Novel & Cerita James From Unspeakable

James' voice sounded beside me and at the same time his hand pulled me along. I resisted his pull at first but then, an unexpected person showed up from the inside of the upfront tunnel. It was Mr. Pompous. The moment his eyes made contact with mine from the distance, he halted sharply. "Fvck!" James cursed and opened fire at him with the pistol. Mr. Pompous was fast enough to roll away. "C'mon..." James pulled me and this time, I went with him. My mental state was in utter mess and that's the only action I flowed with.

he inquired. "Yes, Uncle, but I have something to inform you about before I go," James replied. "Okay, I'm all ears," Matteo said, giving James his full attention. James took a deep breath, steeling himself for what he was about to say. "So, firstly, I wanted to apologize regarding the rumors about Naomi on the internet. She's not at fault; I am. I was the one who called her to the club last night. I was drunk and couldn't get home myself, so I called her to help me out," James confessed, causing Matteo's mouth to gasp in surprise as he looked at Naomi.

DAMIEN'S POV I flew back to New York feeling like I'd been gutted. James picked me up from the airport, took one look at my face, and didn't ask questions until we were back at the penthouse. "That bad?" "Worse." I poured myself a drink I probably shouldn't have with my medications, then poured it down the sink. "She told me everything. James, I was a monster to her." "You weren't a monster. You were just—"

" I was scared of the answer but I needed to know, I didn't remember much from last night, nothing after the party in fact. ”No, fucking unconscious girls isn't really my thing.” He said crossing his arms over his chest and smiling at me, a devious smile yet caring eyes, I couldn't read him. Reading people had always been easy for me, but this man, James, I couldn't for the life of me figure him out. His blunt answer drew all the blood from my body, up to my face. something that clearly didn't go unnoticed by the hulk imitator standing in front of me as I saw a smirk growing big on his face, he was enjoying this.

he said, and his voice felt flat and dead, “I will slice your throat open. I won’t hesitate to do it, Noah.” I froze in place. I could not breathe. This was not the James I knew. This was not the boy who used to laugh with me until our stomachs hurt. This was not the boy who stayed up late talking to me on the phone. This was not the boy who protected me whenever things got hard at school. This was someone else. This was someone who felt completely broken inside. Ren took a sudden step forward. He looked ready to speak. James noticed Ren's movement immediately. He pushed the knife harder against my skin. “I am not joking!” he warned. “If you take one more step toward me, I will do it. I will

“Sarah. She drove off crying like her world ended. I’ve never seen someone cry like that. I think she’s gone for good.” Another pause. “No one saw me,” he added. “I’ll keep watching.” The call ended. Inside the mansion, the pain was loud. James collapsed onto his knees in the middle of the compound, his cries echoing against the walls of the estate. He didn’t care who saw him. He didn’t care how broken he looked. “She left,” he sobbed. “She left…” The staff stood frozen, shocked, whispering among themselves. Mrs. Salvador covered her mouth, tears filling her eyes. She had never seen James like this. Never seen him so completely undone.

I will not" he announced in resentment kicking off the small stool by his side with his foot in anger, before running into his room in pain. He was too ferocious that he refused to eat his dinner. "I am not going anywhere I must find her. She can't just come and mess up my feelings and leave just like that". He said as hot tears ran down his cheeks. James was elegant, intelligent, and arrogant, with a strong personality. However, he also gets too emotional at any little thing. Ever since the death of his mother, he cries at any little provocation even though he is a grown-up now. The next morning James found himself in front of Mira's house.

Demi asked, making James smile before he took a sip of his drink. “What? Really?” Dallas asked him, effectively drawing Demi’s attention to them. Even the sub who was getting tended to, turned around to look at James. “I can’t say she’s vanilla,” James finally said after being pressured by their eyes. “Then? Is she kinky?” Demi asked and James chuckled. “No, she is a blank sheet of paper,” James said, and they all froze. “She isn’t a minor, right?” Demi asked, voicing everyone’s thoughts.

Alexander couldn't bear to see his son in such a pitiful state. James didn't immediately notice Hazel's arrival because he was sitting with his back to the door, staring out the window while swinging his bound legs. “James,” Hazel called softly. “Haha... it seems like I'm starting to hallucinate again. Zia is coming to see me.” Instead of responding to Hazel's call, James spoke to himself. Carefully, Hazel stepped closer. “It's not a hallucination,” she said. Instantly, James turned and froze, staring at Hazel in front of him. His mouth was open, his eyes didn't blink at all, as if he didn't want Hazel to disappear from his sight after he blinked.

-It wouldn't be the first time that I saw a naked woman and I guarantee you that I wouldn't see anything new. -Is this serious? -Really? I would give you a coin if I saw something new. -Screw you! -I would, but I think I should help you up. If you ask for help, of course. -I won't ask for anything. - Great, then stay there. James started to leave and Esmeralda saw that he was serious. She had already been lying on that hard floor for a long time. -Wait! - James waited - Can you help me?