Henry X Ray Novels & Stories

"Let's figure out the rest together." Henry simply smiled as Xavier ripped off his shirt, revealing a toned chest covered in tattoos. The sight took Henry's breath away, solidifying his desire for the man in front of him. "You have tottos all over your chest," Henry observed, tracing his fingers lightly over the ink. "Each one has a story to tell, just like you," Xavier replied, pulling Henry closer for a passionate kiss. "And I can't wait to share them all with you." Henry's hands moved Xavier's bare chest, feeling the heat of his skin beneath his fingertips. "I'm looking forward to hearing every story," Henry whispered, his heart racing with anticipation.

“You planning to call the cops?” Henry snarled through clenched teeth. Dr. Xavier hadn’t expected him to recover so quickly. Panic flickered through him. His phone lay wedged beneath a cabinet, completely out of reach. There was no way he could grab it without getting stabbed. Dodging Henry’s knife, Dr. Xavier scanned the room desperately, searching for anything he could use. Then he saw it. A pair of iron forceps. Henry was already past his prime. His movements were clumsy compared to Dr. Xavier’s.

"Of course he is." She walked into the room. Henry was sitting on the edge of the bed, dressed in his suit. But the suit hung loosely on him now. He looked diminished. Shrunken. The "Titan of Industry" was just an old man with a trembling hand, trying to button his shirt. "Papa," Aurora said gently. "Let the nurse help you." "I can do it," Henry snapped. Then he winced, his hand flying to his chest. The sternum was still healing; every movement was a reminder of his mortality.

The line went dead after that, confusing Henry all the more. He hasn’t heard his best friend sound this happy and enthusiastic in a long time. He took off his formal clothing before going into the bathroom. Henry got out of the bathroom after ten minutes, in a black tank top and black joggers. He picked up his phone and was about giving his daughter a call when a text message from Bryan appeared on his phone screen. ‘I’m at the door’ it read.

Then, out of concern about anything else happening to his ribs, he had Zayden perform a chest X-ray. While Henry got his medication upstairs, the doctor left because he had to see other patients. As a result, the two of them were left alone in the ER. After a brief pause, Alice clenched her handbag and murmured, “Well, since you are fine, I will go.” Zayden said as she was about to depart, “Hey, aren’t you going to explain what happened today?” Alice froze for a moment and asked, “Huh? What do you want me to explain?”

Fixing his glasses that somehow slipped down his nose, he looked at Xander waiting for him to say something. And didn't fritter a second and fired his command, " Bring me a back of ice and pain relieving ointment. Now." Henry looks confused and then his eyes land on the hand that I am cradling in my other hand. "Iris. What happened?" worried Hemry in no time walked towards me and took my hands in his and started to inspect my bruise. Henry had been a very good friend of mine in this company. People may call him a freak, because of how he is most times, so nervous and takes time to understand their meaningless jokes.

Ray apologized and Henry shook his head at him before he stalked towards me. From the corner of my eyes I saw Tina step backwards shyly and to be honest I wanted to do the same too. Everyone was watching us and I felt so shy I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me whole. I finally saw Henry properly as he stepped out in front of his opened locker. He had taken off his shirt revealing a toned chest which did pack,he had sweat trailing down his chest and disappearing into his shorts. A trail of hair lined his abdominal button and into his shorts.

Wether he tells me or not I don't care but one thing is for sure I will definitely find out what he does with those guns Xandra's pov I was in Henry's kitchen preparing some meals for him, I came and his maids told me that he went out to their company, I will just cook for him so he can get back and eat I really like Henry a lot but I don't know if I have feelings for him and secondly, I doubt it if he has feelings for me because it seems like he just take me as a friend nothing more "please someone pass me the bowl of tomatoes" I said knowing the maids were behind me, the bowl was passed on to me as I put it in the pot on fire while stirring it "you should move your waist, just like the way

He unlocked it, pushed it open, and led Xavier inside. Rows upon rows of freezers lined the walls. The air was frigid, a chill that sank into Xavier’s bones, making his breath puff visibly before him. Dr. Henry’s expression hardened with quiet professionalism as he walked toward one of the units. The number “22” was etched across it. Xavier stared blankly at the numbers. His daughter…his little girl who once filled rooms with her laughter and endless questions, had been reduced to this. A number. A drawer.

The large lonely mansion which oozed nothing but affluence did not only house these money making halls but also had rooms above which caged workers who made this money and the bosses who ruled over them. The workers were members of X-habit, a crime conglomerate whose activities were no lesser than running guns, doing drugs and the like. The Big Four: Steven Chase, Baron Sage, Iphan Carter and Kane Richmond bossed over the conglomerate, with Steven as the head, more of a Godfather.