Novel & Cerita Jeff The Killer Cute

“And too sweet.” Jeff laughed loudly. “You look like you just tasted poison!” Kathalina giggled, shaking her head. “Guess he’s not converting anytime soon.” But for a brief second, Jeff caught it the corner of Thrdie’s mouth twitching upward, almost like a smile. It disappeared just as fast, but Kathalina saw it too. Her eyes softened, and something warm flickered between them.

I asked, my head throbbing “I couldn’t figure out why such kind of a man could stalk me. “Did Jeff send you to kill me?” I asked cowering away from him. His eyes sharpened on my face and for a minute I saw something flash in them. “What do you mean I want to kill you? No…. fucking way. I’m not a murderer in any way and I have never associated myself with Jeff. Did he treat you that badly? he asked, looking genuinely concerned but I was not in the mood for entertaining him. I wanted him gone. I never even wished to meet with him again.

Jeff, who had just shaved his head for the summer scouting trials, freezes up completely, his slow brain trying to process the words. The other enforcers in the room get the insult instantly. Two senior guards quickly clap their hands over their mouths to hide their barks. The whole territory knows the Okoye boy is rough around the edges—no political filter, no high-class manners—but that verbal claw ripped right through Jeff's pride. It takes Jeff five whole seconds to understand he just got called a hairless rat. "Wait... You are insulting an enforcer? How dare you!" I do not move an inch. Watching the bright red flush climb out of his collar and cover his face gives my wolf a massive hit

Jeff probably won't hear it. I was not too fond of Jeff. He was a slender man with blonde hair that glistened when exposed to the sun. His face was oval with round eyes, and he was one year younger than my dad, I think. His eyes were sliced ​​gold, and he always looked at me with a troubling gaze. It was as if he was stripping my body with those eyes.

"They were like a different species, totally different from us. Only that they were too naive and knew nothing about violence." "It must have been a heaven." Sandra nodded, her next word interrupted by Jeff's whisper. "There's one of the Killer mummies heading over." "Do you think they heard us?" Wei asked. "No." Jeff stayed fix in his position. "This one is different. It feels as if he is looking back at me." "What do you—" Salvador was about to head over when Jeff jumped aside, blood gushing out of his right shoulder from where he was hit. "Fuck."

Beta Kappa replied, unconcerned. "Oh really? You were only doing the right thing? I see, by framing my family, and putting the life of the people in danger," Jeffery rumbles, moving closer to the beta. Beta Kappa chuckled. "I didn't frame you at all my alpha, but I was only trying to follow the right path. You killed the human king, and I had to let his lovely wife know about it," he says with a smirk. "I didn't kill him, I didn't!" Jeffery grabs his clothes, angrily strangling his neck.

"Please calm down baby. What exactly is the matter?. Jefsexy said in his usual female tune trying to use his hands with his long beautiful painted finger to touch him in a sexy style as his usual manner. "Don't touch me.you're a snitch. How dare you betray me, you slept with that broke old donkey ass who called himself billionaire and signed a dump and useless contract with him.” He said, pulling his hands away from him. "How could you Jeffrey?. Have you forgotten where I picked you from?. You were a common cleaner who had no vision” “You were a dirty kid and I cleaned you up to take care of my ass alone and not to be fucking any damned useless old godforsaken ass you find on the street". He

Elorm slid into the seat across from me, iced latte in one hand, phone in the other, eyes sparkling like she was about to drop gossip that could restart wars. “Girl, listen,” she whispered, leaning in so close I could smell her vanilla lip gloss. “I *told* you I’d hook you up. His name’s Jeffery. Jeffery ;Captain of the rowing team. Six-three, skin like dark honey, smile that could get you pregnant just looking at it.” I rolled my eyes, but my stomach did a little flip. Not because of Jeffery—because the last time someone described a guy like that to me, I ended up bent over a couch screaming *Daddy*.

She replied. Huh? She sounded so sure about who was texting her. And, did she just call me cute? I blushed a little, then got serious again as if she could see my face from here. "Cute? I am not cute. Sexy, hot, and handsome? Absolutely, yes. But definitely not cute. And are you saying someone "cute" can't be a serial killer?" I asked. "You are not one. If you were, you are one hot serial killer. A nice way to catch your victims." She replied.

"Also enough with the ungrateful talk. I did give you a choice to come along with us but you refused spouting nonsense about keeping Rita's dream alive. You dare not say you aren't a Zintez either as I send you five million per year to use for your up keep since we left, everything about all the vehicles is funded by my company and the house is always stashed with food as I make sure you get supplied with foodstuffs enough to feed the whole army every month! If you still claim you aren't of my blood I'll demand for a refund of all the money I've been sending as I can't take care of a total stranger." Ryan gritted his teeth and looked away. Jeffrey looked smugly pleased with himself. "I thoug