Chris X Martin Novels & Stories

he said, the corners of his mouth twitching. Big brother? Wait, he can’t be? “I’m Xavier, Christopher’s younger brother.” Oh shit.

He says proudly making me chuckles. Wow. It went better than I expected. Me quitting De marts isn't much of a big deal since its temporary, that's until I get a better job, and I suck at the waiter job after all. I smile as I dig into by plate of pasts and egg sauce, maybe this wasn't such a bad ideal after all. But deep down I know Mr Xavier doesn't wants me to be his personal assistant cause he likes me, this is about his stupid ego that can't let the drink incident go

Xander is a devil who I can't kill, but only watch him do whatever he likes to me. Fuck!... I wish I could find someone to kill him.

Damien was considered a ruthless beast as well but he was never close to Xavier that much as compared to Rafael. Rafael had been a great partner of Xavier holding a large sum of shares that's why both had better relations than Damien. Damien was more of Sinister's friend than Xavier while Rafael liked not making friends. Chris never got along with anyone except Xavier as both the guys were ruthless sadist beasts. They love treating their women as toys. Chris was the worst kind in Xavier's circle. Even Mr. Valentino had a disliking towards Chris but being the closest with Xavier no one ever dared to interfere in their matters. Xavier had witnessed Chris brutally treating women like they are s

Mason detailed. His response clearly showed he knew Chris's personal life well. “Noted.” The doctor acknowledged before turning to face Chris, who just stared at them in silence. “Your name is Chris. You're one of America's top actors. If you could tell us more about Nimalaya, perhaps we can help.” The doctor probed.

Martin shouted, slamming the bottle down on the table. "You wouldn’t have believed him if he did," Xander replied coolly. "You're the type who needs to see things to believe them. And Mr. Black? He’s a man who prefers to show rather than talk." Xander’s voice was almost teasing. "What a great opponent you have there, Martin." "You're not helping!" Martin barked, his frustration boiling over. "Just shut the fûck up!" Xander scoffed, rising from the couch and tucking his hands into his pockets.