Its Jeff Novels & Stories

Jeffery continued. "Who's worried to her!" James curtly replied evasively. Jeff smirked even more at the man he considered family. James was an introvert. He never shares feeling with others. Moreover, James never had a lover like the other mafia bosses. He was playing with women with no strings attached for sexual desire only. Soon, Earth returns, and Doctor Jeff injects medicine to reduce Delilah's fever. "If her fever doesn't go down by morning, take her to my clinic. I hope no infection occurred. Good evening gentlemen, I need to rest!" said Jeff Alejandro casually. Grey immediately took Jeff's bag to escort him out.

“Uncle Sam! Can we get ice cream now? The tall man is staring weird.” Samuel’s deep voice carried warmth as he ruffled Ethan’s hair. “In a moment, champ. Let Mommy handle this.” His eyes locked onto Jeffrey’s, cool and unyielding. “I’m the man who was there when she had nothing. The one who helped raise these incredible kids while you were busy playing house with your high school fantasy.” Jeffrey’s eyes flashed with raw, primal jealousy. He took a staggering step forward, fists clenched at his sides. “Who the hell do you think you are? Those are my children!”

“It’s you, Jeff. You still look very-“ I stared at his almost ragged brown trousers and a red shirt with yellow stains on it. He had become worse than the last time I saw him, almost a year back. I was pregnant by then, my belly so big and my cheeks on the verge of exploding. “Forget it,” he said. “You’re doing quite well but have forgotten your first friends.” Friends? Were we ever friends? I did not remember that part. I was lost for words. “But if there’s one thing that never fails to make an appearance, it’s karma. And it will come for you. Sooner than you expect. Mark my words, Lena Kamara. Or is it Lena Elliot?” “Jeff, what-“ He walked away immediately. I wanted to chase after him for

said a boy with black hair and blue eyes. "She's is my chick." Jeffrey said, chuckling, looking at my face. I blushed and looked away, taking a baby step away from his. I wasn't used to all of this attention. "Uhh, she is blushing!" said another guy with light brown hair and brown eyes. He put his arms around me. Jeffrey pulled me out of the crowd and put his arms around my neck. "Guys, this is Moonlight Jade, my future wife and this is my crew." Jeffrey said, smirking at everyone. Everyone gasped. I looked into all of the girls' eyes. They are all twinkling, staring at Jeffrey. I looked at Jeffrey. He makes it seems like he doesn't notice the girls staring at him like they want to eat him.

Jeff is standing in front of Danny's desk and talking to her about some legal document. "Hey, Jeff, my man. What's up?" I ask as I move closer to the desk. Jeff turns and a large smile spreads across his face. He's a good guy. "We don't have an appointment, but I can always make time for you, Van. I've been betting on a paternity suit for a few years now." He laughs, like this is the funniest joke on earth.

“Well yeah,if you put it that way” “Speak of the devil”.Jeffery walked in with a bag in his hands and I saw a pizza pack in his other hand.He was old and had grey hairs,he was a little bit fat and he wore a butler suit.Aiden took it from his hands and came back to me.Jeffery left. “So you’re like Batman or something?” He chuckled “I am Batman”.We both laughed and started eating and talking. After a while,we were both filled up so we rested.

I said it, but he didn't reply. “Did you think I was being cruel, Jeff?” I asked, as I looked at my assistant. Jeff wasn't just my assistant but a soul brother. We had been together for a long time, so maybe my approach this time was too brutal, and we could do it Jennifer's way. “I don't understand what you mean, boss.”

“I was just . . . Aarav goes to my school. We walked home together earlier today, and I waved at you. I live just a few blocks from here!” “I know what you are. What you want.” Spit sprayed through a gap between the man’s two front teeth. “To corrupt my son, make him like you. Disgusting thing.” Jeff tried to pry apart the man’s fingers. “No, it’s not what it looks like. I mean, I’m not what I look like.” Struggling was pointless. “I know I look different, but it’s just my face. I’m harmless! Really, I am!” Jeff hit the ground again, and Mr. Jain dug a heel in his chest. “I see through you. Keep away from my son, you hear me?”

I find a spot by the window and settle in, scanning the room while I wait for Jacob. That’s when Jeff walks in. Jeff has this effortless kind of presence. He’s tall, with sharp features softened by an easy smile. His slightly ginger hair is perpetually tousled, like he just stepped out of a photoshoot, and his gray eyes seem to pierce through everything they land on. He comes from a family of influential politicians. People whose names get mentioned in the news, but you’d never guess it from the way he carries himself. “Mara,” he says, spotting me and making his way over. “Mind if I join you?”