Sherwin X Jonathan Novels & Stories

I shook my head, “I didn't. I don’t even like football. What’s fun with those big bulky men running after one not so round ball?” Knox’s laughter echoed all over the room, “it’s more than going after one ball, Sweetheart.” I huffed, “I still don’t get it.” “I’ll explain it to you later, are you ready to go?” “Ren,” Devin’s voice startled. Sharon was walking behind him in her blue jumpsuit that still flaunted her curves. Her dark raven hair with highlights of gray was tied in a neat ponytail. Her skin was glowing while beaming at us, she's too friendly for my liking. “Are you leaving? We made plans today, remember?”

Alex said sharply. “Well. This mess is in my life too. I could no more count on you guys. I will be handling this.” “No.” They both snapped at once. I fold my hands across my chest, “Yes.” They exchanged confused looks. Xavier got a message. The confused him turned red again after seeing whatever present in it. “Hmm. Jonathan is on action again.” He said with a frown. “Do you know where he is now?” I questioned him. “Probably in this city, planning with his next bait to crush us down.”

“It is a pleasure meeting you, and thank you Mr.…?” “Oh, mi amor, call me Donatello” he said, smiling at me “this is my eldest son, Donato” “A pleasure meeting the both of you” I said, politely. I looked at Nathan who was frowning, kissing his jawline to catch his attention, making him smile. His eyes met mine and he leaned in, kissing my temple. “Ah, protective about your little beauty” Donatello taunted, clearly noticing that he pressed a button. I put my hand on Nathan’s chest, not wanting him to respond to the man as I pushed him back gently.

He lifted his drink to her in salute before taking a long draught. It burned going down but he relished the warmth. “Oh my god, Jake,” she said, coming over to the table. “You are the last person I ever expected to see here.” “And I, you,” he replied. “Aren’t you going to introduce us, Declan said. “Arsehole,” Jonathon muttered before plastering a smile on his face. “These reprobates are my friends,” Jonathan said. “Brian, Barry, Mason and Declan. And this is my assistant, Emma.”

Amelia asked. “He has the will of a werewolf,” Asher said, shrugging. “The control, I mean. The self-discipline.” “Don’t be ridiculous,” Olivia scoffed. “You’re just being prejudiced because you don’t like humans.” “I like humans just fine,” Asher defended. “It’s just that, maybe Amelia’s right. We don’t really seem to know much about him.” “Stop it! Both of you. Jonathan is a good-looking, capable man. That’s all there is to it.”

The Alpha look cute that time Jonathan is the son of Jason boss. She met him one time, but Jonathan mother is not ok with the idea. She don't want her only son to do friendship with some Omega girl. Trisha remembered how Jonathan tried to play with her back then. Johnathan asked her to play with the ball not knowing that Trisha never held a ball before. The Omega was fond of dolls and her precious teddy. Yet she played with the Alpha who was gentle with her, had a prettiest smile and his soft coffee scent was good too.

she whispered as he reached her row. "I'm fine," Jonathan muttered, sliding into the seat next to her. He smelled like cold air and pavement. "I saved the drive. That's all that matters." "You look like you fell off a mountain," she whispered back, handing him a tissue to wipe his face. "I've had worse mornings," he said, giving her a quick, tired wink. On stage, Adrian had stopped talking. He was staring at Jonathan with an expression of pure disgust. Dr. Harrison cleared his throat. "Finish your presentation, Mr. Matthews."

His tone was unfriendly, tinged with a heavy resentment. Rose mumbled softly, "Well, it is indeed good-looking." Her voice was barely audible, but Jonathan heard it. He wanted to ask if he was more handsome than Miles, but considering that he was her "husband" at the moment and didn't know who Miles was, he let it go. However, the resentment that had been building in him moments ago dissipated. Meanwhile, after having her hand bandaged at the hospital, Sherlyn returned to the workshop in the late hours of the night. As she entered, she saw not only Rose but also another incredibly handsome man.

Elinor, on the other end of the phone, was stunned for a moment and hurriedly asked, "Sherwin, what is the name of your group?" "Elliot Group!" Sherwin smiled and spoke. "What?!" "Elliot Group!" A little unconcerned, Elinor suddenly stood up from his position: "Sherwin, you're not joking with me, are you?" "Of course not. To tell you the truth, I am now the assistant president of our group! "Sherwin, I didn't expect that in the past few years, you have become the assistant to the vice president of Elliot Group; amazing!"

Jonathan was particularly shocked. Did he hear it wrong? Did Liam just ask him to buy sweets for Rita? "I'm not going." Jonathan rejected angrily. But then he met Liam's cold eyes, "What?" Jonathan was one of the most outstanding members in the shady staff of the Wilson family. Though he was just in his early twenties, he was really fierce outside. His hands were covered with blood and was well respected by other people. But he was really afraid of Liam. "Fine. I'll go."