Julien Baker Partner Novels & Stories

A reputation. "Alexandra Montgomery," Juliana said, her voice dripping with fake sweetness. "I've heard so much about you." Alexandra nodded politely. "Mrs. Cadwell. A pleasure." "Is it?" Juliana laughed.“Actually, I have a question for you,” she said. “Just one. I’d like to see whether you’re really capable of handling a partnership A few people shifted uncomfortably in their seats. My stomach dropped. No. Please don’t do this. We had just closed the deal. Everything had gone perfectly.

"Because you're going to be seeing a lot more of him starting very soon." A cold drop of dread hit my stomach. My breath hitched. "What... what are you talking about?" I whispered, my voice tightening. "Why would I be seeing him?" Julian let out a slow sigh, picking up his tablet again. "Because Sebastian just finalized a massive corporate partnership with our firm. He's injecting millions of dollars into our regional expansion. He's going to be working directly with us, sitting in our meetings, and partnering on our upcoming projects." The room seemed to spin slightly.

"You don't understand-" "No, you don't understand," Julian interrupted, leaning in close, his voice sharp with desperation. "The agency is drowning. If we don't take their deal, we are out of money by winter. He wants to be our primary partner, Eva. He's making us a priority. I am not turning down fifty one percent because he makes you nervous." "Julian, please-" "I'm going back out there," Julian said firmly, turning toward the back of the table. "Get yourself together, fix your makeup, and come back to the table. We are signing this partnership."

Julian said, his voice dropping an octave as he stood up and walked over to adjust Leo’s collar, his fingers lingering on the soft cotton fabric, "if this bombs, we can always move to Vermont and open a bakery." "Only if I'm the head baker," Leo replied, catching Julian’s wrists and pulling him closer until there was barely a breath of space left between them. "And if you promise never to touch the oven." "I make a phenomenal sourdough." "You burned toast in our toaster last Tuesday." "That was an artistic statement on the fragility of morning routines."

"Julian offered. Did you know that? My best friend. He thinks you're a 'catch.' He thinks because I'm letting you go, and it's a fair game for any wolf with a pulse." "Julian is a good man," I said, mostly just to see the muscle in Lucian's jaw twitch. "He's loyal. Stable." "He's no Alpha!" Lucian snapped, taking a predatory step toward the bed. "You wouldn't actually consider him, would you? Or what about that business partner of yours? Kaleb?" "Why do you care, Lucian? You have Abbie. You're fast-tracking the dissolution. Why does it matter who holds my hand once you've let it go?"

The heat of Adrian’s palm radiated straight through the silk lining of Julian’s jacket. Julian turned, his face lighting up with a genuine, breathtaking smile—a smile reserved for only one man in the world. "I had a very demanding investor," Julian teased lightly, leaning back against Adrian’s chest. "He insisted on perfection." "And he got it," Adrian whispered against Julian’s ear, his thumb gently stroking Julian’s hip. "Though I prefer when my partner saves his best designs for our home."

Rocco stayed silent, listening to my words. "We need somebody who can go in with him smoothly," I explained, my voice firm. "We need somebody who will go in deep in any way that interests us. Someone he would lower his guards down for. And also…” I paused before continuing. “I also believe that Julian's secret partner—isn’t an ordinary person. His partner is somebody of immense power in the pack." Rocco gave a serious, knowing nod. "I agree. The schemes of Julian and the scale of the operation are too big for him to handle alone. In a pack like this."

he added with a charming smile that made several people laugh, "I'm terrified of the wedding planning. She's already shown me seventeen different color schemes for the napkins alone." Everyone laughed but I didn't find it funny. Julien's eyes slid to me, his expression shifting subtly. "Though there might be two weddings in the family soon," he said, addressing the room but looking directly at me. "I assume you've all seen the news? My twin sister is officially dating the heir of Raine Motors." More congratulations followed, people turning to me with smiles and well-wishes. I felt awkward, wondering what game Julien was playing now. "Despite being a divorcee," Julien continued. "she still ma

"How fascinating." Dominic slowly sat back down on the sofa. His expression shifted from amusement to calculation. For a few seconds, he remained silent—thinking. Then he looked at Dennis. "How is the Moreau family doing right now?" Dennis let out a long, heavy sigh. "We're collapsing," he admitted. "After certain… reliable sources confirmed what really happened to Julian, our partners began withdrawing." Julie Ann clenched her jaw. "Our contracts were paused. Investments frozen. Some businesses terminated cooperation altogether."

“I have news.” “That doesn’t sound promising.” “It isn’t.” I hand her a glass of water and sit across from her. “What did you find?” I ask, curious She inhale and then exhale “The gala.” My stomach tightens. “What about it?” i asked, dropping my own glass of water “It’s huge.” “I know.” “No,” she says, shaking her head. “You don’t.” She pulls out her phone and shows me an article. “Julian’s company is announcing a new global partnership.”