Black Xv の小説・ストーリー

******* Inside a black limo, Xavier was busy typing non-stop on his laptop , while he listened to his assistant filling him in with the latest news between Davis and Rey's crops. "make sure that I get in contact with that Neo international before that day and make sure that my schedule is also free on that day. I will give the fall of Davis' crops as a gift to her " he said with a wicked smile. He never smiled except when something bad is about to happen.

Chapter 134 The Turf GOLD PACK Xavier had a proud grin on his face as he sipped his wine in delight, relaxing by the balcony and watching the stars in the dark sky. It appears to be a goodnight for a long run in the woods but he would rather laze out and do a star bath if there is anything like that. He should have never doubted the process from the beginning. He had put in too much work and established an immeasurable love for him in the minds of those that mattered.

The powerful eight cylinder engine idled with a deep, angry rumble that shook the wet ground beneath my boots. The driver door flew open with a loud creak. Xavier stepped out into the freezing storm. He did not wear a jacket or a protective winter coat. He just wore a tight black shirt that was instantly soaked through by the pouring rain. He stood tall in the mud, his massive shoulders looking incredibly broad in the light. His golden eyes glowed like bright fire in the darkness, scanning the area. The sight made my blood turn to ice in an instant. My upper lip curled back automatically, revealing my long fangs as a wave of pure fury hit my chest.

His black suit clung to him perfectly, the faint scent of his expensive cologne trailing the aur His black Mercedes Maybach purred awake as he slipped inside it, his one hand gripping the wheel with his custom Vacheron wristwatch, the other on the gear shift. “I will drive myself today. Get yourself busy with other things” He ordered, as his driver stepped backward with his head bowed. He dared not look at him. Xavier Blackwood doesn't chase schedules, schedules obey him. He is a billionaire, an Innovator. The man who could break or build empires.

~Xavier’s POV I’m Xavier Hunt, nineteen, and if there’s one thing you should know about me it’s that I live to fuck. Holes, lips, curves, older women, eager classmates… it doesn’t matter. I’m a hole-fucker, through and through, and I don’t even bother hiding it. I left my last school for… reasons. Let’s just say the principal and three of her staff got a little too attached to me, and things got messy. Not my fault they couldn’t handle me, not my fault their husbands or boyfriends found out.

After giving her a hickey, he dipped his face in the crook of her back and breathed heavily, "Calm me down!!" Valentina didn't need to be told twice as she threaded her hands in his hair and massaged his nape. Xavier let out a moan of appreciation which made Valentina blush red. After a while Xavier fell asleep in that position but something caught Valentina's eyes. She saw a deep cut on Xavier's shoulder. How come she didn't notice it? And it looked like the cut was being hidden by concealer or some makeup products. She tried touching the cut but Xavier turned to the other side and took her in his arms burying her face into his chest.

They are common features of scary stories around every Pack, so the idea of Nikita being one is a fear to all of us. "They are blue. So is Aria's," the girl mumbles, nodding to me. Everyone's attention swarmed to me, and I immediately shook my head. I have been subject to their talk once before, but that was quickly stolen after the Rose and Kendall incident. I feel tempted to shield my eyes. "No, hers are lighter," Pheonix points, and her little follower Macie nods her head. "Yours, Nikita, are violet." There is no way the Devotion Pack member can deny that fact. Her eyes are not a normal colour, and as much as she tried hide it under that blonde fringe of hair, we all see it, and Malik mus

He gets up and goes to the kitchen and then comes back with wine and tequila like I asked. He sits down and gives me a shot glass and a wine glass and I give him a kiss, thanking him for getting it for me. Z passes Xavier the blunt he rolled as he blows the smoke out. Vixen presses the blunt against his lips, collecting smoke in his mouth, and he inhales the smoke through his nose, and blows some out through his nose, sitting back and relaxing as he smokes.

Xander is sitting on the pavement, his legs in the pool, and a bottle of beer in his hand. Xavier slides the glass door which catches Xander's attention making him turn. "I have a big ass pool!" Xander yells, gesturing to the pool, "And a Jacuzzi also." Xavier approaches him, "I can see that," Xavier says amused. It's not every day you see the Alexander Black drunk. "Why don't I make use of my big ass pool often?"