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The eager glint in her eyes as she waited for my answer made my skin crawl. “Oh, shit,” Cory suddenly cursed, eyes glued to his phone. “Mel, you need to see this. It’s Jensen.” I shot up from my seat and snatched the phone from his hand. The headline hit me like a punch to the gut. Chairman of Sweet Nature Hits Daughter, CEO Jensen Aniston, After $10 Billion Loss Photos were plastered everywhere. Uncle Felix’s hand raised in anger. Jensen’s face turned away. The article was vicious, painting every ugly detail.

He wrote a bunch of letters and numbers with other stuff down, then he returned to her side. "Here!" Jackson said, giving her the paper. Jennie accepted it. "What is this?" She asked after reading it. "These are the codes and passwords for every private account I own. I am talking about banks, Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, TikTok, and others." Jackson replied.

“You don’t look fucking stressed to me. You look like a man who is sulking after been dumped.” Jensen is the most observant, loud mouthed and blunt bastard I’ve ever met. As the beta of the Mo pack, his loud mouth do come in handy. But as for the other two qualities, I’m hating him for them right now. He was poking his nose where it didn’t belong.

She was beautiful, with a silver tattoo on her neck. The twins looked like smaller versions of Declan. Both with black hair, passed their ears. They had blue eyes like their siblings, but with crooked smiles. By the looks of them, they were the goofballs of the family. Jenson had green eyes with blonde hair. He was muscular but no where near Declan. He was a little shorter as well, but he was still very handsome. "She doesn't look so good." one of the twins says, pointing to my flushed cheeks as my eyes tried to adjust to the people in the room.

Jayden opened and Harvest Weekly's I*******m account and saw the latest photos and videos that had just been uploaded on the Harvest Weekly page. He saw Lea's name tagged in the magazine and decided to follow Lea and open his girlfriend's account. There aren't many uploads on Lea's account, mostly just reposted uploads. Jayden looked at the photos and video clips of Lea with a young actor named Jonathan Issac getting tons of likes and comments. He opened the comments column and read the various comments in it. His face was getting more and more cloudy. Who is Jonathan Issac really? Jayden decided to open Jonathan Issac's account which was tagged by people who commented. Jonathan Issac is a v

Hanna demanded. "Lex has the hots for TJ." Pamela replied. "And Pamela has the hots for Ace." Lexi retorted. "Who's Ace?" Jasmine asked. "BJ Jr's son." Hanna replied. "No shit?" Jasmine asked. "Pamela you game?" Lexi asked. "Why the hell not?" She replied. "I don't think that's a good idea." Hanna warned. "Me either." Jasmine agreed. "You guys can stay here with your men. Pamela can be my wing woman. Text Ace, and let's go." Lexi replied.

"Don't tell me a wolf that got kicked out of his pack. What did you do?" "I was videotaped having sex with someone in college, and they uploaded it to the networks, but I wasn't to blame for that. They drugged me and I couldn't do anything." "Ah... You're Jared Ackerman?" "How do you know my name?" "Obvious, everyone talks about you, many said you were gay, because you didn't have a girlfriend. You're famous, you're a pretty rare unattainable alpha. Some people talk about you. "I see, I'm so weird, everyone knows superficial things about me."

"I'm good." Justin stood a foot taller than Logan with his light brown hair that shimmered a hint of yellow under the light and his light green eyes with a touch of yellow, looking like Jenson Ackles from Supernatural. Of course, he and his brothers have the same trait of hair and eyes, but they are different in personalities. Justin being the second oldest son of Big Jack's children, I say he and Seth are alike. A big flirt. Justin used to flirt with Athena whenever she would hang out with Jordan during their high school years. And Justin would always get a black eye from her.

“Turn around.” Ace nodded, and lifted his shirt to reveal a sculpted torso covered in scars and ink. He did a slow spin, showing Jack that he had nothing tucked into his jeans, and no shoulder holster. Then he bent over and lifted the legs of his jeans, so Jack could see that he had nothing in his boots. That was when Jack finally lowered his weapon. “Coffee?” Ace offered. “No.” Jack walked a bit closer. “So, what’s happening with Jensen?” Ace turned to look at Jack. “It’s big.”