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The total package As I listen to Casper and Greg another pack member and friend argue about charlize theron and scarlet johansson , I feel a pair of eyes on me. I discreetly look around the park trying to find the culprit. I don't see anyone.. maybe they've put their staring job on hold. I think to myself. "Charlize is way hotter than johansson dude. Take my word for it.. " I hear Greg say. "No way bro! Johansson is way hotter. She's sex on legs" casper argues. I turn back to them just in time to hear Greg asking me who is hotter between the two.

As if you have to ask. I scratch my face.... .... Need a shave.... ".... Yes, well, your account wasn't exactly difficult to hack. You might think about upgrading your passwords...." Exasperation flits across his face, then he huffs, holds up his hands. "James, you're impossible. But thank you. So much." Charlotte leans in, trying to see the page. He passes it to her and as she reads, her mouth makes an O. "Master.... It's such a lot...."

Ralph quickly answered. “Your mistress.” The blunt remark landed like a slap. Director Waltz snickered without the slightest hint of amusement. Ralph and Dawn stared at him in stunned silence. Their faces flushed with embarrassment as the other board members remained expressionless, making no attempt to defend them. “So the rumors circulating throughout Lax City are true,” Director Waltz continued. His gaze moved between Ralph and Dawn. “You were never legally married to your wife, yet you drove her out of your home.” Dawn's fingers curled nervously at her sides.

The idea that a virtual stranger could do that to her, could make her nearly frantic with need, did not please her. Maybe there’s something in the air, she thought suspiciously, taking a discrete sniff. Maybe it’s not me at all, but something to do with that thing he calls me. What was it, a charmer? Glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, she asked, “What is this charmer business about, anyway?” He looked at her; obviously surprised she would choose to speak to him. He took a moment to answer. “A charmer makes men want her. It’s the special pheromone she produces that makes the Haunt male wild.”

Charlie shrugged, "I've tried, he doesn't want to talk so what do I do? I'm doing my best not making his last days horror some, I mean even Conrad has gotten closer to him playing the role of the perfect son so at least he dies happy" I exhaled softly through my mouth. "What happened to you?" "To me?" I asked seeming confused. "Your new aura is not giving Charlie, I like it, it's cool but, it's not you and I don't know maybe people change who knows, but the Charlie I knew would never leave his Dad to die without making peace with him, no matter how much he hated him."

He chuckled, a deep low sound that made her head spin. “Sorry for my honesty, Darling. But I can't help it, when you are this intoxicating.” Rosa gulped, feeling her heart hammer against her ribcage. Her thoughts wobbled. Oh, Mr. Wade. “How many girls have you charmed this way? I'm not even your type.” She bit her cheek. He tilted his head, amused. “Not my type? What do you think my type is?” Rosa looked down, embarrassed. “The hot…supermodel like ones.”

Paul disconnected the mind link. ** Charlie's POV Seeing different kids and teens piling in with their kiddie bikes, excited and submitting their names to pick up free flyers, made me bask in joy. I had been just this little, and biking was the only sport I could enroll in without being beaten to avoid it as a girl. Lost in thought, a tiny hand wrapped around my wrist. My eyes met the little girl's—brown eyeballs and beautiful. "Miss Charlie, would you teach me how to race?"

Marianne smiled and said, “Mr. Wade, although you did not graduate from university, you must have read many books, right? You even know about the unpopular school of thoughts related to the three souls.” Charlie laughed in a self-deprecating manner and said, “I did not read many books. I have been struggling at the bottom of society for twenty years, so how could I have had so much time and energy to read more books? I only know about this because my father told me about it when I was young.”

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.

" I know who this is.... I turned around. I saw... That is.... Wade POV: I had to see Cherry. I miss her. I know we should be friends, but I cannot help it. I want this girl. She has been driving me crazy for the last 3 years now. I want to taste, smell, and fuck her since we were in 11th grade. But now that I have tasted her two sets of lips, I want her again; she's like a drug to me. I need it and am addicted to her body and heart. I know she loves me! she told me she loves me. I do love her, but I cannot tell her, I am listening to my fucking grandpa, who was in love with her aunt Emily. He over her, but he is still angry at Jake Moroney because he was his best friend.