James Deen Home Raided Novels & Stories

“You jumped into the sea, Eve. Your brother lost his mind with rage, and Miles wasn’t any better. “The two of them locked themselves in a room that night, talked for hours, and by the next morning, James had already started liquidating everything. “Oh, and they even sent people to Julian’s villa to strip it clean of anything that belonged to you.” I sat there, utterly frozen in shock.

"I'm sorry. There's something I need to take care of. It something to do with James and my men need me in the bunker. I've been working there all day. Although I want to be here on time with you so bad but I can't. I have to deal with it as soon as possible." I hadn’t heard that name since last month when Mr. Walker told me James was now in his dungeon. "What's wrong with him?" I enquired. Wondering what's up with him this time. He cleared his throat before speaking. "Unfortunately, death threats, murder and document forgery are not the only things he does. He is also involved in human trafficking in Pakistan." Obviously it's shocking news for me. I was stunned for a moment. " It has become

Looking at the unknown men in front of the wooden house, James frowned and walked over to them. “Halt.” The men blocked James’ path. One of them walked over to him and said coldly, “Search him.” James was not sure whether Thea was abducted here. He chose not to act recklessly and allowed his enemy to search him. James did not bring any weapons. All he brought were some silver needles and the steel wire formed by the Crucifier. However, all of the silver needles and even the Crucifier were confiscated.

The news was broadcasted from midnight until morning, those reporters were really boring, repeatedly talking about Samuel's matter, and even disclosed the current attitude of netizens towards the Reid family. The Reid family was indeed thrust into the spotlight this time, Cayden had retired from that position years ago, inevitably drawing attention. Lena sighed and heard the sound of a car engine outside, so she quickly stretched her neck. The car headlights swept across the window, and a sound came from outside the door. James came in through the door. She met James' gaze, then looked past him, Hunter was not there. "James, where is Mr. Reid?" James sneered and hung his coat on the nearby c

- Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Eduardo roared with rage. James Hardy had called him a few minutes ago, telling him about the ill-fated FBI raid on Senator Bernard McKeena's home. Apparently, he had spies inside the agency and already knew about part of the operation, so his men managed to get him out of prison, killing four federal agents and a detective in the process. It was obvious that at that moment he was preparing to leave the country. And maybe never come back. Something that raised every hair on Eduardo's body.

He don’t give anyone second chance and he’s going to continue being that Murder until he kill the person responsible for his parents death. But no one has ever call him a Murder. Aaron hit his car engine and speed up. Back in his mansion, Cynthia and her husband John walked in with laila. “Where is Aaron?” John angrily asked for James to bow his head. “He just left a while ago.” James said for John to scoff. “Always not around.” John said for James to bow. “The new maid?” Laila asked for James to respond. “Boss asked us to lock her up in her bedroom” James said for laila to walk upstairs. She open Amanda door to see scattered room and Amanda laying down on the floor.

the newscaster continued, "special police forces raided the Grigs Empire and arrested Mr. Bean Grigs. He is now in custody and will surely face charges for his crimes. As for James Grigs, there is still no information about his whereabouts. Authorities have released his pictures to the public. If anyone sees him or knows where he is, they are urged to report immediately to the police." "Jeez, this is hilarious," Vera’s voice came from behind me, snapping me out of the trance the TV had pulled me into. I turned, surprised to see her and Mrs. Carl in the doorway. "I didn’t know you were there," I said. Vera smirked. "I was about to eat when I heard the sound of the TV and the news. And I can’t

He had appeared at Zayn's chambers early that morning, and Zayn seemed quite obliged to help with his troubles. An hour later, they were still in a serious combat in the spar room, until Gamma Ambrose interrupted them. "Good morning, Veylor." He bowed. "Morning, Ambrose." Draekon turned away from a tired looking Zayn, toward Ambrose. "Is there a problem?" "I'm afraid, there is." Ambrose slowly nodded. "There was a rogue attack at Chief Doughan's residence last night." "Goddess. Is he alright?" Draekon asked.

His sharp blue eyes scanned the crowd before he began. “Thank you all for coming on such short notice,” he started, his voice controlled and authoritative. “I wish I were addressing you under better circumstances, but it seems certain individuals believe they can trespass on my property and steal from me without consequences.” A murmur rippled through the audience. Reporters leaned forward, recording every word. Brayden continued, “My home was recently invaded. Bugging devices were found in multiple rooms, including private areas where sensitive discussions take place. More concerning is that a highly confidential document belonging to my company was stolen—one containing future expansion pl

I quickly grabbed my phone and dialed James' number, ensuring that no one could overhear me while inside the car with the doors closed. "James, is anyone there with you?" "No, aren't you the one who just drove into the compound a few minutes ago?" he asked. "Yes. Is Mr. Adrian at home?" "No, he went to his parents' place. He'll be spending the night there." "Okay," I ended the call, feeling immense joy knowing that he hadn't taken Diana with him. But as I was about to open the door, a different thought struck me. It was something I never anticipated.