Jack Kline の小説・ストーリー

“All Kane has to do is to reveal the NDA Kendra signed on the day she came to blackmail him. That will explain why he went on record to lie to the world because he was simply trying to protect his family.” “And then everyone will want to know what he’s trying to hide,” said Jack sardonically. “And that’s the moment when Kendra’s family will finally spill all of our secrets to the world and beat us at our own game. Checkmate!” “Why do you always have to be so negative?” Lillian asked him. Jack shrugged. “I’m just trying to bring you all back to earth because you guys seem to have your heads stuck in the clouds.” “You can make your point without being rude,” said Elsie coldly.

And right now, as he was walking towards the main gate, he experienced a wave of feeling at the prospect of finally seeing him face to face. As soon as Kirklin got off from the vehicle, the main gate opened automatically and he was surprised to see his father Keith Jefferson. Keith Jefferson personified prosperity. He and his wife Kelsey Ariella Jefferson had accumulated a fortune as the Chief Owners of Fortune 500 businesses worldwide that appeared to increase exponentially every year. He was a 6 feet 2 inches tall man with broad shoulders and chiseled features that radiated charm and confidence. His piercing eyes appeared to sparkle with intellect and wit, and his thick hair was always nea

She is about to end up the call but on second thought just waits to hear what he will say. Of course, Jack is not a weakling. As a matter of fact, Jack used to be the best underground fighter among all until he raised enough money to build his own underground fighting club. Right now he currently owns the highest fighting club in Virginia where he makes over a thousand dollars on a daily and also owns some other minor businesses. Jack is not just a fighter but a business tycoon. She had said that just to piss him off.

Jack who was very close raised his head and was surprised to see Lina's reaction, which he quickly recognized and joked: "Are you lonely? Want someone to come in?" "Don't joke!" Lina was taken aback for a moment, then waved her hand awkwardly. Jack took a glass of wine, took a slow sip, and said, "I'm not kidding, don't tell me you never thought of it like that!" “…” Lina had nothing more to say after hearing that, was he acting so obvious?

Alpha Jacob craned his neck and observed me like a lion weighing the food he is going to devour. “Lift your legs on the tray, I want to eat you.” Alpha Jacob commanded, his voice sexy but powerful. I looked like a little kitten following the order of my boss. My legs even trembled a bit that I almost lost my balance, but thanks to Alpha Jacob because he was too quick to hold me in place. He was already on his knees, his face inches away from my wetness, and one flick of his tongue was enough to make me cry. My hands immediately went to his hair but he just gripped them in one hand, not letting me do what I wanted.

He hadn't expected to get caught. "Jack." Jack trembled as he said, "Yes, sir?" "How long have you worked for me?" Having a bad feeling, Jack replied, "13 years." "I've treated you well in the past 13 years, haven't I?" "You're my greatest benefactor, sir. If you hadn't gotten me out of the underground life, I would be dead by now," Jack said truthfully. Jack used to be an underground fighter in the black market and had met Kirk by chance.

Jack Clement was a tall man with a stern expression. “Mr. Clement?” I said, extending my hand. “I’m Elijah Sinclair. I’ve heard you might have some information about Henry Stanford.” Jack’s eyes narrowed, and he shook my hand firmly. I took a seat across from him, and Jack wasted no time. “Henry. That name still makes my blood boil. He was a master at dodging the authorities, but he left a trail of destruction. When I was with his company, he was involved in all sorts of shady dealings. The man built his fortune on illegal transactions.”

I asked. "Ohm, the one in a mustard shirt?" I nodded. "He is Zach Matthew Kline," he answered and added more details about him. But I did not get it. I understood that he is a son of a wealthy businessman who happens to be dad's friend. I've memorized his name and even how he looked like. His smile, his eyes, and everything about him. Until he became a part of my system that is difficult to remove. I've always done the same thing every time an event is held at home. To see him from afar

“Hybrids are dangerous. We’ve all heard the stories.” “Jake’s lost his mind,” another voice muttered. It was Lucas, a younger member of the pack. He had always been a bit of a hothead, but I never thought he’d be this openly rebellious. “He’s threatening execution for anyone who even speaks against his family? That’s not leadership. That’s tyranny.” “Keep your voice down!” Claire hissed. “Do you want to get us all killed? He meant what he said. You saw his face.”

"Aaron told me Jack is co-operative throughout the thing, which is kind of suspicious. He didn't try to attack anyone, didn't even give them the usual death glares. What's up with him?" I knew why. "I think he's giving up, Ken. He's had enough." Ken shook his head. "That's too theatrical. Do you think Jackson, the one who is so famous for killing over a dozen people is just going to give up because he is tired of interrogation?" He gave a laugh. "You're thinking wrong, sister." "Oh, so you have it all figured out?" I asked, folding my arms over my chest. "Let me listen to your theory Amateur Detective Ken Frazer."