Payjay Inanimate Insanity Novels & Stories

I can't see the inside of the building but my reflection and that of Jay Jay. I looked around the compound. There is no one out here. Just us. No guards or Caleb. Just us. This is really a perfect opportunity. I looked at the money in my hand. It is a lot. But.....what about Jay Jay? I looked at him. I can't leave him here alone. He is still playing with his toy and putting it in his mouth. I pulled his hand down. He returned the toy to his mouth. I think he is hungry. I let out a sigh, looking at the money again.

I walked into the café at exactly eight, finding Jay looking like a wolf who had just found his teeth. “Hello, Ms. Stone,” Jay greeted, his face a mask of anxiety and raw determination. “Jay. I hope you haven't been waiting long,” I said, sitting across from him. “I assume you’re here because of the fire on the trending boards?” Jay nodded gravely. “Yes. I knew you’d see it. Starwave’s enforcers came to my den yesterday. They told me that if I kept hunting this, I’d lose my career and gain a lethal enemy in the Harris Group. They offered me a hundred and sixty thousand credits to tuck my tail and run.”

Isayanna I bite my lower lip until it stings, staring at the high-resolution photo of Jaydon Alexander Grey on my laptop screen. He looks perfect. Cold. Untouchable. I let out a jagged breath and spin my chair away from the desk, my tiny office suddenly feeling like a cage. Julie’s voice echoes in my head, raw and suggestive. "Men like Jaydon don’t give charity, Isayanna. They make trades. If you want that money for your grandma, stop acting like his assistant and start acting like his weakness. Find out what he wants in the dark, and give it to him."

I wonder just how far your pathetic company will get without Noelle. But Julian didn't seem to hear a word. He just kept crying, begging for my forgiveness. Dad ordered the guards to kick him out. By the time Zoey arrived, Julian had already been dumped on the ground, looking utterly disheveled. She rushed over to help him up, looking genuinely concerned as she asked, "Mr. Grant, why do you even bother? "Ms. Jones' getting married soon… You should just let her go." But Julian simply shoved her away and rasped, "Leave. I'll give you some money—enough for you to live comfortably for the rest of your life without working.

Tracker begins. “Yes. I forgot all about it. I’m so sorry,” I tell them. “Can you pay us now?” Hijack asks, his tone serious. “Why are you paying them, Cyra?” Zach asks. “To keep the information confidential until we’re ready to submit it to the Council. Becoming a paying customer means that our allegiance lies with you, unless you’re doing something illegal that needs to be stopped,” Hijack says. He reminds me of Hacker earlier today. He’s very intense.

"I'll leave at once if you give me a large sum of money, Sammy—you can think of it as doing me a favor. I still have debts to pay, and now that my scandals are out, I won't be able to stay in the entertainment industry anymore. "I only have you to help me now. I swear I'll leave and never bother you again after you give me the money, Sammy!" Jay pleaded desperately. "I don't have any money! I'm warning you—you'd better leave this instant, or I'll call the cops!" Samantha looked at the distorted, hideous face before her and finally saw Jay's true nature.

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His sinistic hungry gaze bored deeper into her afraid hazel ones as he leaned his face closer to her and finally her existence froze hearing his those words. "I am an insane sinner and I will ruin my Heaven with my insanity, "

He snatched the thick envelope of cash, not even looking at the amount, and fled the room without a backward glance. The door clicked shut, leaving a profound, suffocating silence. Jay lay on the ruined sheets, curled into a ball, his body trembling uncontrollably. He was naked in a way that had nothing to do with clothing, his spirit flayed open, his control annihilated. He was no one. He was nothing. Just a used, broken thing in a gilded cage, and the man who had broken him was still watching.