Jl Andrews Novelas e Histórias

“You good?" No. Not good. Very, very not good. Andrew’s eyes locked with mine, and that damn smirk widened as he continued walking toward me like he owned the damn place. "What is it Riley?" Jax asked again, glancing in the direction I was staring. “Do you know him?" "Unfortunately." My voice cracked. "That’s my ex. Andrew." “Well, well well,” Andrew drawled when he finally reached us. “Wow. Didn’t expect to see you here. Guess they let anyone in these days.”

It just… slept. And that was what scared them most. "This isn’t over." Leah said it one rainy afternoon as she stood by the big office window, arms crossed, watching water streak down the glass. Jason looked up from his desk. His arm was still bandaged from the last fight, but he’d forced himself back to work weeks ago. "I know," he said. "I just don’t know what he’s waiting for." Leah turned, her voice low and sharp. "Andrew doesn’t wait. He plans. He’s not licking his wounds. He’s building something. Something worse."

{YEARS AGO} Javyn Andrew is not only one of Lovetta High’s most brilliant minds, but also the son of a multi-millionaire, James Andrew. He is heir to his great business and an admirable young man. He never had time for the ladies despite the many approaches he got. He hated distractions and knew that they only saw dollar signs. He never planned to cross paths with any lady, let alone end up having a close relationship that would end when it mattered most. Deysha joined Lovetta High as her father’s last resort to make her focus on her education. She was everything he hated in a daughter.

Andrew announced and they stared at him with shock. “Really? Andrew, you’re still leaving… man you gotta stop this, your obsession is making you go crazy and only god knows the kind of fortune you’re going to spend.” Luke muttered. Andrew burst into laughter as he grabbed his keys and walked out of the house while the others shook their heads. Ever since Andrew found their ancestors journals and documentaries, he made it a goal to achieve the one thing they had failed to achieve in their lifetime, capture and enslave the werewolves.

It was really peculiar. Clarence disappeared to where? Why had he left for so long and not returned? As she considered it, she unexpectedly recognized another well-known character. She had searched for information regarding Mr. Andrew of the Andrew Group. Flynn Andrew. He spoke on behalf of the men who had nothing at all. He began with nothing and developed the Andrew Group into an empire. The Andrew Group was a very well-known organization, albeit not having the same reputation as the Conrad Group in B City. Flynn was thirty years old. He was unmarried and a little lost. He enjoyed flirting with young women, but he would always leave them after having slept with them. He also liked to play

I won't remind you again! Andrew chuckled and nodded. "Got it, Shiloh." He had never expected this woman to have quite a fiery temper. Then again, no woman liked being called old, so Andrew understood. Michael, on the other hand, was practically vibrating with excitement. He could not believe it—Andrew had actually secured an endorsement from the most respected wellness expert in Jayrodale. For Rhodes Corporation's pharmaceutical division, this was nothing short of a miracle. Eager to please, he grinned and stepped forward. "Master Shiloh, this way, please!"

"Thanks bro, I actually am just saying whatever is coming to my mind. For example, why do you look like you have a boner? Were you watching p**n on the way or you got some sort of dick enlargement surgery?" Jastrow closed his eyes and sighed. "Why are you even looking at my dick?" "It's hard not to notice it." Andrew responded. Everyone turned towards Jastrow and he immediately picked up a throw pillow and placed it on his lap. "Guys?! Are you fucking kidding me? Focus!" They immediately turned away. His cheek reddened and he huffed. "Anyways," Andrew continued like he hadn't just told such a joke. "Jessica has to go. Today." He concluded.

He clicked on her profile and after taking a good look like at the picture provided, he began reading out a loud in hopes to learn something about her . "Full name: Blair Astrid Andrews DOB: 4th October 1998 Age: 23 years Profession: Lawyer Blair Astrid Andrews is the one and only heiress of country's biggest construction company. Losing her parents at a ripe age of 7, Blair has been raised by her uncle Miguel Andrews and aunt Martha Andrews. Blair has expressed her disinterest in business and currently practices as a lawyer at the reputed KS Law Firm."

All she received from Anabelle was recognition, never adoration. Briana turned to Jonard, who was discussing a deal with an Italian businessman, and suggested, "Jonard, Andrew is already here. Why don't we go and greet him." Jonard Hill, Andrew's best friend, smiled, looking up to the distant table and said, "Oh, I did not notice the lad had arrived." He turned to the Italian entrepreneur and invited, "Do you want to meet the coming CEO of KNW Lifestyle Media, Mr. Ricci? I can introduce you."

Riley's POV “I swear! I can smell him Jack! Please let me investigate!” Andrew pleaded almost sounding like he was whining like a dog. I peeked through the tent door and saw Andrew shaking furiously. I would have gone out there, but I was still not allowed to leave the tent. Jack had his arms folded in argument and was shaking his head. Andrew was angry and eager. I could see it in his body language. I could see Landon in the corner of my eye and saw no expression on his face. He was completely blank which really bothered me.