Garcello X Annie Novels & Stories

Mrs Caroline smiled and caressed his arm gently. "Once you fall in love again, your love for Ivy will always remain special, engraved in the deepest part of your heart." "So remarriage it is?" Tarquin asked and got a nod from his mother. *** Annabel had gone home after work but she had to meet with someone. She stood at the side of the road, checking her Rolex watch and waiting for the car to arrive. She was wearing a skimpy outfit that exposed most parts of her body while waiting on the road. Several cars had approached her, mistaking her for a hooker.

Then, they shoved me into a waiting car. The moment we got out of the car, a cluster of bright neon signs at a hotel entrance caught my eye. "Fall and Rebirth: Global Live Charity Gala." My heart hammered against my ribs. Before I could even process what was happening, they forced me into a tattoo chair. A dozen high-definition cameras were pointed squarely at my back, streaming live. Annie, the CEO of her fashion empire, was seated in the front row, dead center. She held a glass of champagne with practiced poise, laughing and chatting with the business elite.

Thanks to my tall, muscular build, the guards couldn't find a way to take me down. Outraged, Owen screamed, "Where are the others? Get more guards over here! How dare a broke ass like him cause trouble for me!" Eventually, the commotion drew over Howard Atkins, the owner of Diamond Club. "What's with all this noise? Who's causing trouble in my club!" The moment Owen saw Howard, his eyes brightened. He scurried over with an eager smile and said, "Mr. Atkins! I'm truly sorry to bother you over such a petty matter. Some broke ass is hounding me over a measly 2.60 dollars!"

Thomas threw a deadly smirk before walking away. “Cocky bastard!” I cursed and looked up to see Damian staring at me. “So we have a deal now?” “Whatever,” he huffed, looking away. A smile played on my lips as I stretched my hand to reintroduce myself. “I’m Annabelle Delgado, the new face of LuxeGlow companies and inarguably, your partner for life,” I said sweetly with a small wink. He took my hand. “Damian Salvatore and I think you are fucking delusional.”

Angel was sitting in front of the fireplace drying her long, blonde mane when Ian entered the house. His breath caught in his chest when she turned and smiled at him. She looked so sweet and lovely. She’d found a piece of rope to use as a belt to keep her pants in place. The oversized clothes made her seem even younger than he guessed her to be. “You’re moving with ease today,” he said as he hung his hat on a hook by the door and then did the same with his gun belt. “That salve must have done the trick.”

While Annie chose a yellow spaghetti strap, off-shoulder, long sleeve blouse with a black mini-skirt for me, she chose a halter-neck blouse with a pair of crazy jean for herself. Unlike my frightened self, Annie's grateful for the break in the form of this party. And me accompanying her (or the other way around) was the last push she needed to make her decision. The bike brings us to the gate of the hostel where I call Caleb to let him know we've arrived. “Are you sure the skirt is not too short?” I ask Annie as I pull it down and then tug the waistband. “Of course.” Annie slaps my hands away from my skirt.

Jam pulled Ely and Charlotte just followed. "The DNA result was negative between you and Lucy. But it doesn't mean that I'm convinced Ellen." Charlotte whispered as she watched Ely's back. TONIGHT at 8th Stellar Music Convention. Azza, Phoenix and Manager Michael are waiting inside the Lounge. Earlier they were waiting for Jam, Charlotte and Ely. "What's the matter with those for about thirty minutes ?!" Phoenix said angrily. "LUCY!" The two bands were shocked by Manager Michael's shout. Their friend looked sober and formal. "I thought you weren't going?" Azza scoffed at him. "I have no CHOICE but to come!" Its promise.

She stood there waiting for Thomas to bring the car around, her coat pulled tight against the chill, her face showing nothing of the frustration churning inside her. The car pulled up. Thomas got out and opened her door. Anna slid into the back seat without a word. As Thomas pulled out of the parking lot, Anna looked out the window at the casino growing smaller behind them. Her reflection stared back at her in the glass, hard and cold and completely in control. Tomorrow night. The gala. With a partner she had not yet decided on but already knew she would bring. Anna pulled out her phone and opened the app connected to the cameras in her house. Found the feed for her bedroom.

So they were perfectly fine. A red limousine pulled up into the Garcia estate. It drove in and came to a halt in the parking lot. The guards went forward and opened the door for them with a welcoming smile. They bowed once Janetta and Xavier came down from the limousine. Janetta wore a flare red gown that stopped just above her knees with black expensive hills. Xavier wore matching grey joggers with a pair of white canvas with grey stripes at the sides. Janetta went to the backseat of the door where Aysel sat.

"We are engaged and we have been in a relationship for over two years." The gasps that went through the crowd were immediate and genuine. I heard them ripple outward like a stone dropped in water. "Fiancée?" "Two years, when did this happen?" "Why has this never been announced?" Grey did not raise his voice. He did not need to. "The photographs from the charity gala were taken at a work event that Annie attended as part of her professional responsibilities. She won a charity auction. That is the entirety of her connection to Leo Hart. They are acquaintances and nothing more and any outlet that has reported otherwise has reported falsely."