Aj Benson Novels & Stories

Just as she is about to give up, she hears him toss something into the dustbin and the door, that he only closes slightly, is pulled open. He comes walking into the room with just a towel wrapped around his lower body. Ally watches him closely, he is a very attractive man. He is very well built and his skin is tanned. Something you would not expect from someone who wears suits every day. Benson is rubbing his hair with a smaller towel. When he lowers the towel from his head, he realises for the first time that Ally is watching him. He turns to

she queried arrogantly and rolled eyes at him. Ken shrugged and gave her his words, “Trust me, okay. I am not going to get physical or violent over this. Besides, he is a billionaire’s son. He is supposed to be untouchable.” After a brief hesitation, Salsa muttered, “His name is Rod Benson, son to James Benson, the richest man in New York. It will interest you to know that Rod Benson is Opula’s ex boyfriend. They had a reunion at the yacht party which ended up in one-night stand and the rest is history.”

"Let's go on a date," Benson said pouring wine into two glasses form them. "We haven't gone anywhere, we haven't gone out ever since…" his eyes snapped close as memories of almost losing Alita to the jaw of death flashed through his mind–not sonething you wouldn't want to remember, not even randomly. "What do you think?" He asked.

Benson forced a faint smile. “I was like that too. In the beginning, I wasn’t so determined to execute my idea, until I met War Legate Draco in Azure Creek by sheer luck. I saw that he had become the leader of Wyvern Peak at such a young age, so when I got back, I set him as my role model to work hard until I achieve my current accomplishments.” Riley said, “I congratulate you for finally achieving your dream.” Benson did not know how to answer this and the air turned awkward again. After a long time, Riley broke the ice by saying, “Benson, I’m here today because of Adrian’s arrangement. He wants me to make up for my regrets.”

"Clancy's grandson bought that mansion over on Bakersridge." "What nonsense are you saying? The man's a biker; for heaven's sake, where would he get that kind of money?" Natalie took a sip of the water the waitress had placed in front of her as she savored the look on Jen's face. Oh, this was going to be good.

“You spoke well, I think you may have even convinced them to like you.” “Thanks Deano, your compliments never disappoint.” I scoffed, peering up at him. He met my eye-roll with a grin that stretched to his hazel eyes, lighting up his face in that way that made him look less murderer and more golden retriever. He wrapped his arm around my waist, earning him a raised eyebrow from Julius which he saw but ignored.

“No, Connie and Hannah are team one. You are team two.” “Right,” she said. “I forgot.” “Forgot or weren’t listening,” he muttered aloud. Usually, he found her forgetfulness cute, but tonight he found it annoying and distracting. “Here he comes,” Elliott warned them. Through Elliott’s IAC, Aaron could see the dark figure of an older man, hunched over, with crazy black hair, slithering towards the chimpanzee cage. He weaved in and out of the shadows and seemed to do a dance step now and again.

one girl asked her boss. "You don't know him, that's why you're saying this. He is Aaron Benson, one of the top CEOs in the world. He is so workaholic, works straight 16 hours, and even sometimes forgets to have lunch or dinner. He never wasted a single second of his life. " her boss replied to her assistant. "Still, isn't he nervous about whether he will get a contract or not?" "no" her eyes popped out, listening to the voice of the person about whom they were talking.

"The Morrison deal was supposed to close tomorrow." He straightened slightly, and I caught the faintest sway in the movement. It wasn't obvious—most people wouldn't have noticed—but I'd spent enough hours in his presence to know how exact he usually was. Killian Vale didn't sway. He moved with the kind of precision that suggested every gesture was calculated three steps in advance. "It closed this morning," he said, his voice carrying that same strange weight. That's when the pieces clicked together. Whiskey.

He's a nasty bully and I'm almost certain that he was the reason for my mom's death. Meeting Bonnie was a lifeline but to find out that she was also abused at home was heartbreaking. She is such an incredible person and I was blessed the moment she accepted me as her friend, but to find out that not only her father but her siblings also abused her broke my heart. She doesn't deserve any of it and she certainly doesn't deserve to be blamed for her mother's death. We have been by each other's side from that very first day of pre-school, and have had our escape planned out since we were 9. Everything was planned out to the smallest of details and yet, it's all gone so wrong.