Jay I Land 소설 & 이야기

“Hey! Uncle Jairo! He hit me!” Jay’s cheeks were swollen from the slap, and he howled. Jairo heaved a sigh and said coldly, “Behave yourself, Jay. Otherwise, there’s nothing I can do to stop Mr. Yarde from killing you if he wants to.” Jay was so terrified that he could not speak. He looked at Kayson incredulously. Kayson’s gaze was icy cold. “Take me to Eira.” “I—” Jay still wanted to reject with a crude remark, but Jairo immediately berated him by saying, “Lead us there! Or else, I’m breaking your legs!”

“You are mine, Jaiyana.” The End

I need to go," she added, starting to back towards the door. "Wait, Elliana," he replied. "My name is Jayden, let's just talk for a minute. I'm really sorry. Please, I don't want you to feel like this is all your fault." But Elliana was already out the door, and she didn't look back.

But there had been none of that. Just then,Jay, holding two boxes of ice cream and a paper bag filled with small treats, rounded the corner heading to the house. He was smiling faintly to himself, rehearsing what he would say to Lily. His chest tightened nervously at the thought of finally confessing. It felt like a mistake coming here again, she felt like turning back. Before Daniella could decide what to do, the front door opened. Lily stepped out, her face lighting up when she saw Jay — but the brightness died the instant she spotted Daniella walking up.

Danielle asked. " You have melted a lot of the hearts of our fans earlier, what do you think of Ashley’s reaction?" Jay smile. " I wish she likes it " " She will," Jay said and tap Danielle's shoulder before leaving him in the lobby. " Gotta sleep. I need to wake up earlier than ya'all" Danielle smiles and waves at him before turning and looking at the terrace. He looked at the stars excitedly thinking of what could have happened tomorrow. Meanwhile, on the miyakojima villa. Ashley and Ren have finished their dinner and were getting ready to go on crab hunting when Jiro appeared.

I bit my lips nervously, saying. “Trust me, mon Cherie,” he said, giving my hand a soft peck. “Just wait for me here,” I watched as he removed his shades and straightened his hair back. All of a sudden, I begun to hear shrieks of happiness. “Oh my God! It’s the famous Painter, Jayjay!” a girl screamed. “Who is he?” “Girl, are you outdated? That’s Jayjay James, Liam James’ brother. Isn’t he as good looking as Liam?”

Iyla puts a hand out, stopping me from walking out. "Iyla, she's his mate. Him being close to her may help him." Jay sighs. He's getting impatient. The kid looks ready to pick me up and carry me wherever he needs me to be. He won't do it, though. He knows he would lose his hands if not his life. "Fine. But I get updates every thirty minutes." Jay nods. "Can we go now?" "Yeah." Iyla says, dropping her hand and turning to me. "If he tries to hurt you, kill him. We'll get you out." She whispers as she hugs me.

of movement within. The door opened to reveal Jay, his expression shifting from neutral to cold when he saw me. "Jessica," he said, my name like ice on his tongue. "What do you want?" I had rehearsed what I would say during the cab ride, but now, faced with his disdain, the words seemed inadequate. Still, I had to try. "I need to talk to you," I said, fighting to keep my voice steady. "It's important." Jay's jaw tightened, a muscle twitching in his cheek. "I think you've said enough already, don't you?" He moved to close the door, but I placed my hand against it, preventing him. "Please, Jay. I know the truth now. About Tyla. About what really happened." Something flickered in his eyes. Sur

"You'll get one." Downstairs, Jayla threw herself onto the living room couch, thumbs skimming across her phone as she wore a smug smirk. She could still envision Jasmine's face after the party, her sister staring back at her, bug-eyed with shock and paranoia. It was way too easy to freak her out. "Oh, Jasmine," she muttered to herself, snickering smugly. "You're such a mess." The sound of footsteps cut into her reverie, and she looked up to see Jade enter the room. Her face was unreadable.

Jay observed. Jay kept trying to convey his feelings to Jemma by his words, but she seemed unable to grasp his intentions. "Is it necessary to send pictures in friendship?" Jemma asked. "Yeah, it is.” "I never sent my pictures to Jimmy or anyone else.” "Maybe he never wants to see you.” "If he wants to see me, he'll just make a direct video call.” Without wasting a moment, Jay initiated a video call. Jemma quickly adjusted her clothes and checked her face in the mirror before answering the call.