Jared Insecure Novels & Stories

So I call Jared. “Hey, Baby,” Jared sounds as stressed as I can feel he is. “There is a huge security hole in this software. The interns hacked it. I can’t sell this if it’s that variable.” I decide not to discuss this with him right now. He needs something else. “I am just calling to tell you that you are the most brilliant man I know and I believe you will find the solution tonight,” I smile into the phone. Jared lets out a long sigh. “You have no idea how much that means to me. I love you so much. I don’t know what I did right in my life to be honored to be yours, but I know I’m not good enough.”

"Do you think of my love for you so little that I’d be swayed by another?" I gulp. "Jared isn’t just another. He’s someone you’ve come to know and someone you once gave a chance to know you on a deeper level than others." "So you’re not confident that I love you enough to not be swayed by him?" "I’m—" I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I know she loves me. Hell, I feel it but I can’t help this feeling. This feeling of being scared she’d be taken from me. I feel so fucking insecure when it comes to Jared, and I never feel insecure. I can’t tell why. Is it because she chose him repeatedly all those times she pushed me away? Or is it because he isn’t scared to push through her boundaries? Or is

Deep down, Jared was a proud man. Back when he returned to the Ford family, it had only taken him four years to seize control of everything, silencing the whispers about his illegitimacy. Now, no one dared to mention his past anymore. The old insecurities seemed like a distant memory, erased. But when he faced Samuel, the contrast felt like staring into a mirror. It was terrifying to think of Samuel as a competitor. That was exactly why Jared felt a sense of danger and unease swirling inside him like a storm.

“Are you feeling shy? I’ve treated many patients before, both men and women. There’s no need to be embarrassed.” Jared responded, his voice cold and cuttingly, “Have you treated other men? How many? Tell me.” His words hung in the air, and an awkward tension filled the room. Julia couldn’t help but wonder if Jared’s mysophobia was at play – was he uncomfortable knowing that she had treated other men before? Amused by the thought, Julia couldn’t help but imagine the plight of Jared’s future wife, should he react this way to any interaction with other men. Pushing aside her musings, Julia focused on her task, preparing to work on the lower part of Jared’s body. She discreetly admired his physi

Pascal questioned worriedly. " Don't be such a crybaby, what's the big deal with meeting that dick." Jared cussed as he wear his jacket." I was cautious enough to make him come see me in the lounge. " He added " What if he bribe those assholes? You know they hate you and would do anything to get rid you! " Pascal nagged " You making me wanna punch you. I'm not a baby who would fall into a trap or do something out of plan. " Jared say as he spray perfume around himself

“ I am Jared , nice to meet you “ he said, stretching his hands for a shake . Jared had one of the most impressive looks and I wouldn’t deny that . His tattoos were obvious from the short sleeve he wore . I could tell he was dangerous , but at the same time there was still something about him that I just couldn’t put my hands on . “Rissa “ I replied, finally taking his hands and he shined as he rubbed them softly while I pulled my hands off . “ So Rissa , tell me why you decided to come here with Trevor , what are you to him ?” I didn’t know if I should answer this man or not , but there was just something about this question that seemed a bit off .

Jared cleared his throat nervously and fuck, he was so lucky he wasn't standing in front of me right now. “I–” Jared stammered on the other end of the line, desperately searching for an excuse that could appease my anger. “I-I honestly don't know, sir. It's... it's like someone leaked the information, but I can assure you it wasn't intentional. We have strict security measures in place to protect your privacy.” “Well, those security measures obviously failed!” Azriel snapped, his frustration boiling over. “I trusted you to handle this, Jared. This is not the first time something like this has happened. I need answers, not excuses!”

He believed every word that he said. Leaning back, I just stared at him. Oh one hand, this is a great play by Jared but still there are so many holes in it that I can’t even begin to imagine how they are going to achieve this. “Jared’s pack was a huge disaster and it is taking awhile to get it straightened out. What do you need? Protection?”

Jared immediately went down on his knees, he couldn’t go to Area Dars, that place was a war zone. Anything could kill him. He could get shot by a stray bullet or worse he might get bombed. Jared shivered at the thought of getting bombed, he hadn’t even met the girl of his dreams. He was too young to die. “I was just talking nonsense boss, of course you know what is best for the company,” Jared pleaded. Alex simply stared as his secretary in amusement, a self satisfied smile tugged at his mouth.

“You were there too, weren’t you? He was carrying you.” The guy’s blue eyes went a little distant. “Yeah. That was me.” He tried to move, but Calder pinned him to his side. “Let go, will you? Jesus.” He tugged himself away, Calder reluctantly allowing it. “I’m Jared,” he said. “And you’re safe here. Completely. I was going to call you soon, I’d gotten distracted. We had some trouble, and then we went to freaking Canada—anyway. Long story.” He’d come close enough to touch. Jared. Who’d been in the same place as me, had been broken enough, like me, to be useless in the escape—but stood here in front of me, looking mostly recovered, at home, safe and sound.