Aaron's Patience Novels & Stories

She had not been prepared for him. Not for the way he stood with quiet confidence, no longer the boy who kept himself small, but a man shaped by discipline and patience. Not for the calm gravity in his voice, or the steadiness in his eyes that made her feel, inexplicably, like she had come home to something she didn’t realize she’d left behind. For Aaron, the meeting reopened something he had carefully folded away. He had told himself he was past longing. Past wondering. Past loving someone silently from the edges of their life.

The men’s room was quiet. Too quiet. The kind of quiet that pressed against your ears, where even the drip of water from a loose tap sounded louder than it should. Aaron stood behind me. Watching. Not the usual way—no irritation, no bored authority. This one was different. There was no hiding it. Just… hunger. Raw. Unsettling. “What do you want this time, Aaron?” I asked, my voice low, steady—but not respectful. Not anymore.

" I deliberately spoke loudly so that all the housekeepers, who were clearly eavesdropping, heard every word I said. Aaron's face went from red to white. It was a pretty amusing display. He excelled at playing the gentleman in front of Jenny while quietly enjoying everything she gave him. My words stripped him bare and exposed his facade. Jenny's chest rose and fell. She lifted her hand again and scratched hard at her scalp, which seemed to be unbearably itchy. "Just what the hell do you want, Nathan?" she questioned.

I nodded, and the two of us went our separate ways. Sarrah is a good person, so I genuinely wish that she will also gain the happiness that she deserves. I went back to the classroom then I saw Aaron. He was reading a book, I think it was "The Song of Achilles". I noticed that one of his favorite genres is mythology. Adorable. "Oh hey!" Aaron waved at me. I waved back at him and I sat on the seat beside him. "Not that I'm prying or anything, but I saw you and Sarrah talking with each other. And you both look serious, is something wrong?" he asked as he turned his face away. Haha cute I thought as I chuckled.

He looks at the plate beside him. "Hey, Chase... Tomorrow I want to eat pasta too." He pouted and look at his sandwich Chase shove his plate to him. On his plate still have half of his meal. "Tch! I want more than this." Even he said that he still takes the plate. Knock his head a little Chase said "Be grateful." Aaron smile looking at these two people. 'They sure are good people, I bet.' ... In the middle of the night. Outside is currently raining heavily. He could hear a loud thunder from inside his room and suddenly Aaron heard a creaking sound from his door. He peeks at the door and found Aslan was standing at the door frame.

Aaron nodded and said, "I know I messed up big time, and I don't expect her to forgive me right away. But I'm willing to do whatever it takes to make things right with Cersei." "I understand, Aaron. It takes a lot of courage to admit your mistakes and try to make things right. Just remember to be patient and give Cersei the space and time she needs," Mirabel said. Aaron sighed and said, "Yeah, I know. It's just hard to wait when all I want to do is apologize and make things better." "I get it, Aaron. But sometimes, the best thing we can do is be patient and let things unfold naturally. Cersei will come around eventually," Mirabel said, placing a hand on Aaron's shoulder.

Something darker underneath. My wolf shifted. Just slightly. A faint pressure behind my ribs. Aaron felt it. I knew he did. His eyes flicked down briefly to my chest before snapping back to my face. Something dangerous flickered in them now as they shifted between storm gray and icy blue. "You have a remarkable talent," he said quietly, "for testing my patience." I smirked, batting my eyelashes teasingly. "You're the one who keeps letting me." Aaron leaned down slightly. Close enough that if I moved even an inch forward our foreheads would touch or maybe even our li— Xavier! Stop!

“Sorry, it looked so good.” I couldn’t do anything but laugh. The scandalized look on Aaron’s wide-eyed, open-mouthed face was priceless. “That’s right! Women are all the same. You all just take, take, take, don’t you?” He cast Lauren and mom a scornful glower. I had to wipe the tears from my eyes. “Aaron, calm the fuck down, it was just a doughnut.” He jabbed his finger at me. “But it’s not! It’s not just the doughnut. I’m tired, underappreciated, and undervalued,” he blew up in frustration.

“You really love to challenge my patience, Mia bella~” Fuck! Why do I feel like I have dug my own grave? “Ah!! Aaron?” I gasped as he tossed me over his shoulder and took me towards the bed, gently putting me down and hovering over me. He grabbed my bathrobe and slowly opened it while looking into my eyes. “I'm not going to fuck you.” He whispers and bites my earlobe. “But I will also not let you play with my patience!” Suddenly a sharp pain reflects in my core and I yelp in pain. “Aww! Does it hurt? Mia bella~” Aaron teases me, rubbing my wet pussy lips.

"Luke? Did you prepare everything for tomorrow?" Aaron asked in his phone while putting Rhea to sleep. She was still awake when he came back from the party. He immediately left the party after she was gone. It was like he was there only for her, though he convinced his heart saying he was there to only piss her off. He wanted to see any kind of reaction out of her. But her calm attitude pissed him off in return. It looks like she has learnt to keep her tempers in check which he lost in these two and a half years. He forgot how to keep his temper in check and kept losing it in every small issue.