Justin Jefferson Little Brother Novels & Stories

Austin said. Austin was the Jeffersons second son and an elder brother to the twin girls who were only eight years old. He had salt and pepper hair, just like his father and when he smiled, he had a cute dimple at the side of his face. "I've been a loyal fan since I got to know them. Wait till you meet my friend, Emily, she's a die hard fan." Amanda laughed. "The boy band just have a way of infecting you with their good vibes." Austin said.

Jack starts as he looks over at me with a sense of disgust. "How do I know you didn't just get done cheating on me then? How do I know you didn't just get finished slutting yourself out because you thought I slept with Hazel?" Jack questions harshly as he takes more steps towards me, having my back hit the dresser. (A/N : In stepbrother , whenever Jack would entertain or get with some girl; Amber would then retaliate by trying to get with someone else. )

You could ask me if I’m in love with my brother’s best friend and I would tell you with a straight face absolutely fucking not. Kane Wilder is my brother Landon’s best friend, a.k.a a pain in my fucking ass. I met him for the first time when I was six.

Olivia seemed excited “I told you me and Brian are best friends, right! So we’re growing up together and among five of us, me, Brian, Kevin, Mark and Ryan, Brian is the only one who didn’t play, but just dated one person, she is Rosie. They’re in a long term relationship until she felt bored and cheated on him with me.” “No way!” Olivia was surprised

Jameson almost killed her that day. Another time, she found her brother's only clean pair of underwear and she hid it. Jefferson spent the entire morning searching for it until he finally decided to go out with no underwear. When he came back, he found the underwear neatly folded on his bed and a sweet note from his sister that read, did you have a nice day?. He almost ran mad.

Justin snorted and replied, “She doesn’t trust me, but she trusts a man I know. If he likes me, she’ll give me the benefit of the doubt.” After the meeting broke up, Justin found himself handing out orders to first his brother who he explained to briefly what the situation was. He saw his fun-loving brother go from Mr. Mischievous to Mr. Sinister in one second flat. It was like that with them, mistreating children was a sore spot with them all.

"Just... get the fuck out." Jefferson chuckled low, unfazed. He reached out, brushing a stray hair from her cheek with a thick finger, the touch electric. "Feisty. I like that. But alright, I'm going. Justin, man, we'll talk later. Hit me up when the coast is clear." He shot her brother a wink, then turned, his ass flexing in those tight jeans as he brushed past her. Justin, now half-dressed, stood awkwardly. "Jefferson, wait—"

Whenever they were in a bad mood, they'd take it out on me, leaving my face and body covered in scars. Eventually, I was sold to a middle-aged couple, who had just lost their son. They took me to a remote, impoverished village. Lex and Gina Little had bought me, not because they wanted a son, but because they wanted someone to serve them and take care of them when they grew old. Since I was older, I was the cheapest option. From the moment I arrived at their house, I had to wake up before dawn to start work. I farmed, fed pigs, and even prepared their meals and did their laundry on a strict schedule.

Leon arrived unannounced after staying away for almost five years. This was just an Uncle checking out on his niece. That was what I told myself. But something deep in my mind was already telling me otherwise.

“He was in Los Angeles finishing a music recording. When we told him we found you, he booked a private jet immediately. He’ll arrive in twenty minutes.” Damian chuckled. “I told you he would drop everything.” “A recording session?” Sophia asked quietly. “Ethan is a musician,” Lorenzo explained. “You’ve probably heard of him. He goes by Ethan Cross professionally." Sophia's world tilted sideways. Ethan Cross. She knew that name. Everyone knew that name. Chart-topping albums, sold-out stadium tours, a voice that had made millions of people fall in love with his songs. "Ethan Cross is my brother?" she whispered.