James Wilson X Reader Novels & Stories

Chase warns him. “The weird little thing I couldn’t figure out has shown its purpose. It’s positioned perfectly at my clit, and it’s sucking while Hudelone rails into me. Heat burns through my bones, and I’m silenced by the pleasure that builds,” Jax reads aloud with a grin. “Okay, stop reading the fucking book!” Chase laughs, shaking his head as he walks off. “I’m reading them all. Every single one of her books,” Jax smirks, clearly enjoying himself.

“Go and inform Benjamin that I’m not the owner of Z Corporation, and I was also not the one who hurt Summer Plath. It’s true that Amanda Lea is still alive, but she wouldn’t have the capacity to do such things. They were all misled by someone. From the beginning… I’ve been made to be the villain.” James stood up with a dangerous look in his eyes, and he looked out the window. “I want to kill Jasper, and I’ve planned to come back to Sea City for a long time. Jasper Miller is the obstacle, but I would not want to set Jasper up and have somebody else take the advantage.”

Willa took photos of everything. *4. 9:00am. Cell 14* They opened the door. James: 47. Sitting on the bed. Room was empty. No paper. No pen. No clippings. Just a mattress and a bucket. Nathan: “You’ve been talking to Gulf.” James didn’t answer. Willa: “You think we don’t know?” James: “I think you’re scared of a man with nothing.” Elma: “We’re not scared. We’re counting.”

I asked, “What does Miss Wilson do? My brother actually listened to her.” “Your future sister-in-law.” James said. My hand, which was holding a cup, stiffened slightly. “Are they going to get married?” “Yes, your brother likes her so much. He has been courting her for a long time.” James threw an orange into his mouth and told me how Rican chased after Ailina. “He chased after her both in the game and reality. In the game, he used my account to show off and took advantage of me to upgrade his game level so that he could attract girls…”

Xander’s POV With Molly by my side, we left the castle and went straight to Julia’s house. Something was very wrong. James wasn’t making any sense. When I got to Julia’s house, I heard a woman screaming James's name over and over. I opened up the front door and found Willow sulking on the couch. “He’s in there.” She pointed towards the bedroom. When I opened the door, I couldn’t believe my eyes. He was balls deep in some big titted woman’s ass. He was fucking her like he didn’t have a fiancée.

I folded my arms across my chest, challenging him. James grinned. “I read your manuscripts.” My stomach dropped. “And,” he continued, laughing, “Your descriptions of love are so cheesy. Your male character yearns for the female. Christian Blackwood doesn’t fit that narrative at all.” He shrugged. “I mean… am I wrong?” I scoffed, shaking my head. “I can see you’re fully recovered,” I muttered, “Considering you have the energy to badmouth the man who paid for your surgery.” “I’m not badmouthing him,” James defended, holding up his hands. “I’m just stating facts. You’re not the type to date someone like Christian Blackwood. Does he even buy you flowers? Know your favorite songs and all that? Or

"No shit, Sherlock. Just look at the way he stares at her. He even defended her against the Harpers. He's made it very clear." "I wonder Winston Taylor's thoughts about the president of Beckett Group versus the Schmidt princeling." "I would pick Mr. Jameson. At least, he seems relatively scandal-free, unlike Jasper Beckett and his involvements with Liana Gardner and now Zoe Harper. Who knows if he'll be cheating on Ms. Alyssa with another woman in the future? If I were a parent, I'd never allow my daughter to marry him!" Zoe faltered under Jameson's gaze and grasped Penelope's arm tightly. Though she hadn't spoken to Jameson before, he seemed familiar.

James, lying on the mat and deep in his thoughts, recollected himself and asked, “What is it?” Thea turned to face James, who was now sitting, with a grim expression. “What do you think of my cousin, Xara?” “Huh?” James was confused. He could not read between the lines. He was in the army for ten years. For the past ten years, he had been interacting with his enemies, not women. As such, he was unable to read their minds. He instinctively nodded. “She’s cool.” Upon hearing this, Thea was disappointed.

There, I saw Jameson sitting on the couch while reading a book. "What are you reading?" I asked him. He looked at me in an instant and smiled. "Oh, this book is entitled 'One of Us is Lying.' It's a mystery-crime book," he replied and went back to reading again. I sat on the other couch and sighed. "You're still interested in reading books, aren't you?" I asked. He nodded, "Yup. Nothing has changed." "So, what have you been doing these past years? Where do you live?" I asked again.

Then I opened the office door. Mr. Davidson cones back into the room with a hesitant smile. "Sir, I need to open a saving account with the money my mother left me," I state while returning his slight smile. "Of course, Ms. Marshall," he replies. Thirty minutes later, Mr.Wilson and I are driving to the Wilson's, and I can't wait to hit my pillow and sob.