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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.

He had his chest and packs tattooed and his hands and neck were covered with tattoos that would entice a woman run to his bed and spread out her legs so wide for him to drill her to dry. He looked more of a hot mafia don that every crazy lady out there would want her ovaries making his babies. That's how hot Jayden is right now. Then his phone buzzed. Jayden looked over at it on the bedside table. The screen lit up. He leaned down and picked it up. One new message from Cynthia. His jaw tightened. He sighed and shook his head. “Not this morning,” he muttered. He hissed through his teeth and dropped the phone back on the bed without replying. His mood shifted a little, like a cloud had passed

“Reid, you need to ease up on the temper when you talk to Jayden, he’s a grown-up now. Are you trying to make him feel like he has a stepmother and a stepfather?" Reid sighed, "I was just a little worked up, besides, that kid has a thick skin, he wouldn't take it seriously." Jayden was indeed not bothered. If he had taken it to heart, he would have left home long ago because of his father's anger. Yamilet posted on social media right that afternoon. [Thanks for the support along the way @Zephyr Media, Hello to the future ahead of us @Yonke Entertainment] Soon after the post was published, the trending topic #Yamilet signed with Yonke# quickly climbed the hot search rankings.

Jayden told her just what he thought too. She gave him a mockery smile. “Then why isn’t she in your room?” Bethel asked with both hands on her waist. He scanned her from head to toe. She was a total definition of an angry wife, and the last thing he wanted was to provoke her the more. Bethel was a cool, peaceful woman who loves smiling and very caring. Jayden, too, hates the fact that she isn’t treated rightly. Though he isn’t loyal in any relationship but, once he gets married, things must change. He sure is a womanizer but, Doris seemed cursed with it.

It was no longer as hoarse as a drake's, but sounded clear and pleasant. That was why she could not recognize his voice in the very beginning. Sydney put her phone back to her ear and said, "Don't call me like that! Who's your sister-in-law?" At the other end of the line, Jayden was having a rest in the changing room after the semi-final. Wearing a loose basketball suit, he was sitting quite relaxed on a long bench. With a towel around his neck, he was wiping away the sweat on his face, his phone in his other hand. His face, which had been young and handsome, was no longer young, but was much more determined now. Of course, the chubby face was almost gone. It already had some sharp edges of

" I glance coldly at him and continue to search for my pup's favorite ring. I had unknowingly discarded it like common trash. My pup, Cassidy Holstrom, is incredibly upset about it. As such, I have to find it quickly to cheer her up. --- In Centralis' most luxurious castle, Jayden Porter appeared down the corridor wearing a suit and tie. He was holding the arm of Lina Doux, who stood next to him in a haute couture dress. Their good looks drew the attention of many people, and those who knew them gathered around enthusiastically. "Congratulations on becoming the Beta of Centralis, Jayden."

Daniel asked from behind after moments of doing nothing but standing by the entrance. "I am not here as a customer." Jayden replied, his inspecting brown eyes surveying the whole place. His gaze caught up with several ladies who didn't hesitate to eye flirt and he ignored them all since none of them looked anything like the woman he was seeking for. He was in search of a pair of crystal blue eyes and soft cheek bones with golden strands framing a round baby face and nothing but that. He sighted an outcast lady, sleeping by a window side and away from the bustling part of the bar. She had long blonde hair flowing across her back and almost reaching her waist and that hair of hers raised his h

He was so damn gorgeous. He had a white dress shirt on, the first three buttons were undone, and a gold chain peeked out right above his chest. His sleeves were rolled up, a gold watch hanging on his hands, and part of his hair fell across his face. His eyes, grey, dark and cold, were fixed on hers. He didn’t even look like a businessman, not to talk of owning one of the biggest construction companies around. “Miss Alisa Grant?” he smiled, so thinly she could barely even call it a smile. “I have been waiting for you. Make yourself comfortable. I am Jayden Wells.”

I reply. He kisses my forehead and stands up. I lay back down until he tells me that my bath is ready. I feel a hand on my belly and crack my eye open to see Kaden kneeling down in front of me. I sit up, and he helps me stand up. I walk into the bathroom and strip. I let out a sigh as I climb into the hot water. I lean back as all of my muscles relax. I can literally feel all the tension floating away with the steam of the bath. I can hear Kaden talking with someone. I am not sure what is going on. I relax in the bath, washing until the water starts getting cold. I step out of the tub and wrap a towel around my body. I pull on one of Kaden’s shirts and a pair of stretchy yoga pan