Jared Leto Young Novels & Stories

I am already frustrated, and I think it will add more to my frustration if he talks. Then we heard the organizers call us as we were about to walk on the red carpet. "On this day, a child from one of the greatest and most powerful families in the country was born! Celebrating his sixth birthday, let us welcome, together with his beloved parents, Jared Lopez Falcon, son of Miss Pennelope Lopez and Mr. Ethan Falcon!" Jared was in between us as we walked on the red carpet. Everyone looked at us as they stopped everything that they were doing.

Leon scoffed coldly, finally pulling back his murderous aura. Looking at the scene, Ava and the others were dumbfounded. They could not believe their eyes. Jared was the second son of the Wests. He was someone incredibly notable, not even taking a step back in front of Jenson Wick at all, even managing to pull one over Jenson. Yet, after finding out who Leon was, Jared had actually broken an arm and knelt down to apologize. What was happening?

He did a perfect job carrying on the families legacy. His wife, Artemis was also seated at the dining, all waiting for Jared's arrival. "My poor boy must have gotten soft, we shouldn't have allowed him have a peak of normal life! " Artemis, Jared's mother broke the silence with a teary voice. She was vehemently against the fact that they let Jared out of the mountain before his very first assignment. Now he was an established billionaire in the real world, wouldn't that affect the Zolydk business?

He looked familiar as well. “You must be Leah.” He smiled, as I stood to attention in front of the sofa. He outstretched his hand as I looked at him confused. “Oh, apologies, where are my manners. I am Jack Carter, Logans father.” I let out a sigh of relief and accepted his hand, shaking it. “Logan is at the office at the moment.” I explained. “I know, I actually came here to see you.” I tilted my head intrigued. “Have you seen the news?”

Lately, his strategies have step by step been covered up and turn out to be less horrible, so the old foxes have failed to remember that he used to be a money manager The world's extremely hot means. Jared squinted his eyes and took a gander at the dark spots moving under many floors. This world is where the feeble eat serious areas of strength for the! In the event that you allow the foe an opportunity to hop on your head, you won't ever turn over. "As per the most recent news from a baffling individual, Jared obtained Leonard bunch at the least cost" "President Jared, the news has been delivered, and afterward we will trust that the Leonard family will come to the entryway."

His smile widens and he sighs exaggeratedly, thrusting his hands into his pockets in the process. "I'm Jared Montgomery". There's definitely that little, enticing lilt in his accent that gives away his nationality to whoever is listening hard enough. "Executive Chairman of Le Monte and Sons and third most eligible bachelor of the century". I can't help myself, I scoff loudly. Men of this cadre always seem to exude the same aura and once again, I'm strongly reminded of Alex. And I strongly detest all of them for that. Jared is watching me closely and suddenly, his smile seems way too cocky. I wrinkle my nose in disgust and turn away. "It's no wonder you are third place with that attitude". I

I receive a message from Papa, he wants me to go home before my birthday. In just two weeks and I'll be celebrating my birthday again. I am turning twenty-nine, and a party is a must. I furrow my brow while reading the emails to me that are being reviewed. I also feel like my vision is getting blurry now. I lit a cigarette while taking the tablet and lifted my foot from the table. Leto and his family are doing some scenes now, they apologize to the public and say that Del Russo has no mercy. I laughed hard when I read that article. I watched the video where their mother was crying and said that they didn't even think about their friendship for a long time.

"Adam's actual name is Emmett Linares. He's the younger brother of Jared Linares. Also, I need every piece of information you can gather on Ariana Benton." "Yes, boss." "You have five days, Thierry." I instructed. "Got it, boss.” “Your days are numbered, Emmett Linares/Adam Lemarcus.” I thought.

Still, he didn’t stop. “Whoa, man.” A voice cut through the echo. Jared. His assistant, yes, but more than that his friend, his brother. One of the few constants from St Matthew's, the orphanage where they’d grown up learning how to fight for scraps. Jared was perched on a bench in sweats, a towel slung around his neck, watching like someone half-worried, half-used to this ritual. “You’re beating the shit out of that bag, Liam,” Jared muttered, standing. “What’d it ever do to you?”

There are two men by his side. “Let me fill you in, those are Zane and Lucas.” Leto whispers and points at the men who are seated beside Xavier, she points to the huge man who is frowning. “That’s Lucas, elder brother, ruthless, cold, never smiles and that’s Zane, his younger brother, he’s the rainbow version of Lucas.” She starts dragging me towards them, leaving me no space to breathe. “Hey!” Xavier looks at her. “Fucking finally, Leto. Where in the hell were you?”