Wine Stained Lips
"No one, okay!...No one has ever had me,not like you Calla" A pause; I endured badly as she stood on the other side of the door.
"You have your whole life, you wanna throw that away and for what?... We'd be tired of all this one day and you'd realize it's not what you wanted and we'd hate each other." she replied, her voice cold and distant.
"I'd never hate you!"
"you don't know that now!... I'm not going to be between you and you family."
Calla Grayson's life is turned upside down when her mother is diagnosed with lung cancer. Desperate for financial help, she's relieved when a French wine company calls her fashion brand for an interview for a lucrative contract. However, things become complicated when she meets James Renault, the company's heir, who is struggling with his own family demons. Their conflicting meet turns into a deal that helps her fashion brand secure the contract for a fashion and Wine show in Paris.
As Calla and James navigate their feelings for each other, they must confront the dark secrets of their families' pasts. James's father is a ruthless and abusive man who will stop at nothing to maintain his power and wealth. Calla's Mum Passes leaving her helpless and alone. James also discovers his father secret of his murder of Calla's biological father, he is forced to choose between his loyalty to his family and his love for Calla.
Ultimately, James and Calla find healing, forgiveness, and each other. They vow to spend their lives together and build a brighter future, free from the secrets and lies that haunted their families for so long.
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Chapter: Chapter Eighteen James' POVI could feel a heavy weight on my head as I'm being dragged into a room at the end of the passage. My eyes deemed as I struggled to stay awake, punching the air and trying to get loose of the security guard's grip on me. I pulled away from him with force as we got closer to the room. A part of my shirt began to feel loose only for me to look down to see a hole on shirt. My ripped shirt made my screams worse as the guards grip too became tighter. I wiggled,pushed,pull,and held on to furnitures,resisting to go through the doors of the room. My ripped shirt tore the more he dragged me almost freeing me from his grip. "Get in there!" He scolded and grabbed me by my collar and pushed me into the room. The room was dark,so I couldn't make sense of where I was.I rolled over the floor and laid flat,my legs spread apart,same with my hands extending into nothing and my head facing the ceiling. I laid there for a minute, making a snow angle mentally. My ripped shirt still covered in
Last Updated: 2025-04-27
Chapter: Chapter Seventeen Calla's POV I haven't heard from James in days. It has been quiet--too quiet,it's almost like he had gone ghost. I had called about a hundred times but he's not picking up,I've left countless messages but still I'm left with no reply. I'm so mad that I can tear him to pieces.My half packed suitcase laid open on my bed as I stacked and unstack clothes in it. I was trying to hard to bury the raging feelings building up in my chest as I threw clothes out of my wardrobe onto my bed,the floor and literally anywhere in my bedroom,as they compile together like a thrift shop safe heaven. Finally,I had decided on clothes to take. 'Why will he do that!' my inner thought eludes out loud as I soliloquize. I stared at the mirror half way through my rant. 'woah,I look crazy.' I said,again. I wanna fight and I wanna scream at him for making feel this wayPathetic Calla. Poor desperate Calanthe. What was I thinking...I went downstairs to get a quick snack,I walked passed mum's bedroom door which
Last Updated: 2025-04-25
Chapter: Chapter Sixteen James' POV"There's a great chance I am traumatized from seeing dad's legs without his trousers on." I said. Vinora and I were catching up over the phone. I told her about everything, because she was my best friend. Her laughter burst through the phone as I told her about catching dad during one of his cheating escapades."What?!" a loud laughter came from the end of the phone. "Vino,in the US they call them pants not trousers" My sister, Vioner said."I haven't seen him since then,and the meeting's tomorrow." I said devastated. "I wonder why Mum puts up with him.""Probably Stockholm Syndrome... I'm so over them." She said."So what about the fashion girl? Are you guys together now?" "Yeah,but it's complicated.""What's complicated about it. It's official,it's not a situationship right?""No, we're dating." I sighed despite the tickling feeling I got from admitting she was mine and I was her's out loud. Yet,it felt like a crash waiting to happen. "It's just... there's so much going on
Last Updated: 2025-04-23
Chapter: Chapter Fifteen Calla's POVThe ruckus from work was beginning to get through to me. The fashion show was in just five days time and I knew how perilous it would be for Hault Fashion if we weren't properly ready. I had gone over the list of items we had to ship to France before the day and my hyper fixation on making everything perfect was becoming a little edgy."What!" I screamed as my eyes twitch maniacally."I wanted to know if you wanted anything. We're about to order lunch." The new intern whose head was poking through the half opened glass door of my office,asked. His lips pout forward as he stares at me and I just know he was judging so bad."No sorry, I don't need anything." My voice lowering as I realized I had shouted at him.He walks away and the door shut behind him.The weight of my body fell on my knees as I knelt down on the floor of my scattered office going over everything tiny detail like my life depended on it. Soon after, Julie came busting through the door and I cured to seat on
Last Updated: 2025-04-21
Chapter: Chapter Fourteen James' POVI stared at the blue letters on the desk as the mystery of who sent the three of them races through my mind. It's past midnight and it's been hours since I drove Calla back home yet I still can't fathom the lore connecting the blue letters with me.The recent letter had my name written in red ink just like the last two and a paper in it. It read:Tu ne sais rienWhich translates to "You know nothing." I whispered in the dark as my fingers ran through my hair. One of the best days of my life has suddenly been replaced with crippling anxiety from a someone whose name I didn't know and whose face I've probably never seen.The vague message consumed my mind as I lurk for hidden messages in the prints. I brought the lights closer to paper hoping there was more writing in invisible ink. Alas, nothing.Tu ne sies rien,was a common phrase in France. Grandma use to say it to remind us of how vast life is and how we should be humble because we can never know everything about everythin
Last Updated: 2025-04-20
Chapter: Chapter Thirteen Calla's POVIt's Sunday morning but the sun was hidden in dark clouds. The rain had been falling for the past two hours. I stood by the kitchen counter as I heated up some coffee for myself. I could hear Aunty Kathy and mum chatting in her room. The walls of the room were padded so sounds were nearly impossible to hear but the mumbling noise was hard to ignore.I opened the jar for sugar in the cupboard and added it to my coffee,as well as some creamer. I tugged on my robe and headed back upstairs. It was almost past 11am and I had slept over in mum's room with her last night. This week was the final week to get everything on track before we flew to Paris and it sure as hell was going to be a busy one. So I had just today as my last free day before the rustling week ahead and I was ready to sleep in all day.I pulled out my laptop and began to scroll through my I* feed when I got a call from James."Hi" I said into the phone,my heart flushing like a teenager."Baby..." His calm voice I
Last Updated: 2025-04-17
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