Jeffy X Junior Novels & Stories

What did I get myself into? He stood and advanced towards me in an unfriendly manner, I took wary steps backwards. “Exactly what you heard me say, Ayla. You intentionally spilled coffee on me just to get me to notice you. You left the normal elevator and came to the VIP elevator because you knew I’d be there.” “What?! I don’t understand what you’re talking about?” What kind of a brute was he? Was this how he was? The Almighty CEO Jaxon of XM company. The youngest billionaire in the country. Was he naturally like this or money was making him arrogant?

Jasper said and Jeff scoffed. “You think I want money? Hell no. I want something else” Jeff said and the kids stared at each other. “What do you want?” Jaxon asked “Your mommy is what I want, “ Jeff said and the kids stared at him confused. “My mom? Who are you and what do you want her for?” Addison asked “You’ll find out very soon!” Jeff said as he turned to Dave. “Tie them up and seal their mouths” TBC

He challenged back. "Son , so it has gotten to this stage where you challenge me to my face?. “Oh please stop that. And for your own information my name is no longer Jeffrey Andrey. I'm to be addressed as Jefsexy. I'm no longer male but a female”. “Jeffrey, are you insane?. Have you gone mad?. Now tell me where is this madness coming from?.” His Dad shouted at him louder. “Assistant Director Jefsexy of Peter Jackson group company wants to do some work and is demanding to be alone. So leave”. He said pointing to the door.

He was able to balance himself and skate on his own by the time they left the ice rink. “Are you coming back to take us ice skating again, Mister Jefferson?” Jared asked. “Of course, kiddo.” “Great! I can’t wait to tell Jeffie!” River raised a brow at Julianne. “Jeffrey. Justin’s first son,” Julianne explained. “Oh. Maybe next time we can all go together,” River suggested. “Yes! He will like that! We can race around the rink.” “Oh no, little man. No racing around the rink yet,” Julianne said, ruffling her son’s head. “Now, say goodbye to Mister Jefferson.”

He set down his mug and leaned toward her, “What’s up munchkin?” “Are you… our dad?” The question hung in the air, heavy and unexpected. My heart stuttered, and I saw Jeff’s confident expression flicker for a moment. “What makes you ask that?” He asked gently. “Well you take care of us like a dad.” Anna said, fiddling with her fork. “And you’re really cool.” Jaxon added, nodding solemnly. Jeff chuckled softly, ruffling Jaxon’s hair, “I’m not your dad, but I love you two like you’re my own, I hope to be your dad someday though.” He added and my heart skipped a beat

My head was blank and my face, ears and chest felt hot, I had probably turned into a tomato, the way he looked at me made me feel special, like he was looking only at me and only me, but that wasn't right, he has a girlfriend. "Thank you." I smiled. After that, we spent the rest of the car ride in silence. "We're here." Logan dropped us off, I thought he was going to the party too. "I thought you were coming with us." Zoe stated, confused, I was too. "What's a senior doing at a junior's party?" He asked laughed then drove off. We weren't all that close to the house but we could still hear the music. We were standing in front of the door and I already couldn't stand the music.

Jeff smiled, unsure whether to laugh or cry. Meanwhile, Cedric’s expression darkened. Listening to Cherry's gift presentation, Tristan timidly offered his own. "Great-grandpa, today’s your birthday. This is my gift to you. I hope you'll like it." Jeff, previously joyful, suddenly grew distant and casually passed his glasses back to a housekeeper. "Hmm, just place it on that table." He had once declared that only a child born of Sophie would be considered the true great-grandchild. Despite Tristan’s innocence, Jeff's stance remained unchangeable.

Jeffery was chuckling on the other side . " White the bloody hell ." muttered Cynthia . Jeffery tood up and gave a hand to help Cynthia .Cynthia held Jeffery's hand and stood up too ...cleaning her clothes . " What the bloody hell was that for ?" asked Cynthia . " I was scaring you ...you were a freshman and didn't have your high school prank so ..." said Jeffery chuckling . " SEriously ." said Cynthia narrwoing her eyes . " Seriosuly ." said Jeffery in a neutral tone .

and typing… After an eternity, or like, three minutes, Jeffrey came back puffing with indignation. [Yazzy, do you think it was a walk in the park for my folks to raise me? I can't just mooch off them!] [Your situation is different. You're an only child, right? Your dad's money is basically yours down the line. Why not have him jump on our wedding pad?]

Said Jaxon while smirking. Jeff swallowed hard and commanded the big guy beside him to give an order. “I … just ... preventing unwanted things while discussing with you.” Jeff pretended to be innocent. “Oh, so you thought I would kill you in here? How beast I’m to you, Father?” asked Jaxon sounded irritatingly being underestimated. Jeff’s face reddened, feeling a shame of thinking that way. “No one knows what you gonna do as you’ve changed so much since you were before.”