Novel & Cerita Janet Guzman Drake

Hannah laughed, "why wouldn't ya?" "I- I don't know." Janice stammered, lowering her eyes to the table. Her cake was untouched. She sipped her tea hastily and then let out a sigh. After a short pause, she continued. "Hannah, you don't understand, Drake is an asshole. He's selfish, egoist and a pervert! He certainly doesn't care about me." To her surprise, she could feel the tears stinging in her eyes. She shut her eyes abruptly in a bid to stop the tears from flowing.

Drake said, chasing his breath. "You know we can't talk here, Drake. My Dad will kill me. And how on earth did you know my number?" "It doesn't matter, Jaz. It won't take long. Please, I just want to tell the truth. I'm done with the lying." Jaz ceased in what she perceived. "What truth, Drake?" "I'm not in love with Gwen. She's my cousin.." "What?!" Jaz utters in disbelief on her face. "I know! I was wrong, and now I'm trying to do it right."

He gave Gomez a respectful nod. Gomez led her up the stairs and when they reached the top he led her over to the sofa and quickly took off her jacket, before taking her handbag. She’d left her duffel in the car. Then he sat back, drawing her down with him. “Is Drake all right? Maybe I should go to him. That really wasn’t necessary.” “It fucking was. Now sit here and prepare yourself.” “For what?” “Hurricane Saber.” Saber wasn’t happy.

Janet said to me surprisingly, which made me know that she was in Mikel's chamber before and maybe she came to check up on me. "I'm fine," I said and Janet stared at Mikel with a beautiful smile curved on her pretty yellow face as she was indeed a beautiful dragon woman and she said to Mikel, "I guess my work here is done now, your majesty, can I leave now?" Janet seemed happy as her cheeks flushed red but I frowned and stared away from her, knowing she might already be aware of what Mikel had done to me as she was obviously their physician and so I left Mikel's bedroom not waiting for Mikel's response to her.

“Maybe this weekend. I have some dealing with Jake Elon, the new CEO of Elon Conglomerate. If your mother plays her cards right, I may snatch an Elon to be a father for you.” “Right, look, I’m busy and heading back,” Drake said, downing the rest of his drink and heading upstairs. “Drake, dear, try not to go too extreme with this one. I’ve had to compensate quite a few already.” Sharon said, heading back outside to her lounger. “Can’t be helped; they are all too weak,” Drake answered her back as he closed his door, and the sound of a whip was heard with muffled sounds of pleasure.

The old lady replied. "But, old madam isn't here now and whatever I say is a command" She said and the old lady nodded. "Same goes to Butler Jameson and Agnes." She replied and a voice distracted them. "Butler Jameson, I told you I want to watch cartoons, can't you do that for me?" Drake said and Evelyn stared at him in shock. 'He is truly the CEO Drake Valentino, Anonymous' Evelyn thought and Drake also stared at her. He was also shocked to find out that Anonymous 2 is the one she is getting married to.

"Drake." Jessica exclaimed. She couldn't believe her eyes. Her legs started to tremble, unable to hold her up anymore. Her heart felt like it was being pounded, with something she couldn't identify. She now understood why she had a bad feeling coming here, Drake was in there with another woman.

I asked flooding Drake with so many questions, at this point I was desperate to know what the problem was. “Dante‘s real girlfriend is in the pack, and trust me she is no Vanessa,” Drake said leaving me in shock and utter disbelief.

He had been relentless, pushing my new speed until my muscles ached with a satisfying, unfamiliar burn. I pulled off my helmet, my hair damp, and skated toward the exit tunnel. Damian was speaking with Jenkins, the corporate liaison, a short distance away, his posture stiff, projecting the CEO’s familiar, untouchable authority. This small, crucial distraction was the opening Kael was waiting for. Just as I stepped onto the rubber matting off the ice, a figure detached itself from the shadows near the water fountain. Julian Drake. Kael. He was impeccably dressed, carrying the effortless, predatory calm of a snake waiting for a mouse. He looked genuinely concerned, a performance I now saw thro

Drake’s voice had become softer at the end because that part of his life wasn't something he liked to talk about and only a few of his pack members knew exactly where he'd been and what he'd been doing. “Fucking Justin and his big mouth.” “So, Reese Willowby will become Mrs Madden in a weeks’ time and never know you saved her from Justic Michaels and his perverted ways,” Drake said evenly. “Yeah, listen, I’m heading back now but I’m thinking of making a detour. I need a fucking drink after last night.”