Louis X Harry Novels & Stories

Harold Houston was a renowned business man, he was quite famous in the society for being the CEO of his father’s business and quite popular among ladies, probably because of his looks and his multibillion status. Although his hair looked a total mess right now, resulting from the very good sex he had last night, normally his short cropped hair framed his face perfectly, a part of it dropping dangerously to the side of his face, his dark gray eyes and well chiseled jawline further complimented his features, overall he looked like he was made from a very different cast, one that stood out among all others. Harold bit his lips slightly as he stared at her just do her thing, she gently took her

Louis’s face had almost sunk to the ground at this moment. Sensing the murderous intent on Harvey, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to choke out the words, “I’m sorry.” Harvey smiled after hearing those words. Slowly, he raised his leg and released Louis. Louis didn’t get up instantly, either. He knelt, his back straight as he leveled Harvey with a scornful look. He looked just like an untamed beast. “Harvey? So you’re that Harvey?!”

But Harvey's idle words startled Louis, he glanced at Harvey. "Shut up!" - Louis suddenly raised his voice, surprising Harvey, Harvey realized that he was not right, so he pursed his lips and did not say anything more.

he earnestly pleaded. Harry smiled faintly. "Oh, please. Even if you're not the president of Ford Corporation, you created X Co. on your own, which potentially surpasses Ford Corporation in all aspects.

Stacy walked in slowly, stood in front of the desk, and whispered, "Mr. Louise?" Harry slowly opened his eyes and stared at the woman standing in front of him. Others usually called him President Louise and Master Louise. For the first time, someone called him Mr. Louise. Stacy clasped her hands and her hands were full of cold sweat. "You said you would give me the land of the Dragon Bay?" Harry's eyes were half-closed, and there was a trace of smile on the corner of his lips. "I am a businessman, and I don't do bad business."

Soon enough, various clues began to surface. On the front page of the newspaper, a photograph captured Xavier with his head slightly lowered, his gaze deep and gentle, while an unidentified woman stood on tiptoe, lifting her head slightly. They appeared to be in a moment of intimacy, resembling a kiss. Unfortunately, the woman's face was obscured by an intentional blur, leaving her identity unknown. However, her figure clearly indicated that she was not Kathy. In recent years, Xavier has garnered extensive media exposure and has been consistently praised as a young prodigy and a devoted partner, elevating his fame and drawing attention to Harvard Company. Xavier willingly utilizes his popula

Harrison’s father died when he came to the university, that’s the only reason he declared as the heir of British Mafia before time. On his 22nd birthday, he would become the King of the British Mafia Empire which was only 3 months away. Harry, before getting the title of Mafia King, officially, wanted to tell Aadhira everything, but he was nervous like hell. Sanjeev who from many days watching his state had enough so one day he confronted Harry. “Harrison why the hell are you nervous this much? You are a freaking mafia king god damn,” Sanjeev said while glaring at his best friend.

“Speaking of Harry, was he the one who organized everything with the entire media which is going to cover the entire concert-for-a-cause later?” “Yes.” I answered. “He is also the same man who you accused with harassing when America was in the hospital about to be discharged. You’re such a lying man Charles, I swear to God.” Claudine snaps. “Claudine, please that’s enough.” I blurt out. “You know what Charles, Harry is honestly a good man because he didn’t sue your cheating ass for what you did to him.” May added.

He quietly walked up to King Louis and said in a low voice, "Someone seems to be jealous. " King Louis immediately glared at him. But this time Harson was no longer afraid, he said, "Someone once said that the reason for not accepting Cynthia was that he thought she should find a better one. Mr. Leon is young, handsome, gentle, and learned, and Cynthia seems to like him very much... " "Harson, don' t you want your job anymore? " King Louis' eyes turned red with anger.

Countless wealthy elites practically begged to pay astronomical prices just for the chance to wear his work. And because Linda had recently been desperately social-climbing among wealthy socialites, she naturally knew exactly who he was. “What is he doing here?” A horrible feeling suddenly rose inside her. Then she watched Louis direct several assistants carefully. “Be careful with everything,” he instructed. “No mistakes.” Immediately afterward, he made a phone call. His tone became unexpectedly respectful. “Miss Harrison, I’ve arrived at Harrison Group’s underground parking garage.” “Where should we deliver the gown?”