Tony Stonem Novels & Stories

"Do you have them in a different karat? And what's the stone?" Tony lowered his voice and said something else that he couldn't catch. Of course he wouldn't go for it, which is why he didn't want to point it out in the first place. He wasn't upset, although he adored that set. It wasn't something he needed however, and Tony had spent so much on him already. There was no way he would ever consider something that expensive, even for Dillon. It was completely understandable. Tony wasn't rich. This wasn't 'Pretty Woman', and he wasn't the gay version of Julia Roberts' character, 'Vivian Ward'. If only he was. That would be awesomely weird.

"So what are you going to ask them?" "Nothing, for now, I just want to see them." And that he did, the moment he got to the end of the stairway, walked the dimly lit corridor between two rows of empty and occupied cells till he got to cell B17. Both rogues were locked up in the same cell. They looked awfully calm and composed. William dutifully introduced them to Jason and Jason observed them. Timon had black hair that was spiky, his sunken black eyes gave him a grave look and he's cheekbones were over pronounced. He was tall, but taller not Jason. Zack however, was a short, sturdy, bald man. So bald his head shone. His eyes seemed too big for his head and his lips chapped. A golden stud gli

Maya said firmly. "Please just hear me....." "Mr. Stone.....please leave," Maya said trying hard to fight her emotions. Her injuries weren't helping the case either since her head ached badly. "Mr Stone.... I also think you should leave too. Your daughter( I am not his daughter-Maya wanted to yell at Damian) isn't feeling well so I think you should give her time," Damian said politely. Tony nodded reluctantly and turned to leave. "And I'm sorry for whatever my other daughter did to you. I'll respect whatever decision you want to take." With that Tony finally walked out.

“Just one thing. That Tony guy.” Carp crossed his arms. “We got a rat already?” I glanced at Stan. He shook his head minutely. “Not a rat. He’s a buyer.” I said. “He’s a real big question mark. What have you dug up, Stan?” “Very little.” Stan frowned. “He’s been bouncing from op to op since you took Niccolo down, leaving a paper trail a mile wide. I got no shortage of bastards to talk to, but they’re not saying shit.”

came a voice beside me. Jacob Taylor had appeared at my elbow, his expression carefully neutral as he watched the Stone contingent. "See how the Stone faction has gathered over there?" he commented quietly. "Everyone knows about Miss Stone's bond with Alpha King Silver, so they all want to curry favor." Dominic raised an eyebrow. "Mr. Taylor, do you bear any ill will toward the Stone family?" Taylor shook his head, though his eyes remained fixed on Olivia. "No, not exactly... but my friend's daughter, Stella Young—the one who confronted Miss Stone at the charity gala—suffered heavy backlash online."

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.

Nic looked at me and I hated that I was thinking about the cabin, which meant my face was not as serious as it should have been. I nodded to avoid them staring too long. "You need to tell us everything." "Ok. Fatty is my boss." he held onto the wound on his thigh that was gushing blood and at that rate, He would die from the wound infection than from any bullet I was going to shoot him with. "Does fatty have a real name?" He blinked once, twice and I stepped closer, catching a whiff of something unpleasant from him. "Finn Connolly. But we all call him fatty, everyone calls him fatty."

James looked directly into the camera, his eyes filled with pain and remorse. "My name is James Lilion," he said, his voice trembling slightly. "And I'm the founder and former CEO of Lilion Corp. I'm here today to tell you the truth about what's been happening at my company, the truth about the corruption, the deceit, and the betrayal that has threatened to destroy everything I've built."

Stone said and smiled crookedly. They didn't say anything till they got into Stone's office. Where he handles private matters. Stone can be considered one of the richest thugs. He works for the rich alone and has the minions that does the smaller jobs for him. "So, I am listening to you. Before then would you like to have a drink?" Stone said when they closed the door behind them. "No, I don't want anything. What i want now is for you to sit so that we can talk! I don't have all day to waste!" Mr. Allen said.

"It's nice to finally meet you Mr Sone, I'm Kimberly Blake and these are my associates Britany Quick, Tom Dunlop, and Charlie Evans" Kim wasn't sure what to make of the bored look on Nick Stone's face, he looked like he couldn't care less about who they were and he made no show of trying to hide it. "I'm glad you trust us enough to take care of your legal affairs and I promise you won't be disappointed".