Chris Mr Beast Novels & Stories

Water dripped down his chest, each drop tracing the lines of carved muscle that looked like someone sculpted him from stone. Broad shoulders. Deep-cut abs. A V-line that should’ve been illegal. My mouth literally fell open. Xavier leaned lazily against the doorframe, arms crossed, towel tightening around his waist. A slow, sinful smirk curved his lips. “Looking for me, sweetheart?”

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Ferris and Draco stood there baffled at their childish wife and girlfriend behaviour. They looked at each other and shook hands with no expression on their face. "Hello, I am Draco Blackwood. Welcome to my home." "Hello, Ferris Williams. Thank you." Hazel wasn't surprised at his fake surname. He use this surname "Williams" in business world. One of many reasons people recognise him as the CEO and not as "Ferris Kingston" the mafia leader of California. "Hello, I am Faith Harrison." Faith said as he shook hand with Ferris. Ferris passed her the bouquet and she smiled delightfully.

"What's wrong?" "Look!" He points his paw towards the tree line. A figure emerges from the woods. It has white hair, no pupils, and a black and red robe. The wind seems to swirl around the person as it walks towards us. “Damian Morningstar I presume? Oh and a girl. Don’t worry sweetheart, I'm only here for him.” The figure says, eyeing me up. This guy is creepy. Damian steps in front of me, blocking me from the creepy guy's view.

El runs to Jose and l walk to Chris who gives me a sloppy passionate kiss, l should always tell him to come pick me up if his kisses are gonna be like that. I have been to a party before l just haven't been to one recently but some things never change like air reeking of alcohol and sweat, people making out, beer ping, truth or dare ,some stripping. Chris has fans l must say everyone be greeting him, me not knowing who's from where which l don't even want to know.

"Okay." Chris retired to his office where he was to have a change into his clothes but Brenda, finding it difficult to resist his charms, could not help but watch him walk magically back with all the charisma that he was having. Chris was a tall and muscular young man in his early thirties, with a 1.90cm height and a smile that could make even a blind lady to was just in his presence. His black hair was well styled with some part of it coming in front of his face. His red lips were just as succulent as a deliciously made Candy and his fragrance, oh my was heavenly.

"Christopher Hale Jr.? Chris had a son?" "Half brother, actually. Different mothers. He's Victoria's nephew." Marcus pulled up a photo. Mid forties, handsome in a dangerous way, Chris's eyes staring out from a stranger's face. "Been operating in Europe for the past decade, came back to the States two months ago. He's the one who connected Victoria and Becca, facilitated their coordination. Without him, this whole conspiracy wouldn't exist." "What's his stake in this?"

Chris grabbed my shoulders and grinned sadistically as he side-eyed him. “You know what I can’t fucking wait for? Watching what your mate’s going to do to him because he shot you. Fucking hell. We’ll broadcast it to the entire pack. I’m still waiting for the day that she turns someone insane with her magic. Let’s nominate the wannabe.” I threw my head back and laughed my ass off. This was why Chris was my Beta and best friend. He was a devious fucker that enjoyed fucking with people just as much as I did.

he spoke again and I froze and turned to him. "i am not your friend. I do not like you, I would rather not have a conversation with you." I said not wanting to have to continue whatever this shitty conversations sequence was. "Ok, my bad. Me grumpy" he said raising his hand. christopher was now on stage. I focused on him. "Tell us what's your name sir" "I'm Christopher" he grinned and people clapped. "We have Christopher here he's Mr Abyss's partner. What do you do Christopher?" he asked

He walked into my room with her colleague or boss, Mr Robert behind him. "Hey buddy," Chris said to me. I liked Chris he was cool and fatherly. He lost his wife and kid in a car accident and ever since then he had been single. Mr Robert on the other hand was what girls would call sexy, definitely not me. I wonder if he screwed mum. "Hi, I thought you left," I said to Mr Chris. "Well I can't, I live in new York now. I'll just leave first thing tomorrow morning." He smiled at me, making his red kind of lips look like they are about to reach his average sized ears.