John Jones

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  • by John Jones Another boring board meeting had come and gone and the stockholders were slowly filing out of the conference room. The one highlight about this particular meeting was that Aaron's proposal to expand to Monaco had been approved with a majority vote of 9-2. Aaron and his dummy shareholders obviously approved the plan but there were only five of them. To his surprise, everyone but his father and Samuel were in favor. It was a profitable plan; he was fairly certain Alistair only shot it down to spite…
  • by John Jones In the weeks leading up to finals, a pattern emerged in Keeley's life. She woke up, went to class, did homework, went back to class, went to the lab where Aaron brought her some sort of food around 6 PM, and did more homework before going to sleep. When she absolutely couldn't stand studying for another second, she baked or allowed herself twenty minutes to watch YouTube videos. Because she was human and had to take breaks from studying she was only averaging 4-5 hours of sleep a night in order to…
  • by John Jones Keeley couldn't help but laugh at Aiden's desperate texts when she was heading to the lab after class. He seemed so panicked. Was Aaron still so terrifying? She hadn't seen that side of him since their senior year of high school. And here she thought he had gone completely soft. Whatever, she could perform a favor between friends. Coaxing Aaron would work in her favor as well since she didn't want to deal with all of the ice during one of her limited breaks from work. They were supposed to help her…
  • by John Jones "He's going to murder us both," Aiden predicted grimly as they were summoned to Aaron's office on Monday afternoon. "Then he's going to murder Ryan," Cameron agreed. They felt like they were chickens walking to the chopping block. Aiden started humming a funeral dirge and Cameron wasn't sure whether to laugh or cry. He just got a girlfriend, too. Joy was fleeting. "If he does kill me, tell Jennica I love her." "You love her already?! I haven't even told Nova that and we've been dating for eight…
  • by John Jones The day after Thanksgiving, Aaron lovingly gazed at Keeley as she had her knees pulled to her chest under a blanket on his couch watching the season finale of Dancing with the Stars. He did his best to keep his anger in check about that Ryan guy so he could fully enjoy the experience of having her in his house. Aaron hadn't had the chance to properly grill those two traitors who thought they could keep secrets from him yet since Cameron was off in lala land and Aiden's mother took his phone away even…
  • by John Jones Jennica and Cameron decked themselves out in full winter gear before braving the cold. He reached for her hand, claiming it would help them keep warmer, but he was pretty sure she caught on. "You know, there's nobody out here. You don't have to pretend anymore." "Who says I'm pretending?" She stopped dead in her tracks and slowly looked up at him. "I had my suspicions you had ulterior motives for helping me. Why didn't you say something earlier?" He shrugged. "I didn't want to freak you out…
  • by John Jones Aaron hated Thanksgiving. It was catered by a Michelin starred chef but it consisted of some of the most prominent families New York at the banquet hall of a hotel, which seemed against the point of the holiday to him. Keeley had never liked these farces. She used to argue that Thanksgiving was about family and that she wanted to be with her dad in the early years of her marriage. He should have listened to her. Anything would be better than this. Especially since Lacy Knighton was directly across…
  • by John Jones Keeley mumbled under her breath as she tried to make sure everything was accounted for. The pies were baked or bought, the rolls were in the oven, the neighbors were bringing the candied yams and other vegetables, and the mashed potatoes were boiling on the stove. "Dad! How's the turkey coming?" "I checked on it a few minutes ago; it still has forty-five minutes to go," he called from the living room. She sighed. The guests would be arriving soon. Valentina arrived early in the morning when Keeley…
  • by John Jones Jennica certainly wasn't expecting that particular job title. "You're his what?" Cameron rubbed the back of his neck, slightly sheepish. "I know it sounds weird…I was in my first year of grad school when I got approached by this serious eighteen-year-old kid who had been watching me clean people out at unofficial blackjack and poker tournaments held in the dorms for weeks. "Aaron noticed that I never lost and offered me a job straight out of school at his family's company in exchange for going…
  • by John Jones Jennica stayed at Cameron's house until pretty late because they were having too much fun talking. He really loved the meal she prepared, which boosted her ego a bit. Unfortunately, staying there so long meant she didn't have very much time to pack. Ohio was colder than New York so she had to pack heavy if she didn't want to freeze to death and they were supposed to be at the airport by 8 AM. Going into such a hectic trip wasn't going to be much fun while running on little sleep. She couldn't get her…
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