Alex X Male Farmer の小説・ストーリー

Alex deleted the video, casually threw the phone into the ditch on the side of the highway, then slowly walked towards Michael and said, "I've taken my personal revenge. Next, it's time to talk about public affairs. Regarding your previous compensation plan for land requisition, we won’t agree to it. If you still want to expropriate the land, then show the proper attitude and compensation plan. But if you still insist on going down the wrong path, I’ll accompany you to the end!" Michael frowned and said through clenched teeth, "Who the hell are you?" "You only need to know that I’m from this village." "Then do you know of Zentrum Pharmaceuticals?" "I do, but it's no different from not knowin

As much as we had our differences and Disagreements, Alexander was the only person who could save Leon now. I met him in my third year at college. He was studying to become a scientist and I as well as quite induced in becoming a Family doctor. I had never really been clear in any of my specifications because I never wanted to study Medicine in the first place. Things changed after that third year though, When I met Alexander. He was popular, but not a playboy or obnoxious or anything you would find in those cliche movies or books. Alex was a down-to-earth and innovative person, He wasn’t a nerd, but he was also not a jock either and half of his popularity, came from the fact that his father

Then, she saw him. Alex stood at the bottom of the stairs. He was wearing a tuxedo that fit him like a second skin, black on black. He was talking to an older man with a scar that was running down his face, that should be Alpha Kane of the Rock River pack. Alex sensed her presence. He stopped his conversation mid sentence, then he turned. His expression went blank.

Jack walked over to the bed and she followed slowly. Up close, she could see the younger version of Jack. Alexander was drop dead gorgeous, he was beautiful in fact. Long eyelashes caressed the lids, a long, pointed nose and small, full lips. No doubt he would be the center of attention of women. " Uh... Alex is... a bit sick, just so you know " He said quietly, looking uneasy. " Sick? How do you mean? " She probed. " Uh... He was involved in a big, terrible accident 3 years back and had not been himself since then ".

“An omertà?” “I’ll explain later,” his breath was heavy, “I can’t take this anymore.” She let out a yelp as he plowed them both to the ground. As if on cue, the garden sprinklers spayed them with water which broke them into a bout of laughter. Alex rolled off her, placing a hand on his chest as it was uncontrollable. She couldn’t help but stare at his side profile as he looked up at the sky. He was Alex Maldov, the most dangerous mafia lord of all time—and right in her eyes, he looked like a normal man, a beautiful normal man.

“You cannot just drive the tractor around the field. You need to make circles or do rows if that’s what floats your boat. This meandering about isn’t going to cut it.” “Alexandria—” “Stop. I’ve told you about twenty-eight times to call me Alex.” “But you’re a girl,” he insisted. I grabbed my ample breasts and fluffed them. “Yes, yes I am. I suppose that’s why I’ve got tits. My name is Alex.” He sighed, pushing the hat up. “Alex, I made straight lines.” I rolled my eyes. “No, you didn’t.”

There could be no loopholes. Using Rupert's connections to the international underworld, Alex assumed the identity of Xander Croix—a powerful, enigmatic mafia lord from a French crime syndicate. The real Croix had long remained in the shadows—low-profile, but feared—just like Rupert. The two men shared a long-standing pact, forged after Victor’s greed and cruelty had left blood in their paths. And now, with Croix's blessing, Alex would wear his face.

When we managed to find our way to the front of the ring, I could see why they were excited. Alex was shirtless, his dark jeans hanging so low on his waist that the v-line led down, giving people ideas of what was in those trousers. His muscles were toned from years of war, and he had few scars, probably from fighting as a wolf. He was fighting two men expertly. Ducking to avoid being punched by the green-eyed man while hitting the larger one squarely in the jaw somehow simultaneously.

We’re just giving it a nudge. Mr. Serious: Fine. But if this gets awkward, I’m blaming you. Farm Boy: Blame me all you want. I’m living for this. Mr. Serious: You need a hobby. Farm Boy: I have one. It’s called matchmaking. And I’m great at it. 😉 Alex POV

So we laid on the green grass behind the school. Alex says,“ I swear on every star, I will always give you attention. ‘Cause you’re hungry for attention. I’m just kidding. “ We both laugh as we look into the sky. I've known Alex for quite a while now and I know some of his personal information. Alex’s background. His dad is a mechanic, his mother is a normal housewife. They moved from the suburbs, they were a happy family, but he was a troubled kid. He’s like this ‘cause his dad never gives him attention, his mother at least tries to give him attention.