Jason Isaacs Young Novels & Stories

Jason let out a bitter smile and said, “No. It isn’t me. It’s your Aunt Summers.” “Mr. Yarde…” Not far away, Chadwick called him. Kayson waved his hand at him and said, “You guys go first. Don’t need to wait for me.” Chadwick nodded. Before he left, he took a glance at Jason. ‘Isn’t he the director of Triumph Realtor? He’s one of the top developers in Skyriv.’ Even he did not have a chance to meet someone like Jason. Yet, not only did Kayson know him, but he seemed rather close to him as well.

Iyah looked up and saw this beautiful gent in a white polo long sleeve and slacks. “Thank you. That is actually my old work.” Iyah smiled modestly. “They look amazing, edgy.” The gent said that made Iyah smile but also a bit confused about who this is. Iyah’s confusion was evident to her face that the man noticed it. “Oh, how rude of me. I’m Jason.” The man then smiled and reached for a handshake. “Iy-” But Jason cut her off. “Iyah.” He said in a smile, then added, “Don’t get me wrong, I am not a stalker. Your works are just famous that a lot of people here know you.”

“How old are you son?” “I’m twenty-eight,” Jason replied as they walked up to the room. “So young,” James replied, still making this scene even more awkward. He treated him like his son even when he knew he was fucking his wife. It was weird but humbling. Amy sat on the bed and began undressing as James sat in the chair right beside her. Jason didn’t think he could go through with it as his hands froze on his shirt, but with much conviction, he undressed to do his job.

Jason “Jason Davies! Long time no see, boy,” Josh Carter said solemnly as he saw me approaching the room where he was. I had come to this private club because he invited me to spend some time there since he was passing through New York. He wanted to have his bachelor party since he was about to get married, but first, he just wanted to see his friends.

Yeah, So not weird. “I have to go back to the table.” I slid away easily or that was what I thought. Because Mr Young pulled me back by my wrist and without missing a beat, grabbed my hips and placed me on the counter - like I weighed a feather. He was standing too close for my liking, I had never seen him up this close. I could see everything, his dark long eyelashes that connected to his eyelid or the way his eye colour seemed lighter and fuller. Mr Young is indeed the most beautiful man in the whole universe, there was a small frown on lips which I wanted to smoothe over so much.

“Mr. Queen, could it be that you have commissioned someone else other than me? Since you don’t trust me, why did you bother to commission me?” Jason frowned. Soon afterward, he said with a flattering smile, “I don’t mean that, Mr. Holt. This is Kayson, and he’s a young colleague of mine.” “He’s young and doesn’t know any better. Please don’t fuss about him, sir.” As Jason was speaking, he beckoned Kayson not to speak. Kayson pretended not to see that and said, “Uncle Jason, this man is a swindler, and perhaps he’s been directed by someone.”

"Until I witness those outcomes, you are only burdened with additional falsehoods." She opened and closed her mouth, but no words were spoken. She appeared truly surprised by his firm determination for the very first time. "Bring her back to the house," Jason told his driver, sounding indifferent. “What?” Isabella’s voice rose in panic. “You’re not coming with me?” Jason’s cold stare was answer enough. With a sharp pivot, he walked off in silence. --- In his study, Jason poured a glass of scotch, his hands remaining steady despite the raging storm within him. He looked through the window, watching the distant city lights twinkle.

I couldn’t be the only one who noticed that. A soft hand touched my shoulder. I turned to see Jane, one of the kitchen maids. “She’s his younger sister,” Jane said, answering the question I hadn’t even asked aloud. “Jason’s also close with Isaiah. But he never wanted them together.” “Don’t say that, Jane,” another maid interjected. “Jason’s just being protective. Isaiah had baggage when he came here. I’d be nervous if my sister was involved with him too.” And that was it. Conversation over.

Jason stood up and walked over to the drink table. “That you know of.” Brett laughed. “You might have a few kids running around and not know it.” Jason visibly shook. “Don’t do that to me.” “Maybe one day, you, Beau and Steele will find mates.” Isabelle laughed at him. “I’m with Jason.” Steele looked pointedly at Isabelle. “Don’t do that to me. I’m living my bachelor life with happiness.” “I guess I killed your latest fling.” Everyone looked at me as Maddox snorted. “Sorry about that. You might have to find another one.”

Approaching her, he said, “I heard that you want to resign.” Her eyes widened in surprise, and then she nodded. “Yes.” He sighed and combed his fingers through his hair. “Look, I don’t know what happened when you talked things over with Jacob, but he needs you right now.” Isabelle’s face creased into a frown. “What? You know Jacob?” Jason paused, now thoroughly confused. If she already knew that Jacob was also Logan Larson, then surely, she would make the connection? Unless… Unless she didn’t know?