Novel & Cerita Jake English

Jake introduced. “Just Julia,” I corrected Jake. “Good evening, Mr. Alejandro.” I smiled, reaching a hand to him. He shook my hand. “Pleasure’s mine, Julia. I hope we get along.” I smiled. “Thank you, Mr. Alejandro.” “Just call me Luke,” he said kindly. “Luke. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” “It’s mine as well,” he said. “Can I steal Julia for a dance later, Jake?” “Sure, you’re the boss. I’m going to meet some friends out there. I’ll leave you two to dance.” Jake said, patting his friend’s shoulder, but before leaving, he leaned into my ear and whispered. “F.Y.I. He’s into blondes...”

He asked curiously slipping his phone into the pockets of his Balmacaan coat. “My name is Jake Mackenzie,” he said with a confident smug on his face as he stepped closer to Kayden. “It’s thanks to you, I lost my job yet, so I thought I should say hi, I guess billionaires such as yourself aren’t concerned about how difficult it is for an ex-convict to get a job.”

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.

Soon, they arrived at a lavishly decorated secret room. All of Jake’s subordinates kneeled on the floor, guns pointed at their heads. James sat on the couch, smoking a cigarette, appearing nonchalant about the massacre that had just taken place. “Where is Jake? Bring him here right now.” Jake had another identity — Jay Fallon, the medical genius in Cansington. Normally, he would not be here. One of his subordinates called him immediately. Right at that moment, Jake was discussing the annual medical competition with a few other well-respected doctors.

I was still in deep thoughts when I heard a male voice. "Hello , I am Jake" he said stretching forth his hand for a handshake. I realised he is the stranger I was admiring earlier. I noticed he was even more handsome than what I saw earlier, he was about 6 feet tall, well built and his six packs stuck out from his shirt. I also discovered he had the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen, short spiky hair which made him look more handsome and his voice sounded like that of an Angel. Well, I haven't seen any Angel in reality but I have seen them in movies.

“Oh, right. I know she is an Omega, and I can understand why you must be protective of her, but I care about her. And I know I can treat her right.” “Are you in the university?” Declan asks. “No, I, uh… Well I was…” Jake’s fingers dance nervously on the back of his notecards. “I dropped out.” “What do you do for work, then?” Hugh asks. “I work in my dad’s garage. He fixes cars.” “Are you a mechanic?” Wes asks. “Uh… no. I answer the phones,” Jake replies. He lowers his head, embarrassed. “You want to father Ollie’s children,” Declan says and I cringe hearing it aloud again. “How do you expect to support them longterm?”

Not a man. By the time I return inside, his eyes follow me, I look away but I feel them, I can also feel him teasing me, too bad, he chose the wrong person to tease, nothing has ever come between myself and a job. “The ID is real, a high school graduate, works as a free lance art curator, no priors, maybe wrong place, wrong time?” Jake asks watching me. Jake is the quiet, smart kid of this team, he for some reason looks up to me and while this might appeal to others, it makes my stomach clench.

Natalie "So, Natalie. Can I call you Natalie? What I'm really curious about is whether you're single, because I've been thinking we could grab dinner and discuss my...athletic performance in more detail." Oh brother. I mentally roll my eyes while keeping my expression professionally neutral. Believe it or not, out of all the players I've interviewed so far, Jake Morrison has been the most entertaining and the goofiest. It’s odd for a guy who's a Dallas Titans wide receiver with enormous pressure on his shoulders.

Jacob approached me as I walked into the kitchen. “So what’s the deal boss, why are we here?” I grabbed the bottle of scotch from the self and a glass. I poured myself a glass and sipped it. Jacob stared at me waiting for an answer. I flashed a devilish grin at him. “We are going to war.” He looked at me, confused. “With who and why?” I finished my drink and set the glass down. “Joseph King. He shouldn’t have double-crossed me.”

And I couldn't wait for Avery to wake up and see what an amazing person he was. "Come on. It can't be that bad." "It is bad." Jake laughed, wheezing a little before drawing in deep breaths. "So what do you do?" He asked when I said nothing. "Oh. I'm a waitress at a club." I answered, swiping my hair behind my ears. "That's cool. I code. I build mobile apps and games. I'm currently working on one right now. Wanna see?" Jake asked, pulling out a laptop from his bag.