Novel & Cerita Is Jake Andrich Gay

Dumb, so very dumb. My parents know Christian is gay, my whole family for that matter, after meeting his camp side last night and hearing all about his boyfriend, and I doubt Jake’s “Gaydar” is that broken. He was chatting to Christian long enough before Arrick boarded the jet to see enough to figure it out. Before macho mask came into play and Christian implemented his “let’s make Arry jealous” plan. “Right!” Jake lifts an eyebrow my way, sarcastic toned and that hint of smile hits home immediately that, yes, he knows; he is fully aware.

"No. Johanna wouldn't leave me. She's just mad and hiding. I'll apologize to her." He tried to barge in, but security threw him out onto the street. Replaying everything, Jake felt something was off. Sarah's story seemed shaky, and my pain felt real. Unease grew inside him. After a moment of hesitation, he went to a hospital for an AIDS test. When the results came out positive, his world collapsed. He tested at two other hospitals, only to get the same result. He broke down, sobbing in the hospital corridor. Then his assistant sent a report of their investigation. Those men showing up at Sarah's apartment were all her secret lovers.

His brown curls were all over the place, covering his eyes and he looked like he just grabbed the first thing he found to wear. Jake laughed, seeing my confused look. “My friends aren’t exactually the best examples to get a girlfriend. I mean, Ari is now, but you know how he used to be.” I nodded. I knew all too well. “Well, I haven’t met my mate yet. But if I do, I want to treat her like a queen. I want to be worthy of her.” Her. So he wasn’t gay. I smiled at Jake, “just be you. You’re already worthy. You don’t need to change or become better. That you actually care, is enough.” I joked, “just don’t make a list of women you want to screw.”

The entire table collapsed into uncontrollable laughter. “Bro!” Jakes shouted, pointing at him. “You are a fool. You are an idiot!” They clinked glasses again, laughing louder, some of them almost spilling their drinks. Adrian, wiping a tear from his eye, grew a bit serious. “But you know, it is not like I don’t love my wife. Of course I do. But at the end of the day, we are men. Yes, we are men. And it is in our nature to have more than one woman.”

He took my first orgasm, tasted me in his royal mouth, and made me taste pleasure with just his tongue. From that tongue of his, I could easily conclude that he is a good, amazing, and strong King. He was amazing in giving pleasure to women, how come he is not good in leading the wilding forest? He is the best, I must say. To say the least, I am not really a supporter of Alpha Jacob. He is handsome, yes. He has a good body built, yes. His beard made him more manly that when he licked me down there, I felt it tickling on my skin.

It was the designated smoking section of the church, and there were a handful of guys taking advantage of it. "Jake Isaac. How are you, son?" One of the older guys turned and extended his hand. "You still up in New England, son?" "A Yankee now, hm, boy?" Another one moved in for his handshake. "Not sure you can take the country out of the boy, Mr. Jackson." Jake shook hands as the guys gave him hell. He shot the shit with them for a few minutes until Kari moved toward him. "Who's this pretty thing?" Mr. Jackson moved up and extended his hand. "Please don't tell me you're dating this rascal."

He declared making my eyes go wide. "Nothing you do will help her plain Jane looks but you can try your best" Katie taunted smiling smugly in my direction, I ignored her as I glared at her boyfriend. "You cannot force me to marry you Jake, I'm mated to Jet and you know that!" I yelled, aware of the way the stylists were staring at me like I have lost my mind. According to them, who wouldn't want to marry Jacob Xavier? One of New York's finest most eligible bachelors and an under 30 CEO in the Forbes list. Only if they know the kind of monster he was.

I was finally married to the love of my life. I could not resist his blue eyes as they seemed to pierce into my very soul. Even though my union with Jake could cause a lot of problems and pose huge threat to my life, I was ready to take the risk. Damien already warned me to stay away from him, instead I gave myself to him and married him. I could only expect the worse from him when he finds out, I need to let Jake know of the deal I had with him but not at that moment. I would just play along and enjoy the moment since I didn't want us to have any issues. And tell him later, I was married to Jake Romania, son and heir of the famous oil billionaire and nobody could change that.

“Ew. Hell no. I’m not doing that. I’m not gay.” Chris’s jaw tightened. “What does being gay have to do with saving a life? This is life or death, man!” He half yelled. “The least you could do is try, for fuck's sake since part of the reason he is in this state is because of you.” Jake scoffed, shaking his head like he was proud of himself. “Cut the bullshit. You know exactly why I did what I did. I saved the Queen. If his girlfriend had lived, it would have been her instead. That’s the rule of the game. Somebody always dies.” He smirked. “Besides, there are plenty of chicks out there. Dave will find another one, pussy is pussy.”

the guy with the wavy blonde hair jokes once we’re within earshot. Reid leans in toward me, slipping an arm around my shoulders. “Don’t listen to Jax,” he murmurs teasingly. “He’s just salty that so many of these females can kick his ass.” “I heard that,” Jax calls, shooting Reid a glare. He slides his gaze over to me. “For the record, Serena, that’s not true.” “Sure it isn’t,” the Jason Momoa lookalike chuckles, tucking Astrid under his arm.