Does Jeremiah Cheat On Belly Novels & Stories

His hair is really messy and his eyes are bloodshoot red. “Don’t stop me, Jannah. I need it,” he said firmly and drank again. I let out a sigh as I watched him drinking his heart out. Jeremy just found out that Jella has already a boyfriend and this time, Jella took her relationship seriously. Jella is Jeremy's first love. Jella was the first woman whom Jeremy took seriously, and probably the last. But then, Jella cheated on him last year and even though the bitch cheated on my friend, the jerk still loves her.

Matthew's loathing eyes immediately roved over Jeremy's broad, muscled figure and his hands balled into fists at his sides. He remembered Arabella telling him that after the incident of the forced separation, she heard that Jeremy had already impregnated a serving wench, which meant that he'd been cheating on her all the time. Well, he couldn't blame the young, naive girls for falling prey to this cad. Jeremy definitely had his attractions. Even in rags, he was an arresting sight. A humble Adonis with hair the color of wheat, a pair of smoldering brown eyes, and a tall, muscular body.

He said stoically, “Even though I treat you well, Charlotte’s my only rightful future wife. You’re the cure that I found for her. “Remember, don’t even think about replacing her spot. After the surgery is done, you can leave with the money.” Jeremy opened the door and was about to leave. Bailey stopped him with teary eyes. “Didn’t you say that you only liked me?” “I can have many girlfriends, but I’ll only have one wife, and it’s her. You should know your place.” As they argued, Jeremy’s secretary came in and passed him a document. After Jeremy read the document, he was silent for a long time. Finally, the secretary managed to pull him out of his trance. Jeremy threw the document at Bailey.

He said as he walked towards the door. I froze. Kitten? The butterflies in my stomach went wild. And I hated it. I refused to react. Instead, I crossed my arms, narrowing my eyes. "I prefer Queen." Jeremiah turned and grinned as he walked backwards toward the door Just before he exited . He stopped and in a slow, exaggerated motion. He bowed mockingly. "Then Queen it is." I rolled my eyes again, trying to shake whatever that was. What the hell was wrong with me? It had to be his power.

“Is it my brother? Don't lie to me now. I can go ask him right now, and you know Jere—he feels proud to say something that good. He'll brag about it. Panic rises in my chest. “Caleb… I watch the blood drain from his face, his calm expression replaced with rage. He shoves my legs off his thighs, standing up abruptly. “You let Jeremías have sex with you?” he barks in disbelief. “What the fuck is wrong with you? Were you that desperate to lose it to him?”

Jax knelt beside her and stroked her hair tenderly while Marcus rubbed her swollen, cum-filled belly. “I’m really yours,” she whispered, voice hoarse and raw. “I fully accept it. I’m Daddy’s cheating cumslut. This is my new normal.” Jax smiled darkly and kissed her forehead. “Good girl. We’ll keep breeding you until it sticks.” They helped her clean up just enough to sneak back upstairs, but left her plugged with the biggest loads yet. Emma slipped back into bed beside her sleeping husband, her body still trembling from the marathon. Mark stirred and pulled her close instinctively.

“These are… certainly lemony. Did you perhaps… forget the sugar?” She then proceeded to discreetly spit the bite into a napkin, a small, almost imperceptible gesture that spoke volumes. Her friends giggled, and a wave of heat flushed my face. I wanted to disappear. All my pride in my baking, all my anticipation of selling them, dissolved in that single, cruel moment. I mumbled something about needing to adjust the recipe and quickly retreated, my hands trembling. It was a small thing, really. A single bite of a lemon bar. But it was enough to make me feel foolish, inadequate, and exposed.

"What do you mean?" "She's been lacing your food with spermicide. It's enough to make you sterile forever." He leaned closer and whispered into my ear, "She had it all planned out. Once you become sterile, she'll have enough reason to divorce you and take your money. Then, she'll marry me." So that was it. That was why we could never have our own children! Fury pulsed through my veins, filling my body with enough strength to stand back up. I slammed my palm right into Christopher's cheek. "You bastards!"

He shook his head with a wry smile, saying, "You're truly something else, kid." I didn't have time for small talk, so I quickly synced a map to his smartwatch and said, "You should just follow this route, Mr. Jenner. It's safe. You'll find my people waiting for you at the exit." "What about you, then?" Jeremiah asked. "Me?" I donned my helmet and inspected my gear. A fierce glint appeared in my eyes as I replied, "I'm going on a vermin hunt. I only caught one of them in my past life—I'm taking them all down this time."

It makes him look less of a jerk Here’s a smoother and more vivid version of that scene, with added detail, voice, and pacing to deepen the character dynamic: “So… Why did you call me here?” Julian leaned casually against the kitchen counter, now mercifully wearing a T-shirt. “I need you to follow me to get my suit fitted.” I blinked. “You dragged me out of bed on a Saturday so I could babysit you ? Without answering, he slid a plate across the counter toward me. Pancakes. Scrambled eggs. Bacon. All I stared at it. Then at him. “That’s oddly… domestic,” I said, suspicion dripping from every word.