Aaron Cash Dc Novels & Stories

another guest countered sharply, moving away from him. Aaron swallowed a massive lump of saliva, heavy sweat forming on his forehead like thick beads under the bright stage lights. Regardless of the extreme terror gripping his heart, he was not willing to yield or surrender to the authorities easily. He had to play tough. “Sir, I honestly do not know what you are talking about,” Aaron lied smoothly into the microphone, his voice shaking slightly. “I have absolutely no intention of killing my uncle, or my ex-wife. You have the wrong person.” He debunked the claim loudly, feeling really scared deep within his soul while desperately trying to act tough before the entire elite crowd.

“Really? And you expect me to help you!” I sighed, she had me boxed. And with how important getting the contract was to me, I didn't have much of a choice. “Fine.” “That's my love,” she cooed. “Send it to my Lead bank account. Bye. Love you—” I hit the end call. ~~~ (Aaron's POV) I stood in my private office on the top floor, watching the security feed from the lobby on one of the monitors. It was the one of Donald Hawthorne being escorted out played on repeat. I had already watched it three times.

I shake my head to fight back the gut wrenching feeling of disappointment as I turn the key in ignition and bring the engine to life. When I’m home, I barely shut the front door before Aaron’s voice cuts through the house. He’s standing on the foot of the staircase in blue cargo pants and a white vest. Yes. He’s not dressed for work because he doesn’t work. All he did years ago was help me start my insurance company, Wellspring, and he’s been reaping the benefits ever since. “Where the hell have you been?”

Cole, on the other hand, was busy talking and smiling with everyone near him. "Gweneth, this is Aaron. He's studying to get an advanced degree in cybersecurity. Aaron, this is my roommate and best friend, Gweneth. She is the smartest person I know." I couldn't help but smile a little bit at April's high praise. She was always like that—always so positive about me. Aaron reached out his hand. "It's good to meet you, Gweneth." "You too, Aaron," I replied, shaking his hand. His handshake was firm but quick.

It almost made him laugh. He said, "Aaron, since you're now a lone dog, why don't you just come over here? There are plenty of people around, so you won't feel lonely. We can eat and drink together, maybe even get some rest." Aaron immediately declined. "I'm not interested. I've got hundreds of billions in cash now, so I can live it up anywhere I want. I'm not about to come work for you."

Diana looked at Alpha Darren's room, he was no longer there, nowhere to be found. “Oh my! I forgot that Alpha Darren has a meeting today!” Canis quickly picked up her laptop. “I'll go first, please tell everyone that we're in a meeting if they're looking.” Diana nodded. ***** Here Diana was now, in the office cafeteria because she was very sleepy, so she wanted to buy a coffee. Well actually there was coffee in the pantry, but she didn't like it and she thought Alpha Darren's taste in coffee was quite strange. “Here you go, your caramel macchiato is ready.” The cashier smiled as she handed over Diana's order.

“When did you go to Aaron’s bookstore? And why did you go without me?” Aaron was a bookstore/ library owner who was also in the same class as Cyan in college. He was a friend of ours, he had supported me and Cyan at our very worst and he had introduced us to spicy books. His career as a business man and artist had taken off quicker than ours. “Let us get you ready for dates, I sent you Archie’s number, start a conversation and see if it pans out well.” Cyan had spent the whole week at my apartment helping me sell my paintings while looking for a job while taking care of my young sister while conversing with Archie.

Food and cutlery scattered carelessly on the carpet underneath the dining table. "My interior designer, Samatha." He whispered brokenly. Aaron had recently signed the lease for a new apartment at the Upper East Side, located a stone's throw away from Arthur's bachelor pad. His busy work schedule also warranted him to find a place that is close to the office. And besides, he needed a place so that he could bring girls home with him. He felt it's awkward to bring them to the family home and meet his parents when to him the relationship has never gone past a casual fling.

all the more reason he would never forget her. 'And I thought I wouldn't be able to find her.' Aaron had resigned himself to the belief that he would never be able to locate her, yet destiny had intervened, granting him another chance. The woman who had stirred a flame within him now stood within reach. "Let's go talk to this Damon then," Aaron said, already walking toward the couple in the center of the hall. "Of course, sir," Harley followed. Aaron was one of the wealthiest and most influential men in the country. Some admired him, others feared him. But everyone made way for him to pass, as if he were some kind of god.

If they found out, they’d probably be scared half to death. In the end, Lena called Ron. “Hey, boyfriend, come pick me up from the station,” she said casually. Ron didn’t ask any questions. However, instead of heading there immediately, he sent a message to someone else. As a result, before Ron even arrived, Aaron showed up first. “Mr. Ace,” the hatted man greeted him respectfully. Aaron had recently funded a police-community initiative, and every officer present had personally benefited from it. He was practically a walking treasure chest.