Novel & Cerita Jerome Gotham Actor

but Jerome laughed " look up you idiot and Jon did and found all his men dead and the little girl standing there without a scratch looking pretty, but before he could say a word she lunged at him but Jon just put his phone in his pocket and jumped out through the window. Seeing this Gemini just stops and goes back to the man, it was when she got closer that she found out it was Jerome owner of silverhound club and grand patriach of the underground , she quickly untied him but immediately she heard cars and aerocopters stop not far away and hisen ran in and then they put him in an ambulance but he stopped them beckoned to Gemini to come closer, and Gemini walked closer to her somehow becoming

Gustavo replied, his voice cool despite the flicker of unease coursing through him. Jerome pulled out his phone and swiped through the screen until he found what he sought. He leaned back, eyes glinting with a mixture of ambition and desperation. “Information, of course. You’ve surrounded yourself with people who know things. Valuable things. And I intend to collect on that.” Gustavo’s heart sank. He wasn’t willing to drag anyone else into their mess, not again. “I’m not a puppet in your game, Jerome. You know how dangerous it can get for me,” he said firmly, determined to end this conversation.

When she was done, Bethany held her by the hair and dragged her out of the compound. "Please Bethany!" "Stop!" Bethany turned around to find her husband there with the man he'd been in a meeting with. Steven Richards walked over to where his wife stood, and whispered, "How dumb can you be? what do you want Mr Jerome to think of us? you'd better let this girl go now" Bethany was quite displeased, but she didn't want Jerome to think ill of them, he was about to be her husband's business partner and they must not lose him, after all, he was The Jerome Ken, the youngest billionaire in the whole of X City.

Jeremy's phone vibrated on the nightstand as he emerged from a steaming hot shower, his towel wrapped around his waist, water droplets cascading down his sinewy body, accentuating his irresistible allure. "Hello?" he answered, his voice cool and composed. "Mr. Nobody, I heard you're looking for me. Well, here I am," a familiar voice taunted. Jeremy paused, recognizing the voice instantly. "Lockman." "Bingo! Didn't think you'd recognize my voice. I must be leaving quite the impression," Drake Lockman chuckled darkly.

Jerome says on an intake of breath, “there might be…someone else looking for you who has a particular interest in Fay. Besides the cops in New York. Besides…besides Bianci.” “Who?” Kent asks, his voice terrible and cold. Jerome looks up through lowered lids, his whole body starting to tremble as he comes out with it. Fuck, I’m going to die, he thinks, shaking his head. He gulps. “The…the woman who hired me. To get myself into your good graces. She –“ But he doesn’t get another word out, because before he can Kent is across the room, his fist flying through the air. Jerome shouts as Kent’s fist connects with his cheek, sending him stumbling to the side, clutching his face. Jerome groans, pain