Jason Qin Novels & Stories

In spite of everything that happened, I went to college the next day as if nothing had happened. Only without some of my hair. I even dyed some parts of my hair yellow. My group of friends is in the classroom, Jeison was looking at me a lot, apparently he suspected that I was the girl in the pictures, but he couldn't tell me anything, he was just waiting to confirm the information. At that moment, the whole university had Jared's information. In no time he was a porn star. The professor at the time who was a chemistry professor stopped writing to make some recommendations.

Behold, Jason walked in majestically, well-dressed in a black and white suit with a hairstyle that matched his handsome face. Hannah almost screamed. "No way!" She muttered. Jason looked at her and winked. "I apologize for coming late, I'm Jason, the new CEO of Kween's company." Jason beamed as he sat down. Clark looked restless, despite his efforts to look calm, the sadness was visible on his face. Hannah stared at him and saw his attention has been diverted from the meeting, she gently insert her fingers in his and flashed him a smile. The rest of the meeting was super annoying and boring with Jason's unethical questions and stupid analysis.

Jason Jason stood in the communal shower, water cascading over his tan, muscular frame. His body was a vision of strength and athleticism, tall and broad-shouldered, with every muscle clearly defined from hours in the gym. His short, dark hair clung to his head, droplets trailing down his neck and across his toned chest, highlighting the veins along his arms. The light glistened off his smooth, wet skin, making his already imposing physique even more striking.

I interrupted, doing my best to hold in a laugh as she gave me the what-the-fuck-are-you-doing stare. “Better than sitting at home, that is, if it’s okay with you Miss Maeve.” Jake flashed an enthusiastic grin before lazily hanging his lanky arm over my shoulder. A low, threatening growl erupted from behind us, sending a shiver down my spine and heat coursing through my core. All three of us turned to meet Julius’ feral eyes, his expression darkening as he took in Jake’s arm that remained on my shoulder. “Maia, a word.” He demanded, turning his back to us.

Nitasha replied. "Where is Mishal? She isn't here?" Nitasha asked. "No." he replied. "Oh! I was expecting her here," Nitasha said. "I have just arrived here for some piece of work in Jason's office. Do you know Jason?" she asked. "Yes, I know'm. He is business partner of Evelyn's father. A very rich and smart businessman. I'm reall impressed on him."

I spun around only to see Jaxon standing on the platform, intensely staring into my eyes. "I am sorry to interrupt this moment. As you all know, I am the head of the biggest real estate investment in the city and it is my duty to welcome everyone to the most prestigious island in the country." There were loud cheers and for some reason, I knew Jaxon had hidden his real intent with his statement, but I remained calm. "As you all know, one important guest made it into the country days ago and things have been running smoothly across all of our firms. I want to use this moment to do something that I shouldn't be doing in the ordinary sense, but I couldn't care less at this point.".

she stammered, but he clearly didn't believe her. "Why are you shaking, then?" Jane was terrified at the thought that Lorcan was Jason—the same man who'd once been sentenced to death. If the court had handed down such a punishment, he must have committed a grave, monstrous crime. It was no surprise she was afraid after realizing she'd been with a criminal all this time. Jason's grip tightened around her as he tilted his head and leaned closely. "Who am I, Jane?" "Y-You're Lorcan Mattel, CEO of Mattel Group and my Lorc…"

He grinned at the end of his introduction and the class seemed to ease into him. Next was a guy with dull green eyes and a smile which lacked effort. "Hey, I'm Jason Telix and I'm also 17." Jason had jet black hair and his clothing style was similar to Zack's except the colour pallet was darker, yet his physic could still be seen from under it. He was strong.

By the time he reached the front door of the office, Jason was already there waiting for him. Jason works as an artist manager, and in the low season, he will also find shows for male models. "Has Jamie arrived yet?" Jason instantly raised his hand when he saw Claude. Jason's gaze travelled over Claude's clothing, a tiny scowl on his face, but he remained silent in front of everyone.

I told him that, despite the fact that I probably sounded and looked quite confused about who should be in charge of carrying out such an essential responsibility, I was certain that I was. "Hmm... Don't worry, boss; none of our men will be sent; rather, one of our company's employees who is an expert in that subject will go. Jason, who is a very good friend of mine and works in the CIA with the reputation of spying on anyone without being noticed or seen as a threat, will be in charge of that. Jason works in the CIA with the reputation of spying on anyone without being recognized or seen as a threat.