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Jenna started to be a little nonsense. The man irritably took out his passport and gave it to Jenna. Adam Lynch 30 years Vancouver, Canada She cleared her throat slightly, then took a picture of Adam's passport. After that, she returned it. "Okay Adam, I'll officially introduce myself. My name is Jenna Johnson. Just call me Jenna. From now on until checkout, you have to follow my rules, okay?" Jenna said with a sweet smile, she was already imagining that she would be paid 50 times from the rent bill of her room!

We had the potential to make it last. But life had other plans. Jenna was from back east. Her parents still lived there. Sarah didn’t have any family that she spoke to. And I had a huge, loud, complicated Hispanic family right here in San Francisco. Right before graduation, Jenna got a call. Her dad had been diagnosed with stage four lung cancer. He’d been a pack-a-day smoker for twenty years. Her mom had MS and couldn’t take care of him on her own. Jenna didn’t have any siblings. There was no one else to step in. It had to be her.

"Aren’t you rushing things a bit? The kids don’t even know you that well yet." After all these years, she still had no idea how to face his mother. From the start, his mother had never liked her. Even now, despite having children, Jenna was worried she wouldn’t be accepted. She was truly scared. "But I don’t want to be apart from you again." Sean’s grip tightened. "I want us to stay together as a family." Jenna replied awkwardly, "I’m really not ready yet. Have you even told Mrs. Veronica? Does she know I’m back? Does she know about the kids? Do you think she’ll accept Olivia and Oliver? What if she rejects them?"

He was mad that his mate kept discouraging their daughter not to get trained as a warrior. "Yes and what is wrong in that? Have you checked on her? She doesn't dress like a girl, act like a girl that she was supposed to be. His mate will expect her to do everything I do for you. Look at Alpha's daughter, Ivory. Her mother is teaching her to become a successful Luna already. I feel jealous of her. It was always Alpha's daughter, this and that. Why can't our daughter be like that?" Jenna was devastated from all the expectations she had from Orfilia.

Adam POV Jenna’s father was brought back into the courtroom. Her mother, Luna Ashley, was also brought in for her husband’s sentencing. She sits directly behind Alpha Gordon, with warriors on either side of her. Everyone was required to stand as the judges returned to their seats. They looked solemnly at those of us present.

"I attempted to retire from the agency, but they denied my request. I clashed with my manager. I have two more years before they might release me, so I can't explore other opportunities." Jenna played a role in the turmoil at her workplace. "What about your dad's office? What happened there?" "Well, I haven't explored opportunities with other modeling agencies over the past year. I must make my presence known at Yurich; the people there must recognize me as Rod Lawrence's child. Now, I face the added pressure of marrying Orion Arvesso within the next year. Yurich has been withholding my dad's shares since last year." "What if they refuse to return the shares to you?" inquired Zach.

Viana didn't even spare me a glance and my father just smiled at me like he was happy I finally came down. “Sit, sit,” Jenna said, beaming. She piled a mountain of risotto onto my plate. “You need your strength, Alvin. I was just telling your father how proud we are of you. You’ve really stepped up lately, not just with sports, but being such a good influence in the house. You’re such a good child.” I picked up my fork, poking at the food, unable to meet her eyes. Across the table, Viana was staring at her own plate, still ignoring me.

“You once welcomed a client named Sage Michaels, right?” Sage Michaels—a businessman who is heavily involved with the Ortega family. The Ortega family is one of the richest in the country and, as far as she remembers, she has only once seen a family member from that clan. That is also the reason why she knows Mr. Michaels. He simply came to fetch the Ortega woman she met. “Yes, I know him. What happened?” She did not mean to panic, but she can even hear the worry in her voice herself. “Nothing bad happened, but I terribly need your help.” Jelly took another deep breath before looking at her pleadingly. “You’re more knowledgeable about them than me, so please swap clients with me. I know your

There are some stores situated around the place and two restaurants that also take up a little space on the square for their terrace. I spot Jenna seated on our favorite bench; I think she is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Her mom is Antillean and her father is Dutch, making her the perfect mixture of both worlds. She has chocolate colored skin, curly black hair that falls halfway down her shoulders, full lips like her mom and gray/blueish eyes like her father. Her frame is curvy but muscular, with her 5.2 ft she is a little bit smaller than I am.

"Just kill me instead, grandpa! She's not welcome in our family!" "Brian Gil dela Vega!" Renoir snapped. "What kind of attitude is that? Your mom and I didn't raise you to be like that." Brian scowled as his father started to lecture him. "Don't be such a jerk will you? You do realize that Ariana is an orphan right? Her mother is dead and she doesn't even know her father, not even where her mother's relatives are. Don't you feel sorry for her?"