Jason Hudson 소설 & 이야기

Zoe Mug of steaming coffee in hand, I wound my way back to Isaac’s laptop. With an empty purse and a repair bill for a Jaguar I-Pace winging its way to me, I can’t afford coffee, but I can’t afford to not job hunt, nor will my finances stretch to reinstating my home internet service. On the slim chance I avoid jail time, I owe Isaac a class trip, Bella a school dress and I need new shoes. I googled Greyson’s fancy car. The eyewatering starting price stands at eighty thousand dollars. My house isn’t worth eighty thousand dollars. I can only imagine the horrific repair bill. The custom made watch he sported wasn’t much cheaper.

Allison was also shocked to see what had happened, but while Jenna was still frozen by what she had done to Jason, Allison used that moment to run away—else she’d be the next one to die. Hugo ran to the scene after hearing the gunshot. His jaw dropped and hot tears fell from his eyes when he saw his son lying on the ground, dead and in a pool of blood. "Jason! My son!" he cried, running to Jason's dead body.

I asserted, placing a hand on my waist to show them my seriousness. "Ava, calm down, my love," Liam replied with a playful smirk. "You think we can fire Jason? Don't worry, my love. That boy is like a leech on my flesh, and though he's annoying as hell, there's nothing I can do." "I'm glad you think about me in that way, sir," Jason's voice broke in as he strolled into the room, spotting his signature look–a black three-piece suit with white AirPods and white sneakers. What was with this guy and always walking in at the most unexpected times?

That made Noel curious, so he immediately opened his mouth and asked, "Hendrick gave you any information?" "Hendrick has discovered the identity of the man's body," Nicholas said without taking his face off the phone. For a few seconds, Nicholas was busy scrolling through the phone screen, before he finally noticed Noel who sat looking at him curiously. "That man is Jason Abraham. A pawn shop owner in New York City. He is an American. Forty years old, he recently divorced his wife and left behind two sons. They used to live in England." "England?" Noel raised one eyebrow. "You must have the same thoughts as me."

I had to milk this opportunity before it was gone. "Oh, Jared owns a dental clinic, y'know, fixing cavities and shit," Jake teased, laughing when he saw the glare on Jared's face. I smiled a bit at their little exchange. "I own a company, a real estate organization... A very boring ass job, but it paid well, that's why I stayed. Jason on the other hand..." "I didn't get a job. I can't stand working with humans, not to talk about working under them. I simply followed my father around, representing him and training for my alpha position," Jason concluded, his voice emanating waves of pride.

He winked at me before walking down the stairs and rushing toward his car as I looked at the glass of orange juice and pushing it aside. “Rough night?” A man asked from beside me. I raised an eyebrow and turned to look at him, watching as he smiled. His hand had a phoenix tattoo, and judging by his scent, I could tell that the man was an Alpha. “And you’re choosing to forget about it by drinking orange juice?” “I don’t drink alcohol.” I said, and he chuckled before nodding at my stomach. “I can tell, your child’s heartbeat beats you to that.” He said, and I laughed. He extended his hand to me, and I raised an amused eyebrow. “Malakai, but friends call me Kai.”

Earlier that day after Jason dropped Ashley off. He went over to the office to resume work. He called Tony, the head security to run a thorough background check on the Cooker family. Reyes had already announced him as the CEO that will continue the business. When Jason stayed in New York out of boredom he started sports and took training for soccer though he never really took it seriously he made a name with his gorgeous and handsome face. Girls could literally go crazy trying to get a picture with him or his autograph. But now he is back to take over his inheritance.

The ceiling was so high that I could barely make out anything from up there. I stumbled into someone's back, too engrossed with the building. "Ow!" I rubbed my forehead. The owner of the back turned and the sorry I was about to mutter, died in my throat. "Victoria Trisha." Jason said, a smile playing on his lips. My eyes narrowed at the sight of him, wondering what he was doing here. Jason had different subsidiaries of his companies, tech being one of them but he didn't run them himself. That was why I had no idea he was the owner of Jaskey's. He was involved in so many things it was hard to keep track. Although there were rumours surrounding him about illegal dealings but there had absolute

However, remembering Nathan’s words, I knew that my own category was different in his eyes, at least, that was how he made me feel. “I’m sorry for disrespecting you the way that I did, Luna Katerina. I know that it was uncalled for, and that it is your every right to get what you got from Alpha Nathan, he is your husband, but I couldn’t help but be jealous of it. I know it’s stupid, and I know that I had no right to do so, but I couldn’t help it” Jade said, honestly. I looked down at my feet, processing what she said before I nodded.

"Don't you listen, you want trouble? I am the son of the mobster of this town. If you don't listen to me, I'm going to kill you." He grabbed me by the hair and slammed me to the ground. I was dazed, and my movements became slow and weak. Jeison approached me and tried to force my shirt off, and he did it quickly. He was about to grope me. I thought he would try to masturbate on my chest. His liquor smell was nauseating, it looked like he had poured beer on his clothes, but he sensed someone coming and stopped. Jared had appeared, and my partner was shocked. The alpha was in his boxers, and looked very dominant, it felt very strange to see him. His eyes radiated anger and jealousy, it was kin