Jeremiah Valeska Mga Nobela at Kwento

After teasing Kris the next moment became extra serious especially when Jeremiah showed us the contract. Kris read the contract since she knew I am not fond of understanding and reading all the details so she will just brief me and asks for my input. After discussing the contract I signed it and for the next months, I will be working with Jeremiah. Jeremiah owns a huge liquor company so it is a huge privilege that he chose me to model his products. "Do you have a plan on Tuesday night?" Kris asked when I am done signing the contract. "I'll check, why?" Jeremiah responded.

His shoulders are broader, his jawline sharp. And so help me God, I can faint from his grey piercing eyes fixed intensely on me and his wet muscular naked body—except a towel wrapped from his waist down. “I'm with Caleb,” I say, my voice firm, yet, my heart nearly pounding out of my chest. “You are?” “Jeremías Cruz,” he states firmly. “His stepbrother. And the one who actually likes his privacy.”

Recommended song: heartbroken Kiki. . When Jeremiah arrived in the land of Agios, the land of werewolves, he was only but a twenty eight year old young man with a driving passion of power and wealth. What he wanted was not in fact to become the duke, it wasn’t also to inherit his father’s extreme wealth. It was so he could prove to his brothers that they had been wrong about him all this time and he was always a step ahead of them.

“You?” “I didn’t spend years running an empire without learning how to break through firewalls,” he said. “Damien thinks he’s untouchable, but he’s not. He bleeds like the rest of us.” Valeria studied him. For a moment, she saw the man he had been before, before betrayal, before ambition had swallowed him whole. But she forced the thought away. She couldn’t afford softness now. “Fine,” she said. “We work together. But understand this, Ares, this is about my daughter. Nothing else.”

"My name is Rhea Valerius. I am the ward of the Valerius Family, especially Carmen Valerius, you should have heard my name somewhere." The name hit the air like a lead weight. Monte’s eyes widened, and he visibly stiffened. But I wasn't done. I leaned forward, looking directly at the still-kneeling Jeremy. "And my husband? The man you just threatened to kill and demanded I divorce? His name is Alaric Vale. He is the CEO of Vale Enterprises, and a very jealous man if I might add. So once he sees this video, I'm not sure he's going to like it." I finished, twirling a piece of hair around my hair around my fingers.

Trusted him enough to surrender to him. Will she do it again? The door opened and Jeremiah stood there with Valerie. She was thanking him for something, her cheeks flushed and eyes wide. And then she stood on her tiptoes and fucking kissed him on the cheek, before she left with a wave in my direction like we were long lost friends. “What the fuck was that?” I growled, my eyes narrowing on him. “Watch it.” I ignored his warning as I demanded, “Tell me, what did you talk to her about.”

Her eyes met Eden’s across the room, and for a heartbeat, the world narrowed. “You found your way back,” she said. Eden clenched her fists. “You built a lab under a monastery. You tortured people. You turned kids into weapons.” “I turned them into survivors,” Valeska replied coolly. “I did what your father never could. I created a future strong enough to outlive our enemies.” Roman stepped beside Eden, gun raised. “Step away from the tower.” Valeska didn’t flinch. “You’ll shoot me, Roman? After all the years you spent running in circles around your guilt?”

Replied Merly to him. “Fuck! Shut up!” then Ival threw his phone on the floor. “That fucking gigolo Ival! How dare him to scold and shout me huh! I will not let this kind of attitude!” then Merly called his top number 1 killer assassin to observed the Ival Vanlimz action. Joshua went to his training and then Emmie was there. “Emmie, your also here” greeted Joshua to her. “Nice to meet you here, young master” replied Emmie to him.

"I’m literally vibrating, Valeria. My heart is going to hammer right out of my ribs," Isaac said, his eyes glued to the center ice as the officials prepared for the puck drop. "Relax, Isaac. Even if the Warhawks drop this game, the series isn't over. We have more life in us," Valeria replied, her voice steady as she gave his knee a supportive squeeze. "That’s not it. I’m terrified I’ve cursed him. I’m the jinx, Valeria." Isaac rubbed his damp palms against his dark denim, his scent spiking with anxiety.

Because that’s what I am. No contract can change that. No payment can erase it. No billionaire can buy it back. They’re mine. And I’ll die before I let them forget that. I walked to work slow. Let the sun warm my face. Felt Nate stretch like he was greeting the day. Leo stayed low, quiet, watchful. I passed a woman with a stroller. She smiled. I didn’t look away. Not this time. Because I’m not invisible. I’m Remy Vale. And I’m carrying two hearts the world tried to erase. And they’re still beating. ---