Novel & Cerita Jacob Black

They were lead inside the personal meeting room. Jake is the CEO of brown co -Operation, brown co -Operation is One of the most famous company in Country YP. He is Known as the center of attention and attraction. Jake is a famous and very rich billionaire Business man. He is very ruthless, and he causes damages without regret. He powerful but his powers are dark, infact darker than the color black. One thing people don't know about him is that he is an Alpha Werewolf, Infact his is the Alpha of all existing alphas.

His fists clenched around the glass. "Trouble with the missus?" A voice snapped him out of his thoughts. Jake turned, finding a man in a long coat sliding into the seat across from him. His eyes gleamed with something sharp. Predatory. Jake sighed. "What do you want?" The man smirked. "I hear you’ve got a bone to pick with a certain Damien Blackwood." Jake stiffened. "What’s it to you?" The man leaned in. "Lucky for you, I know exactly what he is. And I know how to take him down."

Drops of rain falls on his expensive blazer. Quick question…How wouldn't today be my day? This dude just fucking saved my day. A fucking god came down from heaven and was holding an umbrella over my head, and it's not my day? Ha ha ha, I laugh in European cause you know he's European. The whole world should have opened up and swallowed me but in a good way. "Um…forgive my manners…I am Cameron Black!" Ha! A handsome name for a handsome man! "...Krystal Gomez!" I feel like my voice is too jumpy or maybe not. Is my voice jumpy?

I couldn’t help but smile at the fascination that sparked in his eyes. “What on bloody earth is that?” he asked. “A magic mirror,” I teased before explaining to him the best way I could what exactly a television set was. I asked if he wanted to watch a movie, recalling the extensive DVD collection we’d found earlier that night. I asked him to pick a movie and he returned with two interesting picks: Chicago and the Godfather. It was almost a reflection of the kind of person that he was – a musician and a killer whose loyalty to family stood above all else – either way, tormented, with darkness constantly looming over him.

He asked as he sat back, waiting for me to answer him. I took a seat in front of the desk. "Well, I have a business proposition for you, but I don't do anything with people I don't know." "Really?" He eyed me for quite a long time before he spoke again. "The name is Steven... Steven Black and as of a week ago I took charge in the absence of the Rogue King." He smirked as he leaned forward on his desk. "Now that you know who I am, who are you, and what do you want?"

Dark blonde hair somehow looking tousled and messy yet perfectly placed. As Theo steps aside, Jax comes fully into view. He’s dressed in a simple black t-shirt, the fabric straining against his thick biceps and broad chest. It does little to disguise his impressive physique underneath- the dips and curves of firm, hard-earned muscle. His jeans sit low on his hips, a perfect fit. As I drag my gaze back up to his face, I see that he’s checking me out, too, raking his eyes over my body. They pause and linger on my bare legs- I’m in a loose, long-sleeved navy cotton dress, and while it’s not the cutest thing I own it’s comfortable as hell. From Jax’s hungry gaze, he seems to approve.

“The eldest son?” Belle repeated, her curiosity immediately piqued. Ethan smiled warmly and continued stroking her hair. “Yes,” he said. “My older brother. He hated being placed on a pedestal simply because he was a DelValle.” Belle nodded thoughtfully. “So that’s why he isn’t with you managing the company?” “Exactly.” A faint, amused smile curved Ethan’s lips. “He was the family rebel—the black sheep who seemed to exist solely to cause trouble. He wanted nothing to do with the DelValle name or the fortune attached to it.”

greets Sebastian, with a firm handshake and a wide grin. The man, like everybody else dresses impeccably, but his suit ruffles under his curves. Sebastian nods a greeting to the man addressing the entire conference room, moving about with his stout build, and broad shoulders. “Everyone, I’d like you all to meet River Kennedi.” Sebastian pulls everyone’s attention towards him, even River who reddens under the scrutiny of the men. “New kid on the block,” Jacob steps up offering River a hand that he briefly shakes. “I hear Mr. Black has big plans for you,” he smiles and river reddens from his smiling and welcoming gaze.

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His chapped lower lip was bleeding from a small cut and I wanted to just kiss away the blood and the pain. I wouldn't stop getting butterflies, I got them every time I looked into his eyes, I knew he wouldn't stop running through my mind for the rest of my life. "Oh wait! Alpha Travis, the one you told me about back in New York!" Jacob uttered with a smile. "Who is this guy?" Travis raised a questioning brow. "Someone I met just once in New York and told my life history." I smiled and Jacob's serene smile met mine. "I am Jacob, Jacob banners, alpha of the black paw pack, obviously not from your community and also the key to finding your pups."