Novels by Westiewithabow

Japheth The flight took three hours. Three hours that felt like three years. I was anxious and nervous. One, I had never been in a plane before. Two, I had six months to apprehend the most dangerous tycoon's son and I have no idea what will happen to me if I get caught.I tried not to think negatively but I couldn't help it. I wouldn't admit that I wasn't scared. The moment the plane touched the ground, my heart finally left my throat and returned to my chest. I walked into the airport, with no idea where I was going but when I saw someone holding a board with the name “Japheth” on it, I realized I was probably scared for nothing.I wasn't alone.“Mr Japheth Wilson?” The man holding the board asked when I walked up to him and I nodded slowly in response. “Nice to meet you, I'm Stephen. I'm also a police officer but I'm undercover like you.” He whispered and I nodded slowly, not knowing what to respond with.“Your phone.” He asked and I raised a brow in confusion before handing it to

Japheth “A million dollars!?” I asked in sheer shock, not wanting to believe what I just heard but Captain nodded to prove that I didn't hear him wrong.“This mission is a matter of national security. Which is why we're sending you because you've always kept a low profile.” He replied and I tsked softly.Low profile? What does he expect of a low-life constable?“So, what you're trying to say is, I get to travel to California, get a new life and identity, which includes a new house and car, and then I still get a million dollars?” I asked to be sure I wasn't dreaming or tweaking and when Captain nodded with a smile on his lips, I nearly punched the air in excitement.“But—”Of course, there's always a but.“You only get half the payment now. You'll use that to take care of yourself for the next six months. Once you complete the mission, the rest will be yours.” He explained and I nodded in understanding.“So, I have six months to complete this mission?”“This is why I like you, Jared.

Japheth“What do you mean you found a better candidate? You already gave me this mission!” I yelled out in sheer frustration but the captain didn't budge one bit.“Hand over the damn files, Jared. You know better than to give me a headache this fine morning.” He replied, stretching out his hand toward me and I ran my hand through my hair, finally understanding that the universe wasn't my best friend.I took out the documents from my bag and threw them on the table instead of handing them to him, and the way the veins in his forehead bulged, I knew he wasn't impressed. But I didn't care anymore. He can go fuck himself.He turned away from me with a dismissive wave, and I turned around, ready to walk away, but for reasons unknown to me, my legs wouldn't move. Was I disappointed? Angry? Frustrated? Hell yeah. Why do they all love to treat me like shit? Was I such a pushover? Someone they could use whenever they pleased and discard like a useless piece of shit? I've had enough.With th

JaphethI had just messed up. How was I supposed to apprehend not just any criminal, but the son of a well-known underground mafia tycoon? I should have listened to my damn guts, they were always right.I stared at the documents in front of me, the information of the so-called criminal I was assigned to infiltrate staring at me like it was mocking me. I had tried to back out when I found out the danger I had gotten myself into but the captain wasn't listening to me anymore.Everyone knew Don Martinez and how ruthless he was. I was a million percent sure that his son would be just as ruthless.I finally understood why he assigned the job to me. Because no one was as naive as I was. Who in their right senses would agree to accept this kind of risky mission? If I got caught, that would be the end of my life.From constable to captain? I would be digging my own grave instead.But I had already agreed to do this. And there was no way I could take back my words unless I wanted to lose my jo

Japheth It started with slow, playful strokes. A soft whimper escaped my lips as my thumb gently teased my tip, and I shut my eyes in pleasure. I wish he were here.His image in my head wasn't enough anymore. I needed to feel those piercing brown eyes undressing me with every movement I made. I needed to hear him speak, to hear him command and dominate me.My grip on the bed sheets tightened as I stroked my cock faster, sharp moans of pleasure mixed with the agony of missing him tumbling out of my lips.“Fuck…. Aaron…” I moaned out his name, my back arching as I imagined his lips roaming my body and his fingers stretching out my ass. My breathing got heavier with every sharp stroke I made, and I could feel my orgasm drawing closer.He would always tease me when he knew I was close to cumming. He said it was fun to watch me tremble and beg for my release. And I couldn't deny that I didn't love it when he made me beg for him.Precum leaked out of my tip, making my cock even wetter and