Dio X Jonathan Novels & Stories

Make someone else’s dream come true. My train of thought is interrupted by a hand on my back. “Well, hello, Amelie. We meet again, sweetheart.” I turn around quickly to see that creepy guy from the Michaels Investment Group interview. What was his name? The puzzled look on my face must have given it away. “From the interviews with the Michaels Investment Group. Remember?” He spoke. “My name is Jonathan.” Right! Jonathan. Ugh. “Hi, Jonathan,” I uttered. “It's so nice to see you again,” Jonathan smiled. “Do you want a drink?”

Jonathan was particularly shocked. Did he hear it wrong? Did Liam just ask him to buy sweets for Rita? "I'm not going." Jonathan rejected angrily. But then he met Liam's cold eyes, "What?" Jonathan was one of the most outstanding members in the shady staff of the Wilson family. Though he was just in his early twenties, he was really fierce outside. His hands were covered with blood and was well respected by other people. But he was really afraid of Liam. "Fine. I'll go."

A jade pendant… Something capable of making even Arthur Williams wary must be significant. As the paper burned to ashes in his hand, Dustin’s face turned contemplative. The McCall family was not to be underestimated. Tap, tap… The soft sound of footsteps came from outside, and Dustin’s face quickly returned to normal. “Mr. Dox…” Jonathan entered with a smile with his hands clasped behind his back. He was followed closely by Allison. “I’ve come to express my deepest gratitude, Mr. Dox, for saving my life,” the old man said as he offered a respectful bow.

I just kept on drinking my beer while still trying to tease that guy, and after five minutes, he gave up and just walked straight towards my spot. "Hi there." "Hi" "I've been checking you out," He said, subsequently sitting right next to me. "My name's Jonathan." "Dominic," I smiled, and we did a handshake. "Nice to meet you." Jonathan and I spent some time trying to score some getting to know each other points from each other. He's telling me everything about his home, hobbies, exes, and basically letting me know how fragrant his name is. Well, I'm buying it for now. We had this weird conversation about turtles until the moment he decided that he had enough of it and told me to go somewhere

“That is not what I am saying. I only mean that this will help you move around. At least for now. If you want to gather your things. If you want to see people.” I stayed quiet. “We have been watching you from a distance,” he added. That made me lift my head fully. I studied his armor. It was different. Practical. Worn, but cared for. He had a warm smile on his face, like someone who truly wanted to help. “Oh,” he said, like he just remembered something. “My name is Jonathan. My brother is Jonah. He is behind the carriage. He is the one who sent me. And he is a big fan, by the way.”

said Jonathan. “Well then, I'll be waiting for information from you,” said Rio. “Roger,” said Jonathan. He immediately said goodbye to immediately begin his search. ***** A truth that will change everything A regret that he will always remember *****

“Not yet, Tito.” Tito nodded, and his head dipped in respect. Domenico squatted in front of the slug. “You’re a disrespectful piece of shit. How you even made it this far, I don’t understand. Who are you that Jax would send you here?” The slug looked away, to the other men, to the ceiling, anywhere but at the man leaning over him. Domenico gave a huff of annoyance, pulled his gun from his waistband, and pressed it against the slug’s chest.

--- ### Jonathan Plans His Revenge In a private hospital room, Jonathan finally woke up. Joshua sat beside him, unable to contact his mother and sister, who were on a flight to South Korea. For now, all he could do was stay by Jonathan’s side. Jonathan’s voice was hoarse. "What’s happening out there?" Joshua grimaced. "The news is everywhere. LIG’s rebranding, your removal, Caitlin’s appointment as chairman—it’s all over the financial world. The company is in chaos."

“Look, Riley, I know I shouldn’t have hit Thomas, but you didn’t see what he did to Lacey. I couldn’t stand it.” Folding her arms, Riley walked forward until she was standing in front of Jonathan. “Let me ask you something then. If it had been me in that situation, would you have reacted the way you did?” With a slight tilt of his head to the side, Jonathan’s eyes narrowed. “What does that have to do with anything?” “A lot, Jonathan. Answer the question.” “I–” A trilling sound interrupted Jonathan before he could complete his sentence. Shooting an apologetic look at Riley, he reached into his pocket and took out his phone. Jamie Foxx was what the caller name read.

Jonathan turned his head, somewhat surprised, to look at his petite wife. "Sarah?" "What are you yelling for? You're getting more and more confused as you age. What's with the attitude? If it weren't for Ms. Thompson here just now, I would've been terribly embarrassed. You should thank her." Sarah stood with her hands on her round hips, frowning at him disapprovingly. Jonathan blinked slightly, finally looking at Diana squarely. "I'm sorry... Ms. Thompson, right?" "I'm Diana Thompson, just entered the design world not long ago. You probably don't know me, but... I'm friends with Joe."