The Charismatic Charlie Wade Chapter 81 Mga Nobela at Kwento

his voice cracked up as if he was gonna cry anytime soon. I exhaled and stared at the pathetic figure in front of me. "It's okay as long as you don't try it again. Rosanna will surely forgive you even if it takes years, I'm sure she will, even if she doesn't I'll make sure of it. Right now I'll start by clearing your name," I said more calmly this time and he nodded like an obedient dog. Next day. Charlie's POV Yesterday's event still replays in my head. How I almost committed sucide.

His mom handed him some money as he kissed her cheeks before hugging his sister to go out. "Guys, I am leaving for Jack's apartment. I will keep you updated. If mom calls tell them we will stay the weekend at Parker okay"? He sent a message in his group chat and instantly got thumbs up. "Let’s go Mr. Charles. Let’s see how long can you resist me". He smirked pulling off his glasses and smiled sweetly as he saw Jack sitting inside the cafe waiting for him. ---- Tabby -----

Guardian Angel: ‘Your dad will disown you! Inner Devil: ‘You have grandparents! Grandparents are literally built to fund forbidden romances!’ Sweat formed on Charlie’s forehead. Charlie was fanning herself as she said, “Wait. It’s hot - I mean, it’s hot around here.” “It’s not hot,” Taylor corrected with a frown. “I need to think about this, but I’m already good with rule number one,” Charlie finally decided. Guardian Angel: ‘Good girl, Charlie.’ Inner Devil: ‘Boring!'

And certainly, they were blaming Elara for such deterioration. Meanwhile, Charlie stood frozen beside the stage, one of the folded pages still resting in his hand. His speech had ended without him remembering the last few words he had spoken. He was very confused with the situation. Almost dumbstruck! He had read the page again and again. And he, couldn't understand one question. Why him? Why would Elara write about him? That too in such a personal way. Everything she had wrote was beautiful but it shouldn’t be for him. Not for him. He was her sister's boyfriend already. This thing bothered him more than anything else could.

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“Get better, we need you.” Dan walked into Bianca’s place full of questions. Wilson opened up another can of worms. Their curses carry on further than he first thought. Now he was thinking the curse was now a set up. If Wilson’s dad was with Bianca’s mother, they must’ve known about him and Cherl. They were always together back in the day. “Dan Sanders, done crying over spilled milk?” Dan laughed softly. She continued “I have felt a shift in my spirit lately. Jason, broke his curse?”

Charlie replied to my unsaid question looking at me warily. "What a very amazing pack this is," I said sarcastically. "Well, she's all yours. This is where you belong," he threw a smirk in my direction and I rolled my eyes at him "show her around and make her feel at home." Jack beamed shaking her ass once again. "Make sure you stop by again." Charlie said biting her index finger and I started at her in disgust. "Follow me." She instructed leading the way and swaying her hips from side to side shaking her ass, her butt was jiggling so much I was concerned if it would fall off, I wonder how many men have fucked and touched her.

Chapter 8 Charlie My eyes popped open on a gut retching scream, curled into a fetal position I laid on the sofa, completely devastated. Tears streaming down my face, a fist clutched in my mouth to quiet my sobs. I wasn’t sure what I witness; It wasn't a memory that I could say with absolute certainty; I felt like I was in-between realities, a place where my dad was dead, but still able to warn me. How any of it was possible, was the question of the century.

Darcie I leaned against the wall, Charles wrapped his hands around my waist. I'm sad and happy at the same time. I turned to the window again. The bus was still there, his team stood by, waiting for their referee. That's right, today the black kings are leaving for an away game. Charles is supposed to be down there right now but we're just saying our final goodbye. His hands crept under my skirt, found his way to my panties and shifted it. He dug his two fingers inside of my folds. I moaned so loud he shut me up by kissing my lips. My legs started to shake and he placed me on a table.