you stand on the alter instead of your sister. Please do this for our family, Emily.” “I am not Stacy who would listen and do whatever you ask her to,” Emily immediately replied. “I am a final year student in college with plans for own life too. I have a freaking boyfriend too! And here you are telling to toss all of that into the garbage just to get married to some billionaire?! You’ve lost your minds, I repeat.” “Emily-“

Soon two girls came and sat opposite us on the table. "This is Emily and this is Rebecca and....she is Veronica." Anna introduced us to each other. I nodded with a small smile. Emily is a blondie while Rebecca has black hair. They are both about 5'6". Emily has bangs and shoulder length hairs while Rebecca has a bob cut. Both have blue eyes. Both of them are slim.

Instead, Ivy suddenly pulled her into a tight hug. "Emerald, I’m so glad you reached out to me. Your talent in design shouldn’t be hidden away." Ivy, standing at 1.7 meters tall, was even taller than Emerald, especially in high heels. Emerald smiled softly. “Ivy, please guide me well in the future.” Before Emerald could say more, Ivy let go, kicked off her heels, and marched straight into the small apartment. “Enough chit-chat! Let’s get this contract signed before you change your mind.”

indiscretions. Katrina was, without a doubt, a stunning woman, tall and statuesque, standing at just under 5 foot 10 inches to my 6 foot 3 inch frame. Her beauty was more than skin-deep, though; she had a sharp mind and a quick wit, making her a formidable opponent in both business and pleasure.

She looked up, and to her shock, it was Amelia! Emily immediately hung up the phone, seething with anger as she strode over, shouting, “Amelia, you little bitch, how dare you come here looking for trouble?” “Really?” A deep male voice echoed, and the man looked to be about 6'3" (190 cm) tall. He towered over Emily, who stood at only 5'5" (165 cm), creating an intimidating presence. Emily shivered, her capillaries tightening. She stammered, “Y-you’re that—”

, Gretchen’s companion and sister ask. “Not around but I can tell you he will be glad to miss this,” Gabriel says and the girl snarls at him, “Calm down Emily,” Gretchen says. Emily is about 5’12ft tall, she has much more flesh than her twin, Gretchen, her eyes hold a menacing look and her pale skin makes her look even scarier. She has short black hair and attractive curves, any man would want a woman with her body but not the face she has now, the face of a ferocious vixen.

"Hello, sir. I'm here to pick up Emily." He smiles. "Of course, River come on in." He claps my arm and grabs my shoulder. Laughing at my awkwardness. Emily's family is all on the smaller side of the shifter height chart. I tower over her father by at least a foot. Emily's a few inches shorter than him. Ken walks to the bottom of the stairs. "Emily....River's here." He yells up.

Everyone must recognize her authority and respect her. “That’s 604b. But ma’am, I think he’s with a….guest.” “I know,” she replied and catwalked confidently to the elevator. Her heart was beating wildly in her chest but she pretended to be calm. When she reached the apartment labelled ‘604b’, the door swung open before she could even knock on it. Kane stood there, glaring at her like an angry beast. Emilia drank in his gorgeousness like a thirsty horse. His muscled 6-foot-2-inch body was sweaty and bare except for a white towel that was tied around his lean waist.

Kaplan’s long, muscular body did not fit in the tiny airline seats. The seats were not really tiny for most people, but with Kaplan’s six-foot five-inch frame, there weren’t any airline seats that felt ample enough to hold him comfortably. His knees hit the back of the seat in front of him, and he could not even maneuver them into a different direction to find a more comfortable position. His mind was just as restless as his body. He was exhausted, but the excitement of the dig overpowered his tiredness.