Aries Jones Novels & Stories

A CEO asked and Amy looked at Chloe with a smirk. "That's her." She said while pointing at Chloe with her hand. Everyone dramatically looked at the person she was pointing at and their eyes widened in shock as their jaw was almost touching the ground. "Chloe Jones. She is my boss, the new CEO of the Jones enterprise." Amy replied with a smirk.

I affirmed, my voice steady, "I am the one.” "Who the fuck do you think you are?" he demanded, his voice rising with anger. "I'm Kira Jones, successor of the late Don Jones. Any more questions?" I retorted, my tone laced with defiance. "Oh, fuck that," he spat, his words dripping with contempt. "I know who you are. I saw you at the burial ceremony of Boss Jones, but we all know your real role. You were nothing but his personal slut. Since when did you start using his name as your own?"

"You still have a chance to undo what you and Mateo Lombardi talked about, and that is with the help of what I have." "Too late for that, Alexus," Mr. Jones's eyes asked for understanding. "I had already signed the agreement proving everything." "Damn it! That can't be!" Alexus blurted, almost angry. "What have you done, Mr. Jones?" said Alexus, unable to restrain himself, but he was starting to lose his patience with the man in front of him. He highly respected him; at age 58, Mr. Jones was an excellent father to his two daughters. Rafaella was seventeen, and the youngest was Cindy, fifteen. And he was practically part of the family, an affectionate brother figure for his daughters.

It wasn't like she needed to hear me, I was telling it to myself mostly. A small television attached to the wall of the coffee shop had a woman speaking. "The contention is still ongoing as to who the anonymous fiancee of the successful Billionaire and owner of the Jonzx Haiè International as well as many other companies, Don Jones, is. Some people are debating on Gil Scott while some other people are on June Silver while some others are on Hanny Bandit. But we will all see who the Mrs Jones will be on the 26th of July, bla bla bla." I had stopped listening. It's not like the wedding of some billionaire was going to get me the $55000."

Mister Dankworth sat beside Jonas and across Ariz. Ariz couldn't ignore the nagging feeling inside her chest. It was like if she stays a little longer with this man, she's not far from vanishing. "Is there something wrong miss Jones? You look pale." Jonas asked earning her a look from mister Dankworth. "I-It's nothing. Kind a hot in here don't you think? Um...shall we start?" Mister Dankworth nodded. She reached for her notepad and pen "I'm Ariz Jones. An investigator, I'll be hearing out your case. So..."

He stood up and extended his hand to me. I shook his hand and nodded. "Beta Jones. How do you do?" "Very fine, ma'am, " he said. "I was not thinking we would be seeing you - when did you arrive?" "This morning, by a helicopter. You didn't hear that?" I asked, sitting down on the couch beside him. He smiled sheepishly. "I did not." "Jones has been very busy recently," Rick said from his table. "He has been running some tasks that require him to be out of the pack many times. Tell her, Jones."

Oliver is still sitting back in his chair, smirking, with his arms folded across his chest and puts his feet up on the table, looking so fucking relaxed. “Are you leaving?” Jace asks, and I can tell he’s still furious but has toned it down with Oliver, considering the last few weeks we have both been through shit and somewhat working together to sort this stuff out. “Nah, I’ll just stay and make sure you don’t kill the fucker, ” he chuckles, nodding toward Jones, who is still seated at the head of the table. Jones is white as a sheet, shaking violently, I can sense his wolf wanting to come forward, but with both Oliver and me here, he didn’t fucking stand a chance.

I squinted, trying to find their audacity. "AJ. The person my brother said. AJ stands for Arte Jones" Now I had their attention. Everleigh meekly leaned forward "Uh...AJ as in...The rising star that's been racing since they were six?" She asked me. Helios chuckled, "Five, actually. Her first time in a sports car, she was sitting on my knee."

If, on the other hand, you are interested in Maya Jones, please allow us some time to groom her to your specifications. Regards Jones, Robert How ridiculous!

Seeing Claudia stunned from the slap, a voice quickly piped up in her defense. "Ms. Jones, aren't you breaking the law? Do you know the sentence for intentional assault?" I tossed the microphone onto Claudia, watching her cower in fear. Satisfied, I shrugged and replied lightly, "Sorry, I don't." "Ms. Jones, you're making excuses!" "Ms. Jones, you've even shared legal knowledge on domestic social media platforms before. Were your degrees and certificates purchased? Were your past case victories just pure luck?" I smiled warmly at them. "I suppose many of you don't know me. Allow me to introduce myself—Ariana Jones, Chairwoman of the Jones Corporation."