Clay Jensen Novels & Stories

Latenight by Leyla Blue Even with someone cursing very close to my ear, I couldn’t care enough to look. Not now when his thick hard cock was pushing into me, slamming against my clit, resurrecting the need to be filled and stuffed even though I already was. My mouth watered and as I thought of him doing the same to my mouth. I’ve never been like this and now I’m practically a slut in heat.

Jake, realizing that, began to show signs of painful despair. At that moment, a faint cough was heard from a distance. "Is everyone looking for me?" Then, Jensen appeared in the arena. His clothes were tattered, and blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth. He looked particularly disheveled and had coughed a few times. However, he did not look like someone who was severely injured. He was fine! He was fine! At that moment, the people from the Flower Clan were excited. Ava breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes filled with shock as she looked at Jensen.

"Alright. Thank you." Clay cleaned his body, feeling tired after a long journey. Although using a private jet, it couldn't be denied that fatigue still enveloped his body. Especially since Clay hadn't had a chance to rest at all since earlier, busy gathering information. So now was the time to close his eyes for a while before Axel came home and gave orders!

The grief would swallow me whole if I did. So I focused on the present. On this meeting, getting through one disaster at a time. The door chimed. Jensen Harbor arrogantly strolled in. Mid-forties, maybe. Barrel-chested, with thinning hair slicked back with too much gel. He wore a leather jacket that looked expensive but somehow still managed to look cheap on him. Gold watch. Gold ring. Gold chain visible beneath his open collar. Everything about him told that he was trying too hard. He spotted us, grinned, and sauntered over.

“Clay? Why are you asking about another man when I am right here?” I blanch, “No, no, no, it is not that, I just thought, since you and Joanne work there, maybe he did too.” He lets out a little laugh, “I know, I was just messing with you baby girl, Clay is not like us, he is a lawyer, an attorney of law as he says.” A lawyer? There weren’t talking about any films, they were actually talking about murder?!

Stop being paranoid. Kisa clutched onto Jensen's arm to ensure she could stand upright. Her eyes fixed on Madalyn, but Madalyn was sobbing while covering her mouth. Jensen's jaw muscles twitched as if he was suppressing his emotions. He laughed at Madalyn, "How am I a phony?"

“What an asshole.” “Yeah, well.” Wolf shrugged again. “It’s done now. They just picked up all the dirty contracts and clients that I’d dumped, most of ‘em Kirk Jensen’s, so money’s no major issue for them, and all the parties involved know each other.” “So Kirk Jensen is involved with Dawson’s new club? The goddamn Blood Crew?” “Kansas didn’t tell you?” “Tell me what?” “Jensen’s dead.”

Jensen, Clayton did not believe for a second that Liam would know him, let alone instruct him to make a call to Riley personally. Riley was Dr. Jensen's student and even he did not get to meet Dr. Jensen easily. He would need to book an appointment by phone in advance. So how would Liam be able to pull this off? Clayton was not alone. Herbert, Jaxton, Malcolm, and Eaden all gasped after what they just heard. It was the legendary doctor from Biskeland that they were talking about, the internationally famous Dr. Jensen!

Jenson continued, "Thanks to you, my daddy and mommy are gone. They’ve left everything behind. I’m now Grand Asia’s president, and I’m not as magnanimous as my daddy. He likes to hold in his anger and dissatisfaction, lighting up other people’s lives and consuming himself like a candle. I, on the other hand, like to vent my anger and dissatisfaction, burning others to illuminate myself. If anyone makes me unhappy, then I will make them unhappier.” When he said those words, his voice was cold enough to freeze a cow to death. Furthermore, his cold and sinister gaze was locked only on Chloe’s face. It was clear that those words were directed at Chloe. Until now, Chloe still felt as though she w

"Your dad? Did he give you a hard time because of me?" "You wish." "Oh. That's great." He ran his fingers through his hair in relief. Jade shrugged. "He's spoken to Dolan. My suspension is lifted and yours never happened. Your absence is due to a fully granted sick leave and since you're feeling better now, you can resume tomorrow." "What?" "Your records are clean. You will definitely get that scholarship." She stated. "Jade." He called out, causing her to roll her eyes. "Don't you get all mushy on me."