Jane Doe X Seth Lowell Novels & Stories

"Greetings, King Ethan!" Lowell slipped into his boxers and threw the blanket away. "What the fuck are you doing here, Ethan?" He asked and we both stared at the naked maid. "Common Wendy, get the fuck out, there's nothing more awkward looking than a naked maid in the position you are in." Lowell snapped. He threw her clothes at her and she gathered them up, sweeping them into her arms as she ran out of the room. "You might want to tell her not to head downstairs because…" I started to say but she was already gone. "Oh well." I stared at him. "You have the best of fun."

Could anyone tell them to get their asses off here? My and Seth's men were trying as much as possible to protect us, but it seemed like the journalists were so many today. How in the world had they known that we were coming over here? "Seth Lee, how are you dealing with your dad's death?" "Is it true that Harold Lee got killed by his wife?" "Louella Warren, is it true that you're pregnant with Seth's child?" "Are you planning to end your relationship with Seth?" "Louella, how are you dealing with your best friend's severe accident?"

Josephine stared at the man blankly. "Thanks for helping, Mrs. Price." Seth smiled as he expressed his gratitude to Ellie. Ellie smiled and said, "Go on, take her back." Seth nodded and squatted before Josephine, looking into her eyes with a smile. "Do you remember me?" Josephine observed the face before her for a long time. She couldn't recall anything, not even one image of him. She shook her head. Seth wasn't annoyed; he seemed to have seen this coming. He held Josephine's wrist, and Josephine intuitively cowered, which was useless because his grip was tight.

She stopped suddenly, her face going pale. "What is it?" Seth leaned closer. "This file...it's about his ex-wife." Seth's whole body went rigid. The temperature in the room seemed to drop ten degrees. Louis moved closer, placing a steady hand on Seth's shoulder. "You sure you want to see this?" Seth's jaw clenched. "Open it." The document was clinical and detached. It detailed the planning, the execution, and the cleanup. Reading it felt like having ice water poured down their spines.

Only then did I realize that it was all a setup by those two scumbags. He grabbed Jane's hand and the hand of my real son, Seth Huxley, and threw 500 dollars at me like it was charity. "Back then, Jane was tricked into having that brat. She's not like you... She's gentle and fragile and can't handle hardship, so I had no choice but to switch your babies. "This money is payment for your ten year prison stint and your reputation. You've got a criminal record, and I filed for divorce long ago to be with Jane. Seth also thinks you're not worthy of me, so you'd better take care of yourself."

"Don't sweat it. The wedding dress thing is all set. I knew Seth, the yes-man, would cave! "What if his mom made it before she died? It's hideous and outdated! Your revamped mini-skirt version is way more my style! "Seriously, if it wasn't for his trust-fund kid status, who'd stick with Mr. Stick-in-the-Mud? Imagine his face at the wedding tomorrow when he sees what I'm wearing. He'll probably go pale!" She turned the call volume down low, and whatever the guy said made Jane giggle and scold. "You're terrible! Tempting me so late at night~ Just wait, I'll take good care of you tonight, my love!"

(Jane’s POV) “Is that—” “She’s back. The Jane Frank.” “About time. I’ve missed her energy around here.” “Actually,” someone said, voice light but loaded, “it’s Jane Dole now. She’s not Frank’s wife anymore—she married Andrew Dole.” A pause. “Wait… the Andrew Dole?” “The billionaire himself.” “Wow. But let’s not act like she needed the upgrade. Her ex is rich too, and let’s not forget—she’s more than holding her own in the corporate world.”

Elior was stunned! Although he had seen her kneel to Sean without a shred of dignity, the feeling was even stronger when this woman was addressing him directly! Her lowliness and low self-esteem practically oozed out of her every word. "You lost a kidney, and all you can say is 'it's all in the past'?" Elior remembered that cocky and confident face from back then. Back then, Jane Dunn had many suitors from esteemed families, but this woman as she was now… He had thought that the three years had only changed her outward appearance, but it seemed that it had also emptied her of something deep inside her bones.

asked Jane. Doug was looking forward to fucking Jane and Beth was more than happy to fuck Greg. His cock had a nice girth even if it wasn't extremely long. Jane took charge and told Greg to go a chair. When he returned, she told him to sit on the chair. Sitting with his ass on the edge of the chair, his thick cock stood straight up. Jane next asked Beth to fuck Greg facing them so she could lick Beth's sodden pussy and suck Greg's balls. Beth removed the fox tail plug and set it on the floor. It was Jane's intent to be on her hands and knees between Greg's legs and to have Doug fuck her from behind. When Jane assumed her position, she watched Beth straddle Greg and for just a moment, Beth's

The next day, when Seth arrived, Damien had already vacated the premises. In the living area, Seth handed over the papers to Jane, "These are the resources I have gathered in the last few days. Please have a look." Jane was taken aback for a moment, took the documents and was a bit surprised, "So prompt?" "Thank you for acknowledging my work ability." Seth leaned back on the couch, his lips curved. Jane opened the script and scanned through it. After finishing one of them, she looked at Seth in amazement, "The fourth female lead in 'Red Makeup in Troubled Times'?"