Jiu Jiu, Vol. 5 Novels & Stories

After that, she sighed before she turned around to leave. *** At this moment, in the Aurous International Hotel. Jiro had just finished taking a shower in his room. He leisurely poured himself a cup of whiskey before he sat on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows as he looked at the night view of Aurous Hill in contentment. The reason why he was in such a good mood was because the amount of attention people were paying to the International University Combat and Fighting Championship had already broken the records in Oskia. This also made the popularity of the Kobayashi Stomach Pill soar to greater heights.

"Hey, Architect seems to be remembering something! Don't tell me you've touched Engineer's dick!" "Oh my god, I want to shout!" "The image of Architect Smith doing a blowjob to Engineer Miller keeps playing on my mind." I just covered my ears with my hands from what they were saying. I'm embarrassed by their vulgarity. "How does it feel, Architect? Is it good?" "Sabrina! And what is B-BJ?" I did some research, but I didn't read about that BJ. "Buko Juice, hahaha! Just kidding; it's a blowjob, Architect."

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The former only rolled his eyes. "Oh good. Cause I'm aching for some actions," Jai said. He cracked his shoulders and stretched his arms. Darrion made an exasperated face, "I'm a bit sore. Who won the battles? Did that leech won too?" "Who?" Galum asked. Jai blinked, "I'm sure there's a better way to call that guy, but yes, he won." The blonde groaned like a toad, “whhhyyy—“

“We were together for five years! You loved me!” “Five years?” Evangeline raised an eyebrow, looking at me like I was insane. “Mr. Corvo, I think you’re mistaken.” “I’m not mistaken!” I begged, all my pride and dignity gone. “Evangeline, look at me! Do you really remember nothing?” “All I remember,” she said, her voice terrifyingly calm, “is that you are the mafia Don of Chicago. Nothing more.” I felt my heart being ripped out of my chest, bleeding and raw.

“How did it go? I’m assuming well, considering no one’s bleeding.” “Better than well,” I say as I adjust my footing on the floor. “Jonathan Vize is dead.” Gasps ripple around the room. “And his son Elijah is her mate too,” Jordan pipes in, already lounging in a chair he didn’t earn, his muddy boots kicked up on a nearby stool like he didn’t just stomp on someone’s croissant. A stunned silence settles over the table. Then Nanna slowly sits down, rubbing her temples. “I’m going to need stronger tea for this.”

Katie asked innocently. Mia and Reena giggled, and Maggie huffed. “Yeah. But apparently not enough.” “Double down,” Mia suggested helpfully. “Double the workout, double the calorie-burning, right?” “Oh, shut up,” Maggie said, only semi-joking. “You three and your slim little bodies couldn’t possibly understand what I’m talking about.” “Bullshit,” Reena said with spirit. “Joe adores your curves. He says so right in front of us, for God’s sake.”

“Because you’re finally returning to the roots of your dreams. Helping those who need it the most.” I nodded slowly. “And you’re helping me make it a reality.” Julien didn’t respond immediately, just gazed at the sky and said, “I just believe that something good is worth fighting for.” His words warmed my chest. In silence, I realized how comfortable I felt next to him right now. Not because he was perfect, but because he was there, sincere and unpretentious. Julien took a bite of the last piece of cassava chip in his hand, then looked at me. “You know, Aisha… I never expected to be sitting here in a remote village in Indonesia, eating chips, and talking with you.”

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