Andrew X Julia Novels & Stories

Elara was about to reply, but Andrew beat her to it. “Actually, yes,” Andrew replied. Julian’s gaze shifted to him. “I can see that.” Andrew smiled. “Your wife is quite interesting, Director Beaumont,” he said. Julian furrowed his brows at his words, his gaze returning to Elara. “She was just telling me about a possible partnership between us,” he added. “On that note, I’ll take my leave,” Andrew announced before facing Elara. “I look forward to seeing you more often... Professionally, of course,” he smiled before facing Julian.

Every movement they made spoke of immersion and passion. Alicia and Andrew's figures were entangled most sensually. Julian watched quietly. He was perfectly calm, but he seemed to be experiencing some kind of turmoil as well. He wasn't some naive, clueless young man. In fact, he could tell that they had probably been sleeping with each other countless times before. Just how long had Alicia and Andrew been doing this? Was it a year, two years, or nine years? Julian had been taking flights to Grandsburg and staying by her side during the hemodialysis every month. Had Andrew always regarded him as some sort of idiot?

“Does this mean that Julian was telling the truth? What condition is that? I’ve never heard of it.” “I’m not a doctor. I don’t understand such things. That’s what I heard from Julian.” Andrew rose to his feet and poured himself a glass of water. After drinking half the glass to keep his throat hydrated, he said, “Mrs. Stone won’t dare to do anything to Julian. “I’d better meet Julian in person. How unfortunate of me to be involved in someone else’s relationship. I even have to pay Julian a huge sum of money to keep myself out of trouble.”

she said as they sat in the living room, “we need to talk.” He looked up from his laptop, his expression wary. “About what?” She handed him the photos, watching his reaction closely. His face darkened as he studied them. “Where did you get these?” he asked, his tone sharp. “Does it matter?” Isabelle shot back. “Who is she, Andrew?” He sighed, setting the photos down. “Her name is Julia. She’s an old colleague.” “And?” Isabelle pressed. “And nothing,” Andrew said firmly. “We ran into each other recently, and she needed advice on a business matter. That’s all.”

"Lanka, being a solo parent is hard, especially if you're planning to run to the North. Andrew doesn't seem like the type to abandon his pup. Maybe you two should hash it out. Kids need their fathers." "I’ve made up my mind, Julian. I need to be free of him." "Alright then." Julian backed off and turned to leave. At the entrance to the ward, he bumped into Andrew. The two Alphas locked eyes, the air turning heavy with scent and tension. "He's in the garden," Julian offered flatly. Andrew’s cold gaze pinned him down. "Spare me the high and mighty act. It’s useless." As Andrew tried to pass, Julian stepped in his way. "Alpha Wolfe, instead of wasting energy on jealousy, maybe pay attention to

Freya's POV Continued The next few months flew by. Between counseling, school, moving into a new apartment, planning a small wedding, having my 18th birthday with my friends and our parents, also Andrew turning 19 along with Damon. It's been crazy but honestly I am feeling so much better about things. We have gotten on such a well placed routine that things have become easier for all of us to manage. Andrew does some counseling sessions with me, which truly has made such a huge difference for us. With both of us being able to talk, he has more of an understanding as to what was going on with me, I did too honestly.

Julian asked, his tone wary. They hadn't seen each other in two decades, but their bond was as strong as it was when the witches chose to play God and freeze time for all of them. Julian knew he was holding back stuff from him, but Luca couldn't bring himself to crush his spirit. The truth would destroy him. "Nothing," he lied. "April's great. She should be here soon. She and Andrew got held up in Briardale." Julian was quiet for some time, absorbing his words, listening to everything he hadn't said, and Luca babbled on, filling up the uneasy silence with updates of their plans. Before long, the conversation turned back to Julian and the others when Luca asked after everyone.

Maren demands from behind us. "Step aside, Alpha Wolfe," Julian warns, his own aura flaring to protect me as he shifts his stance. Andrew's fists tremble so hard his knuckles crack, but he slowly steps to the side, his gaze tracking every inch of my body as Julian guides me past his massive frame. "Andrew! How can you just let them—" Maren starts to scream.

Andrew said angrily, "Although I am not the president of Dewfall International, I am the second largest shareholder of the company. This fact will not change. I have the right to participate in the decision-making of the company." Julian shrugged and said, "Now the name has been changed to Star-Moon Media." "President Andrew," Julian deliberately called him that. "Your era has passed." Andrew: "..." Beau took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Vincenzo. "Let's find a time to have a good chat. I believe you will gain a lot." Vincenzo accepted the business card and nodded solemnly. Andrew was so angry that he held back his anger and turned to leave.

“It’s fine. Just… how did you get the money to rent this place? What about your job? You said Angelie had something lined up for you.” Julia smiled tightly, walking over to give her mum a side hug. “I told you already, a good Samaritan helped me out. Just wanted me to have peace and start something of my own. This house is nothing, and don’t worry, Mum. As long as we’re together, we’ll be fine. I promise.” She wanted to say more. So much more. But she bit her tongue and swallowed the truth like medicine. *************** Andrew stirred as the familiar scent of perfume teased his senses. Elizabeta was nearby. He blinked and saw her standing by his bed, holding a small tray.