Dammit Janet Novels & Stories

Ok, I’m honestly surprised at myself… I don’t know where all these confidence is coming from. I used to be the timid type… I have always make sure to avoid talking to other people… I always mind my own business… But here I am, defending someone! “You must be joking, I bet you can’t even stand before the alpha King!” Janet said. I raised my brows. “Is the alpha King God?!” I asked. “You are….” She trails off as Miss Damien steps forward. I noticed Janet lowering her head slightly, but Miss Damien stops her. Miss Damien turns to me with a smile.

Janet scorned at her mom and faced me; "Oh she had them, it's true she made a video of your father but she lost the videos sometimes ago. I'm sorry for just letting you know about it too. I was more concerned about fixing my friendship with Eve and breaking off the marriage.. plus I also thought it's better I spill the beans right in front of her. She lost all the videos and no backups. Your father doesn't know about it, so he allowed himself to continue being used by mom" "Janet!!!" Mrs Pitt screamed again but Janet won't stop talking. "There's no video Liam; no proof at all... go attend to your father, there's no reason to panic" Janet said again. ***** ***

He could still hear Damian and Chad yelling at him. “So this is how the real Damian is. I didn’t think the friendship he offered was fake, just like the rest of the Windsor family,” he grumbled as he walked away. *** Nicko looked annoyed when he found a message that entered his cellphone. The message was from Janet, trying to seduce him. He didn’t give the skinny woman her cell phone number, but Janet seemed to have gotten it from her father’s cell phone. The woman wrote words of seduction and even seemed perverted. Janet deliberately made the message read by Josephine, but unfortunately his wife is in the bathroom at the moment.

Jason held his forehead in disbelief. Janet quickly turned the dvd off angry as ever. “Where did that fucker get this!” She screamed, her voice breaking as she tried to prevent tears from taking over. Jason grabbed her shoulders. “It doesn’t matter, Janet. We can still win this. Play his game, but take control of it. Don’t let him control you.” Even though it was too late. Dan had both of them by the balls and Janet didn’t even have any. She pulled away composing herself as she did. “I will take control of this. If he wants a war he just got one.” She sniffed, fixing her makeup in the mirror then her dress.

I stammered, forcing the words out of my mouth. “If you don’t—which you won’t. I’ll let you go. I won’t even lift a finger to stop you. You’ll be free from me. Easy-peasy.” He winked at me, a low cackle rumbling from his throat. “But you should know, they don’t call me Liam Hunter for just nothing.”

Linda shakes her head. “This is the thing that you want me to stay with?” Damien raises a brow and motions towards me with his head. His voice is deep and annoyingly calm. As if he is not calling me a “thing.” This is what I’ve always hated about him, his ability to rile me up and to make me raise my voice when he delivers insults with a stoic face. I always felt like I was crazy or irrational around him. “I can't stay with her. Jeanet is going to disrespect me at every turn,” he continues. “What’s worse is, she’ll be doing this in my house.”

The fact that he'd used her real name instead Diamond was the only way Jesse would acknowledge that Nikki was no longer an object of U21's affection. Jesse grabbed the handle, but he didn't open the door. There was something else he wanted to say, but he hadn't formed the sentence. He wasn't one to mince words, so whatever he said would be significant. "If you want to save her from the life she was born into..." He hesitated. "She's going to have to scrape off Tabitha." I nodded. I didn't know the depths of her mother's betrayal to the Union, and I was fairly sure that Nikki didn't either.

Valerie pulled back, wiping her eyes with trembling fingers. “There was a night,” she began. “Two months ago. At the club. I was cleaning VIP rooms.” Julia stiffened. “There was this man,” Valerie continued, voice barely above a whisper. “He was drugged. Someone slipped something into his drink. He wasn’t himself. I wasn’t supposed to be there.” Her throat closed. “He said he’d take responsibility,” she said bitterly. “He said he’d find me again. But he never came back.” Julia’s face had gone pale.

Sophia The email from Hart Global sat in my inbox like a ticking bomb. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the final line again. Mr. Damien specifically requested your attendance. Not Bennett Accounting, not one of our executives. Me! I didn't know why that bothered me so much. Maybe because I'd spent years watching powerful men use influence like a weapon. Maybe because Damien Hart have looked straight through me during our first meeting, as though he already knew things I hadn't discovered yet.

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”