Novel & Cerita Jake Ryan Now

“You were kissing my sister, dude.” “I know.” “No. No, you don’t get to act calm right now. Are you seriously telling me this is a thing?” I opened my mouth, but Jake cut in. “Yes. It is.” Ryan blinked like he didn’t believe what he was hearing. “How long?” Jake looked at me for half a second, then back at him. “A while.” “Jesus Christ.” “I love her,” Jake said quietly. That shut Ryan up. He laughed. Just once. Sharp and bitter. “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.”

Jake was 34,Ryan was 30, tall, ruggedly handsome, with a muscular build from years of gym and manual labor, a deep voice, and a confident, teasing personality that always made Sarah blush when he was around. Tonight, Ryan had fallen asleep early on the couch after a few beers. Sarah was in the kitchen cleaning up when Jake walked in to grab another drink from the fridge. He stopped behind her, close enough that she could feel his body heat. “You know,” he said, voice low, “Ryan’s a lucky guy. Beautiful wife, nice house… but he falls asleep while you’re still up looking like this.” Sarah was wearing a thin tank top and tiny sleep shorts. She turned around, cheeks flushing.

he begged, “I can explain!” “I’m sure you have a cute little explanation for us,” Jake said coldly. “But first you’re gonna tell us everything. Every detail about your little arrangement with Craig.” I grabbed the kid by the arm and hauled him to his feet. The words started pouring from his mouth like a faucet. Everyone at the table listened quietly as Ryan spilled every detail of his betrayal. Half the kid’s words were a jumbled mess of excuses and pleas for mercy, but Jake listened intently, his face a mask of stone.

Ryan affirmed firmly, with a reminder, "you can stop pretending now. You're surprised expression doesn't look genuine at all." "Ryan Blake is the son of Jacob Blake, the owner of the Blake conglomerate, a multinational corporation." Ignoring Ryan's words, Ivy wanted Ryan to confirm once again, this time with absolute certainty. Instead of directly answering Ivy, Ryan nodded, not forgetting to flash a smug smile to taunt Ivy. Ryan was pleased that Ivy finally admitted knowing him.

“Jake. Good to see you. Enjoying the evening?” Jake smiled back, shaking Ryan’s hand firmly. “Yes, great event. The house looks perfect. Clara is having a wonderful time too.” They exchanged pleasantries for a bit. Ryan asked about work, and Jake answered smoothly, talking about recent deals and family plans. But I saw the way Jake kept glancing at me. He acted like he was going to tell Ryan everything. His eyes had that look, the one that said he was holding onto a secret and thinking about dropping it.

I thought he would have his fingers brought to in between my legs so I waited and waited and waited… until he smirked and stood up. What the fuck did just happen… “No fucking until you’re well rested.” That was he said before he made himself busy on his royal table. The silence enveloping us inside his cabin was even more painful to hear than the noise of children shouting and screaming in the omega area. Jacob was busy opening up sealed letters, reading them, then throwing them into a trashcan. He would take a gaze at me from minute to minute. And every time he do that, I would look away and keep my eyes busy with the things that are in this cabin.

Hadley has to be twenty by now, at least. “She started classes at Crescent Falls University this fall for teaching,” Ryan says without prompting, turning his frosted glass in a circle. “I offered to pay for it, you know, as Alphas should do for members of their packs, but my Beta forbade it.” He clicks his tongue and eyes me. Jake, his Beta, is an asshole. I get why they’re friends, sure. Ryan and Jake go way back to when we were all in warrior training together as teenagers. Both love to fight, workout, and watch sports, but Ryan doesn’t have the mean streak Jake possesses.

If Lucas had him long enough that he couldn't leave when he wanted to, what was the assurance that he still wasn't working for him? “You made the right choice by showing this to me,” Ryan suddenly said to Jake as I handed his phone back to him. “Have this recording and the other ones you made, sent to me,” “After that, I'll have you know what next to do,” Jake nodded and turned around, walking out of the office. I frowned. For an arrogant guy like Jake, it was surprising that he was listening to Ryan's instructions. “How did you get him to do what you want?“

“That’s good because that is a really cheesy line.” He grinned then and looked down briefly. “I’m Jake. Jake Waterman.” “Jane Winters, nice to meet you.” His eyes flickered with recognition and his smile faltered. “You’re with the Heiden’s.” “What?” Jane frowned. “Reid and Ryan Heiden.” His eyes went over her shoulder and she turned around. Ryan leaned against the wall of the dining room and looked straight at her. What the hell was he doing there? “I’m not with anyone,” Jane said as she turned back towards Jake.