Novel & Cerita Jeff The Killer Fanfiction

“I thought Jesse said he’s really busy and hard to get a hold of.” Jesse was Phoebe’s boyfriend, a rich young heir in the same social strata as Cyrrus. A lesser-known fact was that Jesse Waters was Cyrrus Lied’s college classmate. However, a lesser-known fact was by no means a secret, which meant it was easily within Black Dahlia’s reach. Once Aria found out that Jesse’s new girlfriend, Phoebe Jones, was working in Lied Pharmaceuticals’ HR department, it was a simple matter of forging a resume and lying her way through the interview.

Now, it all felt like a sick joke. He was Finn's real father, but he deliberately kept his distance, cruelly denying Finn his right to have one. Didn't he ever wake up in the middle of the night, tormented by the backlash of betraying our Mate Bond? For these five years, I'd ached over Kael's death countless times, but my love for him kept me going. Now, I felt it with chilling clarity: the Alpha who had shared my soul and body was truly dead to me. This betrayed Mate Bond needed to be severed for good.

I explained, squeezing my fingers nervously. "And who might that be? A guy who gets to fuck your pussy?" I sensed a hint of jealousy in his voice. But it didn't make sense. Why would he be jealous? He didn't give a fuck about me, right? "No, a friend. She's…" I was still talking when Anna cut me off. "The killer has a friend? Who would be so crazy to be friends with someone like you? You're just a cheap, shameless killer." "Will you shut up, Anna?" Rocco ordered, getting her even angrier.

As soon as he was done gulping down the whole content in the cup, he tossed the cup on the table and stood up. “How dare you, Blair!” Jeff twisted my wrist. “You wanted to kill me so you would run away with that dude, right?” No, I would never do that. I only wanted to run away with my son because he wanted to hurt him. “I am so sorry, Jeff, please do not hurt me.” He pushed me on the sofa. “And you hurt me? Just to be with your lover?” “He isn’t my lover, I swear. I don’t even know him from anywhere. Please do not take it the wrong way. It is you who I love.”

In that moment, getting to Victor was all that mattered. The door to Jeff's room—the room directly above the living room—was already unlocked, so she threw it open. Jeff was lying on the floor in a pool of his own blood. His face had been slashed with five straight lines like the claws of some giant creature had ripped into him to the point where he was barely recognizable, but she knew it was him. Blood streamed down either side of his mouth, and there was a massive, gaping hole in his chest where his heart had once been.

I hated to ask, but I was glad he was dead and out of the picture, plus less of a challenge for me. “Jeff used to be a hunter” A wave of shock ran down my spine. “Are you sure?” I asked. “Yup, he used to come to the Silver crow packhouse and do business with Allen, I never trusted him from the get-go, his information was always a bit shady, so one day I followed Jeff back home to see what he was up to and from the opened window I saw him with our girl, beating her badly” My hands balled into a fist, that’s right, sunshine is our girl “What did you do?”

It stung more than I cared to admit. Does she think I’m like Jeffrey? The thought was a sharp, unwelcome barb. Jeffrey… a weak, pliable pawn, easily manipulated, easily discarded. Was that how she saw me now? As just another opportunistic predator, exploiting tragedy for personal gain? The idea was infuriating. Humiliating. I wasn’t Jeffrey. I was so much more. Stronger, smarter, more ruthless. And everything I was doing, everything, was ultimately for her. To protect her, to avenge her, to secure a future where she could finally be safe.

Jeff didn’t know much about his personal life, but he assumed Darren must have slept with lots of girls, because he himself would definitely do so. “It’s all lies, Luna. He sleeps with every girl he meets,” Jeff pretended to be angry, “he is a real villain, a loathsome rogue. The only thing he can do is lie and cheat. Back at the hotel, he deceived you and traded you for your father’s property. Now he lies to you again, because he wants you to be his baby machine. If I were you, I would punish him for what he did, Luna. I will even … kill him.”

Cylo shouted loudly, crossing his arms over his chest as if to protect his body. Jeff whistled as he continued to stare hungrily at Cylo. He crawled on the mattress to get closer to this hired killer. Cylo panicked even more. He was really afraid of being raped by this dominant man. The closer Jeff got, the further he moved away. He was so scared that he even closed his eyes. This was a real disaster. “Hahaha... I'm just kidding, honey,” Jeff said suddenly after he was satisfied with teasing this cute man. Cylo was instantly annoyed that the mafia boss was playing with him. “Bastard—” His words were cut off because his heart suddenly started beating fast when he saw Jeff laughing freely.

“Congratulations. You managed to guess correctly. I killed Jeff.” “You vicious, greedy man. How could you bear to do that to your own father?” “He is not my father other than a sperm donor. He was never present in my life like a father. My mother and I lived miserably in an old, dilapidated cabin with rodents stealing our food supply every day. When I was five years old, my mother managed to find Jeff's address and she went to see him with me. We were lucky because my mom was Jeff's first love and he still cared about my mom. Jeff intended to marry my mother, but not as his main wife, but only as a mistress that he would use when he was fighting with his first wife. My mother, of course, did