Jonathan Brandis Relationships Novels & Stories

"Nobody gives a damn about your relationship with my cousin." "You will learn to watch your mouth around me. I've tolerated enough of your childish tantrums." Brandon stepped closer to us. They were both beginning to draw attention. "What would your best friend think if he found out you once helped me?"Jonas taunted. "He's right outside. Get off the bus and tell him yourself." Brandon replied. "Get out." Jonas spits.

"You smell... so nice." "Brandon, get a grip," the man snapped, pushing him back gently but firmly. "Ethan would strangle me if he saw you like this." "Ethan..." Britney found her voice, finally daring to speak. "Who are you?" The man turned, a smirk playing at the edge of his lips. "Jacob Ford," he said simply. "An acquaintance of your brother." "Jacob came for me... but Ethan didn’t," Brandon slurred, his head lolling to the side as his words spilled out in frustration. "He hates me... Jacob, please... I’m so horny. Someone... anyone..."

Brent said, following her gaze. “What’s his name?” “You’ve heard of Jonathan Jonas? The Tycoon?” “You mean he is Jonathan’s brother?” Brent nodded. “Oh boy, that kid is in real trouble!” “What do you mean?” Brent asked. He poured her another drink, but she immediately got up and thanked him for the drinks. She placed a few hundred pounds on the counter and bolted out.

He can only imagine what she must have gone through, in the hands of those two wicked people. And to think he has been so nice to them and, has been helping them with money makes him even more angry. "And her father watched them treat her like that? I can't believe this." Jonathan said to himself. Jonathan continued reading, it states here that she got married to Tristan Zachary and that is all the guy has on her. "Tristan Zachary? I'm sure I've heard that name before." Jonathan said. "Find out who Tristan Zachary is and everything about him." he said to his assistant.

And Brandon did not seem bothered by it in the slightest. On the contrary, he waited patiently for whatever answer Naomi would give. “I understand,” he finally said as he slowly swirled the wine in his glass. “A relationship like that isn’t always easy to explain.” His tone was light, almost like ordinary small talk. But before Naomi could begin to feel relieved, Brandon continued. “If there’s really no relationship between you and Mr. Chris—” He paused for a moment. His gaze settled directly on Naomi.

CHAPTER 104 — VIRAL SCANDAL LARRY'S POV Larry Jonathan: married, but apparently monogamy isn’t his thing—he’s knocked up Brandy. And Maya? Word on the street is she’s cozying up to her bodyguard. Oh, you think they’re divorced? Where are the fucking papers? Some marriages are made for love… others for drama. My fingers froze over the phone screen, as the post stared back at me like a mocking glass of champagne, bubbly and sharp, threatening to cut my tongue off if I tried to speak.

"Brother! What, what are you saying? She's really—" Jonathan had been abroad for years, and he had just returned and was unaware of Brendon's marriage. However, when he saw the emerald ring on my finger, his eyes widened almost to the point of falling out. "Oh my God! You're actually married!" Jonathan exclaimed, "It must be that God answered Mom and Dad's fervent prayers. I thought you'd end up living alone in the treehouse I built!" "Don't waste time with nonsense! Quickly apologize to Fiona." Brendon scolded him.

Another girl is lying face down on the bed, naked at the top and in denim shorts at the bottom. Brandon's eyes find mine and his lips set into a straight line. "Is that your girlfriend?" The blue eyed blonde angles her body to the side to get a better look at me. My eyes meet hers and then go back to Brandon who remains silent. "That, my dear sweetheart, is his fiancée." Jonathan says with a bit of slur. The girl who was obviously giving him a blow job chuckles. "Isn't it too soon?" She says and anger simmers inside of me.

Jonathan said while tapping other's cheek. "Remember this?" Jonathan pulled a grey file. "C-company's shares?" "Yes. You got good memory Mr. Brown" "And this?" He pulled another red file. "P-property p-papers...." "Yes. Very good. You are doing good." "Here how about this?" Jonathan said and tossed few photos at him. These photos are of him and a woman, and he is beating her, raping her. And another a piece of newspaper where it is written that Brandi committed suicide by jumping in a swimming pool of her house. Jonathan stood up. Vincent looked at him with terrified eyes.

"There's something I need to tell you" "I'm all ears" "Well..the man whom was here earlier was Ryan, my ex-husband. He'd gotten to know where I was after I'd done the interview and flew in this morning to see me" "Oh" Oh?. Is that all he had to say?. "And we are also business partners but I swear, I never invested in his business with the intentions of--" "Ciara, calm down and listen to me" Jonathan says with his hands on either side of my shoulders. "You don't need to explain to me whom you do business with and all that. I wouldn't get the wrong impression at all"