Jay Crawley の小説・ストーリー

Cain tenses every time his father says anything to him or me, then they glare at each other like they're having some sort of staring contest or silent argument. Halfway through dinner, Cain's father excuses himself and comes back with a couple who exude authority but seem very friendly with it. After greeting Cain warmly and introducing themselves to the rest of us as Zac and Cally, Cain's aunt and uncle, their eyes land on me. "So you're the one they're after and you killed a rog… wolf with a chair leg. Genius." Cally laughs loudly, sitting down opposite me and bringing much needed life into the room. Her blue eyes twinkle with intelligence and even though it feels like she's assessing me,

He asked as he checked my arm and I shook my head. "Care to introduce yourself?" Jayson asked in a cold tone and I gave him a cold glare. "Noah Clayton, I'm a cardiologist." Noah introduced himself. "Jace Rae." Jace said as he put his hand out and Noah shook his hand. "Jayson Rae." He introduced himself but not bothered to shake hands with him.

Jasper narrows his eyes at me, but decides not to bring up my thoughts. Instead, he says, "I will not stop until this deal is complete." "Do you know anything about Cyprian? Where he may be?" I ask, hating to bring up the name of the man behind the uprising. Cyprian. Young, strong and extremely manipulative. An outsider of the Love Pack born and raised. A rogue now. All these things are a dangerous concoction I don't want my beautiful mate witnessing. Unfortunately, my end of the deal must be upheld.

Grandpa groans in pain as he gets up off the chair holding his back “ you really should go see a doctor about your back” grandma yells at him “ oh would you get off my back women” he gripes slowly walking out of the kitchen “ What was that about?” Creed whispered looking at me for answers “ fuck if I know but I have a feeling bringing her back with me might not be as safe as I thought.” I pout rolling my eyes always something

"And now I'm working as a PA for CJ." "CJ?" I ask obliviously. "The CEO... Cedric Jean. But he prefers CJ," says Zara. "Must be old to own such a big company," I say. Zara laughs. "Naah his dad has been ill and he has finally given the position of CEO to CJ. Word on the street is CJ has been living in England all these years because he doesn't get along with his dad. The only reason he came back is to run the company for his dad."

Selena said, "It's true. I just passed by the study and overheard your brother talking to his staff. If you don't believe me, you can go and ask him." Craig looked at her for a few seconds, then suddenly got up and walked toward the door. How could Heather be his enemy? There must have been a mistake! Craig pushed the door open and walked into the study. Jay, who was talking to his staff, stopped mid-way and looked up. Jay was wearing a white shirt and light blue suit, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his high nose bridge, looking like a gentleman.

She gave us a warm, maternal smile before excusing herself to give us some privacy. In the corner, the television was on, the volume turned low. A news ticker caught my eye. "Breaking News: Jake Floyd officially detained on charges of massive tax manipulation and money laundering. Floyd Corp declared bankrupt..." Claire stopped chewing. She stared at the screen, watching the footage of a pale, disheveled Jake being led away in handcuffs. She turned her head slowly, her gaze locking onto mine. I was busy cutting into a piece of steak, my expression a masterpiece of innocence.

We are going on the same floor. Gray I am Chris Gray Smith. The CEO of the Smith Enterprise. I am 27 years of age, I am living on my penthouse in Manhattan, New York. My parents died long time ago. I only have a grandfather who lives alone in his mansion. My grandfather gave me the company but he has one condition to fully give me the company. His one condition for me is to have a baby with my own flesh. He wants a grandson or a granddaughter before he dies. But he is still strong, he is far away from dying. Tomorrow I will be having my interview for my personal assistant.

2 years ago… Kai swallowed hard, trying to calm herself as she stared at the man in front of her. Jarrel Grayson. Dressed in a crisp white long-sleeved polo, the fabric hugged his toned arms, making every muscle visible. The way his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows revealed the prominent veins on his forearms, running down to his large hands. Everything about him was overwhelming. But despite that, she was glad she could still handle his presence.