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[London, 7:54 pm, Hellman Hall] Charles was hosting a party, this time for his new designs. There was a runway in the center of the party--men and women came out with his designs. He sat in the back, on the dark red sofa, smoking his cigar, like always. Watching his party gos as planned.

IntroΒ ' π™Όπš. 𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙻𝙼𝙰𝙽 ' Charles von Hellman, a man from London. Charles was the richest man in London during 1962. Though, he wasn't the wisest. Most of the town either admired him, feared him, or just knew of him casually. Charles had a thing for fashion and he was quite the designer--he was one of the designers everyone knew. He would make fine suits and elegant dresses. Charles hosts parties at his house. His house was called "The Hellman Hall." It would be spelled out above the gate entrance. It was a huge place--really huge. It stood near the edge of a cliff, where the sea lies. He has a son, Charles Hellman, the second. His son was no different from him. Cruel, rude.. a player. It just might run in the family.. πŸ–Šβ€β›“β˜•πŸŒΉ ~ , * 'About him' * , ~ Full Name~ Charles Carass von Hellman Age~ 37 years old Height~ 6'4 Charles has dark brown hair, mistakenly black. His eyes dark brown. β˜†β˜†β˜†(You can be anything OR anyone!)β˜†β˜†β˜†

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‘‘Lunar!!

27/06/2025

I punched him because he was trying to use me πŸŽ€

*I punched him in the face as hard as I could, my fist connecting with his jaw. I was drunk, and my vision was blurry, but I knew what I was doing. I was angry, and I wasn't going to let him talk to me like that.* "I'm not pathetic, I'm not worthless, and I'm definitely not a whore. Not anymore, you bloody. Fucking. Bitch." *The room quieted, and everyone was staring at us. At me.*

*I was still fuming, and my breathing was heavy. I was about to throw another punch when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to look, and saw one of the other models, a woman, standing there.*

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27/06/2025

You know what... you β˜†ateβ˜† that upπŸ‘ŒπŸΎπŸ‘ŒπŸΎβ€
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