Afton Family Michael Novels & Stories

**ANTONY SANTOS**. "I know you said to stay back and spend some time with my family, but I don't think that's possible and I might be way in over my head, but I think Agent Michael and I have spent so much time together that I might know him better than most people. For that reason, I'm in the best position to go after him, that's what I'm doing. Just giving you the heads up." I dropped the cell and kept driving in the direction of Clinton and associates, that's the building where Michael went to.

“No, I looked for him for a long time but wasn’t able to find him for many years. Once I did, I had my security look into him. To say he has made very poor decisions in his life is a major understatement. So I never arranged to meet him.” I reached out and grabbed Michael’s hand. He curled his fingers in between mine as he continued talking. He stared at our hands now, struggling to meet my eyes. “It wasn’t long after he found a match with the Astor family tree on a DNA result that I started getting random messages asking for money. My father, however, made it very clear that Blaine was to receive nothing. Then, after getting no response from me, he started going after my family members with

Families are dead… I looked completely away from him as I struggled to keep my composure. “Zachary found out about Michael… And that he wasn’t your full brother.” I started out slowly. “Your mother is dead too… And Augustus because he was Michael’s actual father… Zachary said he killed Augustus’s whole family. All his children, grandchildren and his wife.” I dropped my gaze thinking about that execution by the fireplace. The memory of the bullets being fired, and the blood splattering everywhere made me feel uncomfortable instantly. I flinched when Conor cupped my cheek with his right hand.

Georgina replied, “The Michael family is one of the four great families in Sendona. They control a quarter of the economy in Sendona and also own the largest casino and bar here! They’re the king of the casinos and bars here in Sendona! “Moreover, they have the backing of the Hall of Evil. Their patriarch is one of the great envoys of the Hall of Evil! “This family of theirs is the most vengeful. It seems that the person Hans dealt with just now is a member of the Michael family.” Hans’ face was ugly at the moment. He yelled as he stepped forward, “Damn it! The hell with the Michael family! And that Rick Michael has been pissing me off since day one! If not for the boss preventing me from ma

Anthony opens the door for Melody. Michael is sitting on the couch; Melody sits next to him on an angle so she can see him clearly. “Are you done being angry at me?” Michael lowers his head acting like he regretted what he has done, “I’m not angry at anyone anymore. I would like to meet my grandpups, spend some time with you, and be a part of your family. I know I threw my family away a long time ago. You are part of what I threw away and I want to get it back, anyway my daughter says I can have it.”

he growled acidly “Well, to what do we owe the honor of your presence? Came to talk about the impending vacancy of the Vamcap mansion, I imagine..." "We came all this way to tell your client..." Aaron got up from the chair he'd been sitting in, moving closer to Michael until he made him cringe, the difference in height between the two of them making it look like her father was about to be attacked by a mountain “That if he wants my family’s mansion, then he must return the money he stole from my mother first.” he suddenly extended the documents he had in his hands towards Michael, making the man flinch as if he was afraid he was going to be shot.

I stare into Michael's blue eyes “You realize Zack can sometimes be a little overdramatic. Anyway, he's locked up. He can't do anything to you anymore.” “I would have thought that Austin would have killed him.” “Austin isn't like that. Suppose he doesn't have to kill someone. He won't. But if push comes to shove and it comes to that point to protect his family. then he will.” Michael says “Okay,” I say softly and stare toward the ground. “Now, what was it that you wanted to ask me?” Michael asks “It's not important. let's get inside.” I say and start making my way to the house

my father said with visible amusement, “you’re still here?” Michael stood respectfully. “Yes, sir,” he answered politely. My father raised an eyebrow. “Why?” he asked bluntly. “You should have gone home by now. You need rest too. Look at yourself — you haven’t even changed your clothes.” Michael glanced at me before smiling warmly. Then he walked closer and gently held my hand again. “With all due respect, sir,” he said calmly, “I’m already home.” My father looked at him carefully. “There’s nowhere else I need to be right now,” Michael continued sincerely, “except beside Audrey.”

I reached for Austin's uninjured hand, squeezing it gently. "And where did Patrick hear such things?" Michael's question sliced through the room. "Children repeat what they hear at home, Mr. Walton." Principal Davis removed her glasses. "Patrick's father works for Halgate Group." Of course he did. The rage building inside me threatened to explode. The Walton family drama, poisoning my children's lives just as I'd feared. "Is Patrick's face still attached to his head?" Michael asked casually. "Michael!" I snapped, but I caught the hint of a smile on Austin's downturned face.