Alex X Male Farmer Novels & Stories

He’s not exactly the brightest bulb. We’re at the main house on the property talking to the owner, a man who is ironically also named Mark. This Mark is whispering to Alpha Mark about the guy on his land. “He showed up a few days ago,” Mark the farmer says. “He didn’t ask if he could stay there, and I’ve been noticing produce gone from my storehouse, lots of it. The guy eats like a two-ton bull. I can’t afford to feed some guy who doesn’t even work for me.”

Alex shook his head, " that is never going to happen, iam happy you found the love of your life, but this is not the kind of life I want for musey, I like the way things are, not being tied down with strings attached" Roland shook his head and smile at his bestfriend who is more like a brother to him, " Mark my word Alexander Foster, the right girl will come along" Alex was anxious to finish for the day hours after his lunch with Roland, he wanted to go home and shower before taking a nap. He is the CEO of the company which means he alone has the power to make the decision wether to stay late at work or leave very early, and today being Friday which is the fixed day for his Sex Doctor talk s

The old man looked at Alex, trying to find anything in him. Alex noticed the old man's eyeball going around his body before he sighed dropping his cup of coffee. “I don’t look much like my mother,” he said for the old man to squeeze his brows. “Ex…excuse me,” he said in shock. “I’m Alexander McCollum’s and if she’s your daughter then I’m your grandson because she’s my mother,” he said pointing at his mother's picture on his phone.

Adam said with a pathetic attitude, as if he would care. “I didn’t but I find your suggestion very attractive” Alex mocks him again and if won’t stop Adam will find that he is not an average wolf but the one and only Alexander Stepanek. “Mark my words Alexander Leonard!” Adam says. “My wife stays at home with me!” And Alex just wraps his arms under his chest and asks , as he lifts an eyebrow. “Are you sure?” And I swear to you that I am feeling like at a tennis match and the referee just yelled “ tie-break!”

He pushed himself out of the villa and came face-to-face with the soldiers outside. “Hello, Brother…” “You can take the uniform off, Alex.” The man named Alex was left speechless, and he frowned, but in no time, a smug look appeared on his face. He lowered his head to the man in the wheelchair and was tempted to laugh. Ah, he wanted to laugh. “You are boring, Ricardo,” he confessed. “As your considerate twin, I went to a grave that wasn’t mine, came victorious, and what I get is a cold shoulder? You are annoying.” Alexander groaned. He ran a hand through his messy blonde-platinum hair and grunted louder.

Alex’s pov “Your name is Alexander Taylor. A name you’ve hated since you were little because it’s feminine. You are twenty four and you have the ability to write with two hands. Not at the same time but pretty close. Your mother is Latina and your father is American. You love wearing suits. You not allergic to any nut, but you do hate foods that don’t have the W sticker on them.” “I have my reasons,” I said. “Yes. We know. Your ex girlfriend is Emily Pen. Two years older than you, a blonde who is manipulate and materialistic but you don’t listen.”

ALEX I shoot him a flat look, already regretting letting my heart do the talking. I should have said that in private, but I wanted everyone in this room to hear it. Our marriage, having been a secret, is another thing I deeply regret. “You planning on becoming a motivational speaker now? Hi, I’m Alexander King, the emotionally constipated CEO reformed romantic.” I groan. “Luca, shut up.” “Oh, come on” he grins, nudging me with his elbow. “You almost made me cry, bro. Almost. And you know I only cry during championship games and when Nonna burns the pasta.”

"Why, who are you bragging about, Alexa? That farmer who smells like dirt?" The young woman’s heart clenched. It felt like she was the one hurt when he brought up the word "farmer" again. He didn’t know that Aslan was a veterinarian and a business course graduate. "Don’t underestimate him by calling him a farmer. Compared to you, he’s far above you. I bet he could be a lawyer, can you be a farmer? And he’s not just a farmer, he’s a haciendero," she snapped, but he laughed out loud, which only made her more annoyed.

Damn this foul weather. Alexander thanked the farmer and his hired hands for their help. “No problem. Hey, haven’t I seen your face before?” he scrunched up his eyes to peer at Chase. “He get’s that a lot, some people think he’s George Clooney.” Raven intervened and Chase got in the backseat. The farmer and Alexander laughed, and they greeted them and went their separate ways. “Jesus…” Alexander breathed when the men disappeared from view. He slid behind the wheel and put the car in drive.

Alex was about to turn the invitation down but changed his mind on second thoughts after realizing that the old man meant more than just a cup of coffee . Alex was the only son and the second born in a family of three children . Margy , the eldest was already married into one of the Mafia families against the wishes of her parents . Despite the long standing feud between the two families , she already had two lovely sons who frequently visited their grandparents . It was rumoured that her in-laws were currently engaged in a bloody warfare with the Caleb family . June was Alex's youngest sister . Beautiful and full of life , at twenty-one , she was doing her final year in University , majorin