Chicago Pd Fanfiction Jay Novels & Stories

Janna turned back to tease Chicago. Chicago, with a dreamy smile, thinking about the wonderful dream she had last night, and as if afraid someone else might hear, whispered, "Grandma Janna, Chicago wants to find a handsome husband for Mommy, what do you think?" Janna was taken aback but lightly slapped her knee and laughed, "Oh my darling girl, you think just like me! I've been trying to find a handsome husband for your mother for so long!" Chicago's eyes immediately lit up, and it seemed like the two had a moment of telepathy.

It could make or break relations. If Jay weren’t willing to talk like a normal person, she would fire him, even if that meant losing a loyal employee. Beep…beep…beep…. A shrill tune announced the arrival of a visitor. Sia felt slightly irritated by seeing that it was Jay. She drew in a deep breath to quell the weird feeling she had on seeing him. Then, she tapped the icon on her CID, requesting him for DNA verification. The moment the doors slid shut behind him, Jay took out a laser gun and pointed at Sia’s forehead. With a cheeky smile, he announced, “Game over!”

After Jay came to Vento City for work, he had a one-night stand with the project manager from the opposite company, and the deal was finalized. He always had intimate relationships with various girls, sometimes for personal needs and sometimes to benefit the company. Later, he got back in touch with Malisha, and she became pregnant with his child. Jay forced her to have an abortion. Upon returning to Vento City, he hired a private secretary and slept with her too. The night he proposed to Jemma for marriage, he had slept with his secretary.

He thought and sighed inwardly. Before Iyah can ask or say anything more, Ayla takes action and asks JD. “How are you doing, JD? It’s only your third day of working at Polaris and Stargazer. Are you liking it?” JD looks gratefully at her before answering. “I’m loving it, noona. I get to do what I love to do, music and baking.” “I’m glad you’re enjoying, JD. I’m really glad.” Ayla says and smiles at him.

I mutter to myself, my voice tinged with a bitterness that surprises even me. Last night, I’d been a different man. As Jay, I’d allowed myself to lower my guard, to indulge in the intoxicating feeling of Aella’s arms wrapped around me. For a brief moment, I was just a man, not an Alpha with a plan, not Roman with a mission, but Jay, a man lost in the allure of a remarkable woman. That’s what eats at me. It wasn’t Roman who held her last night; it was Jay, a figment of my imagination, a man free from the shackles of duty and deadly realities. And she had given herself to him—a man I can never be.

I was in a mess. “Of course, I used you,” he admitted, smiling at me mockingly. “And yes, I walked into your apartment because I didn’t break in and I took the files where you had placed it, you didn’t even think to hide them, it was so easy. You were so trusting, so naive. It was almost too easy.” “But why?” I asked, tears stinging my eyes. “Why would you do this?” Jay’s smile disappeared, replaced by a look of pure hatred. “That’s simple,” he started, rubbing the side of my face with the cold metal he held in his hands and I swallowed in fear. “Damien simply needs to rot in jail for the rest of his miserable life.”

like a good place to start." I stopped pacing and faced him directly. "Let's say I believe you. What exactly do you expect me to do about it?" "Help her," Jay said simply. "You're one of the few people who might be able to. You have influence, resources. And whether you admit it or not, you care about her." I didn't confirm or deny his statement. "Jonathan would see any interference as an act of war." "Maybe," Jay conceded. "But can you live with yourself if you do nothing?" I thought about it for a second and he was right. I would never be able to live with myself if something happened to Tyla. "I need to think," I said finally. As he turned to leave, I called after him. "Jay." He paused,

"Her dad and I never married. He was my first and last boyfriend. We bro..he broke up with me and left. He never returned. Never showed up on her birthdays, her graduation, and other significant days of her life. It's like he disappeared. I've since catered for Lucy and now that she's in NYU, I couldn't be more proud of myself and her." "It's ironic you know. Who would have thought we share almost the same life predicament?" The duo chuckled lightly. "I think I can now stomach that dinner you talked about. All these talks about the past just made me hungry" Jayda jokingly said. "Lucky for you we still have that reservation" "Don't you have to go back to the station or something?" Jayda asked

Jay took off the paper that was on the bulletin board about the closure of the cafeteria. Citra is getting upset because she feels Jay is not defending her. "I didn't expect you to defend the cafe waitress. They are just regular cafe waiters. You don't have to defend him." Dita firmly grasped his hand. I'd like to see a sequel, but there's a problem with Jay. Dita still thinks about Jay's reputation as an agency owner. "Now I want you two to come with me to the room!"Jay said as he walked toward the elevator.

Another lady is actually crushing on Jay, she wants me out of his house. “I am suspecting Brooke unraveled something.” i kept my hand on the stirring. “Why was asking me about the flash?” “Jay loves you. He's in charge of his daddy's credentials.” Her tone laced with love. “He taught Jay must have kept it with you. Not so he thought I took it.” I let a sign of relief. Our heart beat sync. “How can we end this case? Let's consider red's feelings.” I stuffed my phone to her laps.