Fang X Buster Novels & Stories

Alex shook his head, secretly winked at Felix, and then continued, "Felix, you'd better go to work in Harrods Corporation. You don't know that your aunt, Manager Bai, will remember me with hatred just because I abducted you." Felix, Isla, and Cynthia were even more surprised. Xena also showed a surprised look and said to Felix anxiously, "Who is your aunt?" Alex pressed Felix's shoulder and answered first, "She is the daughter of Bai Zhenyu, the president of Harrods Corporation, Bai Fan..."

Hazzan is busy counting the money they made from last night's games with a counting machine, and Master X is supervising on his seat. His mind is barely there though, he's staring at the picture on the wall again, his mind wandering off to that black day when his late wife gave birth to Roonie. FLASHBACK, YEARS AGO* Xusan is a very strong Chinese woman, she came from a family of fighters. That's the first thing which captivated Xavier about her, and he fact that their names starts with same alphabet. He believes they were made for each other, and he loves her insanely. When they got married, he was the happiest man alive.

Alexander added, admiringly. "You got legs now!" Easton asked between laughter and wail. "How is that possible, He's got legs, Xander, and he's fucking naked!" He yelled taking in the merman fully. He looked like a porcelain doll, as smooth as silicone from the chest down, like a robot. "Wow!" He gasped. "My name is Alexander and this is my best friend East, he is mad because you melted his house."

I inquired, my voice tinged with curiosity, occasionally unable to contain my amusement at his comical foolishness. "Stop your overthinking, big-headed girl. I'll whisk them away for a bachelor party. We'll have a night with strippers, leaving you behind," Xander declared, his laughter ringing with a hint of mischief. "You should revel in the company of these girls. Right from the start, I never quite fit in here. I'll rush to them, embrace them passionately, and then... I'll make a grand, self-destructive gesture, all for the sake of ensuring you have a blissful travel experience in Paris."