Mr Ford Is Jealous Novels & Stories

I definitely gave him something to remember me by, anyway. She laughed, but it was a nervous laugh, sort of unsure. "I won't have that problem with Jeffery," Casey said. "I know! I'm so jealous!" "I love him so much. I just want to make him the happiest man on earth." "Well..." Jordyn began, and then trailed off. "Well, what?" Casey sounded suddenly worried. Was there a catch? "Just be careful. He might just love it too much. He might start loving blowjobs more than he loves you."

If it was violated in any way, they would come after me and my family. I had met Emilio approximately 6 times. They were all brief meetings when I had visited home. He was a fairly nice man. He never mistreated me and he was always polite, but he was the head of the fucking mafia. I was never the person who dreamed of falling madly in love then getting because my number one example growing up was my parents.

"He has a mafia gang with him- well at least I suspect that he does. Look into Marcus, a driver in the industry." Frederick nodded, rising to his feet. He walked to my side and patted my hair. "You will be fine Kiddo. Remember, every time the grind gets tough, just focus on the mission." "It's easy for you to say. You didn't have to race three hundred and seventy-five stairs just to find a sheet of paper." I grumbled. "He's out to get me." "You don't know that Thena." "Oh yes I do," I said, sitting upright. "I saw the satisfaction in his goddamn face when I reached his office breathless and boneless waving the stupid document like it was a peace treaty. He was punishing me for coming on to h

Elodie snapped. “Oh, I am sorry; have I offended you, Mrs Ford?” The sarcasm dripped from her tone. “My husband is not her so you can leave” “I will much rather wait here or inside for him if you don’t mind. I really have something important to say to him and I think you should know about it too” She mocked. “I do not think I want to hear anything you have to say, Sophia. You can have Henry, I do not care anymore what you both do but do it away from my home”

"I wanted everyone to have fun and enjoy themselves today, but you two started running your mouths even though you barely had a drink! Well, look what you did. You drove them off by offending them!" Ordinarily speaking, he would be fairly courteous with these two, but he couldn't hold himself back this time. They knew they were the reason for this situation as well, so they didn't argue with him. What they feared the most was the look Adrian gave them before he left. It was cold and menacing. "Ms. Ford is the sole heir of the Fords of Jetterpolis. Her father, the chairman of Ford Group, dotes on her greatly," Lionel declared with a scoff. "What gave you the nerve to be that arrogant in front

"You're pathetic. No wonder you can't afford to help your own mother." Marcus saw red. This rich, spoiled woman was insulting him while his mother lay dying in a hospital bed. "You have no idea what you're talking about." "I know exactly what I'm talking about. You're a loser who lives in cheap motels and begs for money like a dog." "Stop talking." "Why? Can't handle the truth? Your mother is probably ashamed of what her son became." That was the last straw. Marcus felt something cold and dangerous settle in his chest. "You just made the biggest mistake of your life," he said quietly.

"Besides, Harlow isn't remotely my type. She's too short, and she's got those giant bug eyes going on." "Bug eyes?!" I yelled. "My point is," Madoc said, dismissing me, "I'm not trying to get with your girlfriend, naked Fonzie." "What the hell is a Fonzie?" Cyrus replied. "Ugh… I'm way too old for this." Madoc threw up his hands. "I'll try to surf the internet for some pop culture references you children can understand." Cyrus sneered and kicked over a pile of papers next to Madoc's desk. Madoc let out a gasp and bent over the scattered pile.

[Aria] When we had lunch after training, Ford started excitedly telling us about how Madison had fought. I was happy for her and proud as her mate. She was as strong as I always knew she was. She blushed and didn’t say much while he was going on and on. He didn’t seem to mind it, though. He was in his own little world. The change in Ford was amazing to see. He used to be so depressed with an underlying anger that never relented. I didn’t even realize that wasn’t who he was, since that was all I had ever seen.

She met the old man's gaze, “I will do everything to have him… even if I will kill that girl.” Maddy was eaten by her jealousy and rage. She’s already obsessed with the man—she didn’t love him. She had just been challenged by the situation, where she couldn’t have him. Mr. Monde already knew that Maddy loses the game even if she didn’t start yet. “Well, then, I will leave you with that. Just fixed yourself and the new photographer will come.” Maddy never replies and just exited the old man’s office. Mr. Monde then put down his pipe and grab the telephone as he dialed a group of numbers.

As if watching him, Ford calls back as soon as he finished reading the words. Oswald picks up and in angry voice shouts at him, “What is it again Ford?” “I don’t know, are you that foolish? I would have held her above all my riches. Why would you lose such a good, beautiful, intelligent and hardworking woman to a super idol? I can’t believe that you choose that proud woman? You were actually cheated on? The whole Oswald crofts? Oh dear, I pity you now and your near future.” Ford teased him in serious voice