Garrett Jobless Novels & Stories

Aaron thought he could walk away unscathed, but he didn't expect that this incident would blow up online. He searched long and hard for a job, but no companies were willing to hire him. Later, he ended up as someone else's gigolo. When our classmates told me about it, I wasn't surprised at all. After all, the love of his life was money. Besides, he was used to living a carefree life with Shayla. There was no way he would return to the suburbs willingly. Alas, Aaron got unlucky.

Behind me, the milkman and gas board workers were transfixed, standing there watching as if suddenly turned to stone. Ignoring them, I calmly whispered into his ear. “Where is your mate, John Knightley?” A thin trickle of blood ran down Chris Garrett’s neck, over his Adam’s apple, which was rising and falling as he swallowed. Another liquid trickled over his bare feet and on to the pavement. “I don’t know, man.” “Are you sure?” “Yeah, man. He said he had a big job on. Bring in a load of money. He was always promising things man, but never delivered. Said I could have some. But I haven’t seen or heard from him since last Friday.”

"Leslie, I'm going to tell you something that I've known for a really long time, and I've vowed not to tell you anything but given current circumstances, it's important I do. Just...do not tell Sebastian you know. Please. He would be furious with me." I was growing nervous. "I won't. Just tell me." She took a deep breath, bringing her voice down to a whisper "The reason you think Sebastian is acting this way isn't the reason. Not even close. Garret...is blackmailing him. Sebastian isn't even changed because of rejection or whatever, it's all an act! Garret thinks your a distraction and the reason the company would lose millions, but he didn't want to fire you because you're the best there is

"What has that got to do with me?" "I was wondering if you might be interested in helping out," Garrett said, his voice tentative. "It's not an official Pack job, but it would serve as a means for you to contribute and earn some extra money to pay off your debt." Nicole felt a spark of excitement ignite in her chest. The idea of working and having a purpose and a sense of accomplishment was too tempting to resist. "What kind of jobs?" Garrett grinned. "Well, like I said, nothing too arduous. You mostly have to run errands and do odd jobs from here to other packs. They pay pretty well and it would be a way for you to earn some money."

she said with a forced smile and went far away to sit next to her quirky friend. Next few hours I spent on getting every single detail I could on that guy. His name is Garret and his grandfather owns Joy’s so he is working here as a manager for the time being. He is a human. Huh? Pathetic. He has clean records and everything about him screams a god boring little guy. I watched silently from my car as the guy served tables and handled some other stuff. To be honest he doesn’t look like a bad person but still… I don’t want him to mess around with Amelia.

Lane was going to fire me because of a shitty kissing video with a billionaire, then I wouldn't be surprised. I scratched my neck, nervously, my mind thinking of a quick response. "Actually, Mr. Garrett and I are not in a relationship." "Of course not." She affirmed and I sighed in relief. "But you are all over the news and I wouldn't say I'm not surprised because I am. What did that billionaire see in you?" "I don't think my personal life should be an issue here, ma," I responded with a tight smile. "Mr. Garrett's and my relationship is something personal."

Garrett had a whole CEO office-sized room that has a plaque on the door saying, ‘Garrett’s Trophy Room’ and inside was cabinet after cabinet of trophies, awards, shields, and pictures of him with major prizes like a cash prize and even cars. After Garrett showed me around the warehouse and introduced me to his team of mechanics, he took me to see the team seamstress and get my jersey fitted and a custom-made mini skirt to match with. I was a little uncomfortable with how "mini" Garrett wanted it at first, but we compromised I wear his gear, and he gives me an inch and a half more length in the skirt. I’m happy he agreed to it and just as we approved on everything Garrett leaned over and whis

I said. The thing was even more emphasised on the fact that I too wanted to know. I have been dying with jealousy for the longest time. "Garrett, do you have something to say about this?" Harold demanded. "Well, it's not what you all think. I have never been gay." Garrett said but I could hear the huge hollow in his voice. "Until..." I assisted him to say. "Fine, until I met my mate!" Garrett stated and I blinked heavily. "What?" I muttered.

They knew exactly what was happening—this was Caitlin’s move. All they needed to do now was sit back and watch. --- ### Jonathan Loses Control "Garrett!" Jonathan’s rage exploded. "How dare you betray me?! Yesterday, at the investment ceremony, we agreed that I would continue to control LIG. Why are you suddenly changing your stance?" Garrett smiled. "Yesterday was yesterday. Business is a battlefield, and circumstances change overnight. Haven’t you noticed the shift in the tide, Jonathan?" "What the hell does that mean?" Garrett’s voice turned sharp. "It means—Jonathan, your era is coming to an end."

I wanted to tell Garret that there was no curing his son, that he needed a good dose of Jesus, maybe an STD test as well, but frankly I didnt find it appropriate at the moment. "I can't thank you enough for doing this, Leslie. You truly are a life saver." I smiled at Garret as I signed the papers he set down. "I'm happy to help, anything for this company." "Anything?" Sebastian laughed. "Shut..up!" Garret was fumming now. I couldn't understand how Garret hasn't completely lost his shit, yet. If I was Garret I would have ran out of the office screaming already. I ignored his comment and signed the last paper.