Good Morning Jack Hartmann Novels & Stories

Everything that happened last night actually happened. Jack stood up from the old chair he had slept in. He glanced over at Jill and confirmed she was still asleep. He quickly dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. He quickly brushed his teeth and ran his hand through his hair. Once he put his shoes on, he checked on Jill one more time before stepping out of the small room. Jack left the bar and hailed a taxi. "Omene Bank, please."

As soon as the guard in charge saw me, he bowed. “Open the cell." I told the guard and without a word, he obeyed. As soon as Jack, who had only moments ago been laying at a corner of his cell saw me, he jumped to his feet, clung onto the metallic barricades and began to speak even before I asked him to; “Boss, good evening boss," Jack greeted in a hurry. “…I'm sorry for last night, and everything. I promise that it will never repeat itself again…I’m sorry."

He shook it off and greeted Jack with a big smile. “Good morning, Jack! Finished any of your work?” Adom said and smiled. Jack looked at him as if he saw water burning. “What happened to you? Who are you? You're never this happy in the morning."Jack said that and looked at him suspiciously. “You got laid, right?” He continued and grinned as he poked Adom's shoulder. As Adom heard Jack say that, he stiffened. Was it that obvious? He felt a blush creep up his neck, and he regained his posture.

All day I was waiting for the event. That day I was very happy. I went to Jack's room and told him to get ready for the event hurriedly. The show was in the evening and it was 1Pm of the day. He was sleeping because he did not like any other things except his work and his sleep. I told him, "Jack! Come on wake up. We are going for an evening event". He replied, "Harry! Are you out of your mind? It's 1pm and the show will in the evening".

"She hasn't arrived yet?" "I've called and they seem to be stuck in traffic. I think they'll be here soon," David replied. ".... Mr. Jameson Hart IX who is celebrating his 81st birthday. For that, please allow me to call all members of the Hart family to come together on this podium and welcome Mr. Jameson Hart IX." The MC received a piece of paper from a woman behind him. "Mr. Alexander Hart. This time he appears alone because Mrs. Merryl Hart is still undergoing a retreat in Europe, to recover her health condition which has declined recently," said the MC. "Mr. Liam Hart, Mr. Lucas Hart and finally, Ms. Loreine Hart."

Because she had kept her visitor waiting too long, Vivi hurried to the door while tidying up her long hair and rubbing her freshly awakened face to make it look less messy. "Good morning." And it was a middle-aged man in a suit, which made Vivi frown because she didn't know the man. "Good morning," Vivi said. "How can I help you?" "Hello, ma'am. I'm Dennis Spencer, Mr. Hart's attorney." The one name the man mentioned could make Vivi's heart beat so fast. She had been thinking and crying for Darren all night, and now her heart felt like it would explode when she heard someone else mention that name.

He can control everyone to give him his taste. "good morning sir" the man in charge of sales greeted pleasantly. He is a man above forty, had grey hairs but usually dyes them and look quite young. "good morning Mr Timothy " he turned around and gave the man a hand shake "how is the sales going" jack asked "fine sir, I pary that we make a lot of sales today" Timothy said. "I hope so " he said and both of them left to their office. Now it my time jack thought. The GM will not be back for a week. A weak for him to enjoy the power of the post. A week to be in control.

“Hello…” I mumbled a greeting. “Hi. I’m Jack, EROS’s dance instructor and sometimes choreographer when he gets too lazy to come up with his own moves,” Jack introduced himself. “I’m Elena…” I began introducing myself. “EROS’s favorite manager…” Jack completed my sentence for me in his very own words. I’m…EROS’s favorite manager?

the man greats. "Jack," Gerwulf greets the man, sitting close enough next to me that our elbows touch. I shy away slightly, stilling as he lets out a low growl. "Beautiful morning isn't it?" Jack gives a bright smile and relaxes back into the chair. "Cut the shit. Why are you here?" Gerwulf blurts out and crosses his arms over his chest.

The incessant ringing finally stopped. "Ciao Boy Wonder. Congratulations on proving me right. Goremaster was… unworthy," said Marino. "Lance is dead," Jack announced from across the room. "Boy Wonder isn't looking so hot either. Guess you fucked yourself, Roberto. You egoistical son of a bitch," Jack spat out, delivering the words like he didn't have a care in the world. "How could you allow this to happen? I told you one had to live. You're a dead man, Switzerland," Marino thundered, in a rare show of weakness.