Jonathan Clayton Novels & Stories

“And make sure Jonathan understands we aren't asking him to release confidential records without proper authority.” “Understood.” After Adrian left, Claire opened the folder. Inside was a short professional biography, an old photograph of Jonathan with his father, and a list of business addresses. She studied the photograph. Jonathan was perhaps in his late forties now. In the old picture, he looked barely thirty, standing beside a silver-haired man outside a modest office building. On the back, someone had written a date and a sentence. For Jonathan, who must learn that preserving a document is not the same as preserving the truth.

he smiled widely. The only thing I got from that was that the tall piece of man meat was going to be staying with us and I've just been dumped, it's the best thing that could ever happen, I mean, just imagine waking up and walking into the bathroom to see him, shirtless, towel wrapped around his waist, exposing his v-line a little, the messy wet hair and the water sliding down his body. "Go say hi." Jonathan said, pulling me from my thoughts. My mum had already left and he was looking straight at me and him, "Okay." I said and began walking towards him, "Hi," I extended my arm, "I'm Jade."

"I think by now you must know that Caitlin's not just my daughter, she's seriously daddy's little princess, in every sense of the word. I'm the first and only man in her life until now. I protected and shielded her, her whole life." His stare was dead on, no smile, no give this was Colton Lyon at his rawest. And I knew instinctively that according to how I handled myself here things could go very well or very bad for me. This moment just might decide what kind of future I had in this man's life, which meant my woman's life as well.

" I'm sorry friend but I tend to ride with the best organization " Following the claim of Zainy, konstantin appears from a corner with a smile on his face. " Well well. Here is he. The mighty Maximo Santino! " At once Maximo was hit from behind by a club. He rolled at this cruel impact and Landed on the floor with a great thud. " Boss! " His two members yelled out in distress but they are shot even before they could make any move. Maximo gagged as he laid on the floor. He hated the dirt but he's laying on it now.

Jeremiah stared at him and asked coldly, “Make a comeback and rise up again? Based on your ability or simply depending on the both of you?” Clayton felt extremely awkward as he said, “Yes… I am not really that capable. Even if we were to take a step back, so what if we cannot make a comeback? Even if we continue living off the money that we already have, we would have more than enough money to last us for several lifetimes!”

I could see that she had been crying, man I hated it when women cry. “Have a seat, Lynn. We need to talk.” She took a seat in the chair in front of me. Just as I was about to start asking her some questions there was another knock. “Who is it?” I heard Trevor yell. “Really dude, you called me.” He opened the door and walked in. “This better be good, we had finally got Tyler down for his nap and were about to have some alone time if you know what I mean.” He smiled up at me then noticed Lynn sitting there quietly. Trevor had gotten married last year to a beautiful woman named Nicole and had welcomed a son into this world about a month ago.

"I just want you to be someone who I can trust." "You trust your friend?" "We've been friends since highschool, Jaclyn. You saw him a couple of time, Harrison Clayton, remember him?" He asked and I found myself nodding. I remembered Mr. Clayton, we met a few times on a debutante ball. "He's a doctor right? I remember that you told me that he has hospitals across the country." "Yes, that's right. He has a son named Noah Clayton and he's a cardiologist." "You want to pair me with a cardiologist? Are you sure?" I asked my dad and he chuckled as he stood up.

Nicole was suspicious of Clayton’s deceitful blather. She was not someone who could be coaxed with mere words. Clayton met her gaze and said frankly, “Less than a year… But every day since I met you, I’ve been very happy to find out that you’re single. Nicole, let’s start anew. My name is Clayton Sloan. I was widowed three years ago, and I have a son.”

“He doesn’t even look at me anymore. Not once. Not since her. I am trying to get his attention, but nothing seems to be working. He doesn’t even answer my calls. And that says a lot about Nolan.” Elijah exhaled a long line of smoke, his voice smooth. “You expected him to ignore his Luna forever? Did you really believe that a beauty like her can be ignored. Don’t get me wrong, but living in the same house with her, seeing her beauty, and getting to know her… it would have been hard on any man.”

"Anyta." "I am not finished." I looked at him steadily. "My son, Clay. Teddy. He is four years old and he already has one father who treated his existence as a complication. And now I find out that the man I have been allowing into our lives, into our routines, the man Teddy asks about when he is not around, has been walking around with a criminal syndicate attached to his name like a shadow. And he thought the right thing to do was to let me keep walking toward that blind." Clayton looked up at me then. His eyes were tired in a way that had nothing to do with sleep.