Aaron Hakimian Novels & Stories

"Great! We like to throw our newcomers right into the mix. You’ll be paired with Aaron for today’s exercise." Ms. Parker gestures to a tall, strikingly handsome young man across the room. Aaron has tousled dark hair that falls just above his deep-set blue eyes, which for a second seem to twinkle at Mary Lou with mischief and intelligence. His chiseled features and confident demeanor give him an air of effortless charm. He wears a simple white shirt that clings to his athletic frame and a pair of well-worn jeans. Aaron notices them and strides over, offering Mary Lou a warm, smile. "Hey, I’m Aaron. Nice to meet you."

"My name is Aaron, and you are?" He simply stared at Aaron outstretched hand. After a while, he replied "Brian Kamryn" ignoring his hand. Aaron slowly withdrew his hands, clearly embarrassed. He had heard about the famous business tycoon, Brian Kamryn. But that didn't give him the right to be downright rude and arrogant... He was a hotshot doctor too.

Emma mumbled as she served another spoonful of Russian salad on his plate. "Thin and Rasmus?" Angela asked in a gasp as she looked at Rasmus and then at her mom. "Mom, are you serious? The man looks like a giant," Angela exasperated. Aurora smiled softly and Hunter snorted. Emma glared at Angela and before she would scold her daughter, Xander grabbed her waist and pulled her down on his lap as she gasped.

His lips stretched to the right side, drawing a smirk on his exhausted face. Still holding a gaze at him, Haya stood still on the spot. "Jacob, catch it", Aaron turned around, throwing the ball, and ran towards the court again, leaving her in great confusion. She wondered if he was serious about it. However, she also knew that Aaron Samuel was also famous for being sarcastic and humorous all the time. How could he know everything about her? She was an ordinary girl among the thousands of students who had no identity.

What was Aaron up to this time? “I know you’re all wondering why I assert so much importance to her,” Aaron went on. “It’s because Kiara Storm is a major contributor to the Andersons Group’s success. Exactly… She's the same person who single-handedly made the construction projects successful. Every hotel, estate, and resort, is a result of her intelligence, hard work, and dedication. She worked day and night, alongside engineers and the construction crews to achieve what even I wouldn’t have been able to if I’d decided to do it alone. Yeah, I admit it. Kiara Storm is better than me.”

“Right here. Right now. You can end this, you can stop.” Behind me, Liam’s voice broke softly. “Alaria…” But I didn’t turn to him. My eyes stayed on Darius, on the flicker of humanity still buried somewhere beneath the ruin. “End it,” I said. “Before it ends you.” He looked at me for a long, hollow moment. His weapon hung loose at his side, his shoulders trembling with exhaustion. And for a heartbeat, I believed he would do it. I saw it in his eyes, the surrender, the grief, the recognition that maybe, finally, he understood.

Taking this as a chance to ask him a few questions I ask him how old he is, he tells me he's nineteen studies at the Brayer collage. we come to a cross section and he turns left to cross the street but I stop him "Hey uh Harper" he turns around waiting for me to say something but I don't know what to say so he gives me a slight nod then turns around and walks off leaving me standing there watching him walk away.

Shit! “Ok, Sweetheart. What's your name?” She gives me a small smile and I'm grateful she's let my dockish behaviour slide. “My name is Aria.” Aria… the name suits her, it's beautiful just like her. “It's nice to meet you, Aria. My name is Robbie and I'm a warrior here.” she nods her head while still keeping that smile on her face while I prepare myself for my next question. The most important one. “How old are you, Aria.”

Some men loved to do that because they were a bunch of sick rapists. Hazel tried to look away thinking I was not going to approach her but if she thought that, she had another thing coming. “Alonzo,” I greeted. The man looked at me and smiled. His yellow teeth looked disgusting. I almost wanted to knock them out. Why would a rich man like him not invest in veneers? Maybe he enjoyed turning people off. “Markos—” “How much for your date?” I asked. Hazel’s eyes widened and she shook her head.

Sharmaine asked. "Shawn Ezekiel Peñafranco." Harah replied seriously. Sharmaine's eyes widened in shock because Shawn is a famous bachelor and very rich. "OMG! What a luck!" Sharmaine said happily. Harah just shook her head while smiling.