Novel & Cerita Jacob X Edward

Jacob walked after Xavier towards the elevator when he reported, "Mr Bryant, our men are after Mr Edens. They will know his whereabouts by tonight." "What was his purpose?" Jacob looked around and sounded stammered, "Like you guessed he was... he was going to make a move on... On Mrs Bryant tonight. But it's strange, he suddenly left. Our men were in hiding, they were ready to beat his @ss but he left Mrs Bryant here. It's as if he felt guilty." Hearing him Xavier looked at his wife who was sleeping in his arms. She was so pure, innocent like a sprout. "Xay, aren't you still going to tell her the truth? Mr Edens has some ulterior motives, she is misunderstanding you and trusting the wrong gu

Their demeanor is no doubt very similar to that of a child. "I'm telling the truth. Edward was even at a party in Birmingham on the night of the incident with the women. He was willing to postpone his pleasures and then drove his own car for hours when he heard you were in an accident. I'm the only one in London who can see you the next morning. Look how considerate your best friend is." "Wait! Wait." Jacob was heard interrupting Nicholas. He seemed to want to explain what he had just heard. "Edward to Birmingham for a party? With the ladies? Aren't you kidding, Rich?" said Jacob with a severe expression as he looked at his best friend's face.

Jacob held Ace’s hand, assuring “Your dad will understand. You are his son, his blood, after all.” Ace let out a nervous laugh hearing him. He said “I don’t know what exactly will happen but I’m sure I have to face a lot.” Jacob’s grip on Ace, tightened. He spoke with utmost sincerity “And I will be with you, always.” Jacob had his drink and held his forehead, mumbling “Before everything, I should talk to Edwin. I owe him an apology and an explanation.” Their conversation was interrupted with Edwin’s voice. They both turned their heads back and saw Edwin, looking around calling out Ace’s name.

But now the memory sharpened. Mr. Harris had asked Edward and John Andrew, the one everyone called Hot John, to gather firewood. Jake hadn’t been chosen, but he pushed his way in, insisting he’d help. He went with them. And Edward never came back. How could Jake…? Oh God. No. My chest heaved. I stumbled back, shaking my head. “No. No, don’t—don’t say that.”

Perfection, that is all I could say about my life with Jake now. Everything was too perfect as if...it wasn't even real like it was all just a dream that could be snatched away if I dared to blink an eye. Jake was everything I have ever dreamed of, he was too handsome with a body built for a Greek God but he worked for it day and night. Working out was like something werewolves had to do without even thinking about it, they just did it because it's in their nature. Jake cared for me, I couldn't complain really but ever since he found out he was born of royalty he has been...distracted.

Gemma asked looking at the papers the man had left behind. "About?" "Jake. He's doing something and he doesn't want me to know about it." Gemma often confided in Edward, he used to be her husband's assistant, so she trusted him. "Maybe it has nothing to do with the company, he wouldn't do anything concerning the group generally without your awareness." Edward said his thoughts. "I know, that's why I'm more interested, he rarely wants to be involved in the entertainment and media, and he doesn't have a dynamic relationship with Brown, you get what I mean?"

A bossy guy passenger hailed her, forcing her to turn around, and she grumbled when she saw that fussy man again. Jacob Alejandro is a Filipino-Mexican businessman and most influential business man across the globe, his face is all over the magazine and news. Though he is a successful man he can’t deny that there is something missing in his life but he did not let it affect his life and performance in his career. His father believes that he is born to soar high that’s why he focused in his work that he forgets how to love and at his age of thirty one… he is still a bachelor.

“He’s hiding something. He always says he’s protecting Serena, that everything he does is for her safety. But now? He won’t help. He won’t fight. He won’t even speak about it.” “I don’t get it either,” Edward admitted. “Serena is his only daughter. His little girl. If someone had taken my mate, I’d be burning the world down to find her.” Jacob’s voice was tight with frustration. “You know what I think? I think Father knows something. Maybe not where she is, but who’s behind it.” “You think he’s protecting someone?” Edward’s voice dropped. Jacob didn’t answer immediately. He looked toward Alexandro, who hadn’t moved an inch. The Alpha looked carved from stone—so still, so silent, but clearly

Letta could guess that the lengthy debate they had been conducting since earlier would be won by her husband. Jacob was really giving Marco an unfriendly look when Marco ended the argument, stating that Jacob and his family had no rights to the Jovanka assets. Edward held their signatures that transferred all the assets inherited to Edward, because of Jovanka's past downturn that made Edward work hard to revive the Jovanka name as it is now.

“And secondly, who the hell is Jacob?” “Melanie. It’s Melanie.” Her voice came out in an even bigger rush, the words practically tripping over themselves. “And Jacob is the man that I want to marry, wanted to marry and now Mr. Edgewood is going to kill him because he is an obstacle. That was what he said. And then he just disappeared, like vanished, and he is going to kill Jacob so you have to help me stop him. I didn’t want any of this. I don’t want Jacob to die. So please, I am begging you.”