Louis X Harry Novels & Stories

“I did. Nothing backfired. And it went well. I can even consider it a successful meeting.” “You’re insane,” she hissed, stepping closer. “You think you can just walk into her life, into his world, and expect no one to notice? You think Xavier won’t figure it out? Do you really believe that he is going to fall for this?” “I went as Lorenzo D’Amaris. I’m an investor, nothing more. Xavier doesn’t even know I exist.” I said calmly. “He doesn’t know that I am back in the city just yet. And you’ve made it your mission to stay around him long enough, you know him more than anyone around here. You know that if he was aware of who I was, the men that he had stationed outside her office would have com

"It's okay and I don't like this you are doing but since most of the shareholders had already agreed then I have no choice but to let it happen . I stood up from where I said and lifted up the system while everyone watched me . I didn't need anyone to tell me that it was time for me to make the proposition . Mr harry here as you all know is a big business man and his know for his high skilled that has earned him the position of the world most richest man ,his rise to fame has being nothing but hard work and so in no doubt he's going to make this company one of the biggest in the world ,with his capabilities and intellectuals . Without much talk I would love to go furthermore and then I

He advised Xanthus, "Xanthus, forget it. You're just having a bad day." Xanthus exploded in anger at his words, delivering a forceful slap to Louis. "Mind your own business! Go away!" Louis felt the burning pain on his face. At this moment, he realized that his glamorous celebrity status was merely a plaything for the wealthy. Louis covered his face and quietly moved aside. Larissa smiled mockingly as she issued a challenge. "If you're not up for it, that's okay." Xanthus' eyes widened, and veins throbbed on his forehead.

Seeing Grainne come in, Harry rubbed his eyes and took a picture from the nightstand and handed it to her, dreamily saying: "Mom, this is the first picture that Harry won! I gave this picture to my mother as a souvenir!" No wonder, on the way home, Harry kept forcing her to go to a photo shop, and make two more copies of the picture, then he wanted to give it back to her. Grainne accepted the painting, smiled, and said, "Who else would Harry want to give it to?" Harry shook his head, answering secretly: "This is a secret, I won't tell you." Grainne smiled and covered her son with a blanket, then she turned off the light and returned to the library. Louise's classic design draft for this seas

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.

Wow, the cold lawyer is back in my club," the exclamation made him turn his head to see a handsome man in his casual clothes looking relaxed. "Looks like you're back to rejecting Lala; her face looked grim earlier," he chuckled, sitting beside Aiden. He was Harry, Aiden's college friend. "You're right Harry, again Lala failed to melt his heart. I wonder what kind of woman will melt your friend's heart," Louis exclaimed. "Probably the woman from his past," quipped Harry, who knew a bit about Aiden's past. Aiden seemed unconcerned and focused on his drink and cigarette. Ꙭ

"I heard you're no longer using the wheelchair at home. I opened my best smile, pleased that they had changed the focus on provocations. I had acquired the lack of patience to deal with fights and implications, although going out with Abigail and her fiancé only proved to me how difficult it was to be oblivious to the problems. From what I was able to understand in a short time, Harry and Louis hated each other since the singer got involved with the actor's sister, and when she got pregnant, neither of them could bear the presence of the other. If any event happened, and the two needed to attend at the same time, one was on one side, and the other could only approach if the first one left. T

Blake was choking on a cherry. It took a while, but she finally coughed it up. The photography crew suddenly encountered someone rarely seen, and it left them silent with fear. The person nearby cautiously reminded Blake, "Mr. Harrison planned to wear this outfit at Mr. Jardin's wedding. It was custom-made by the X.M brand. Watch yourself."

The three of them walked together towards the lobby to see Karina off, and also for Harry and Xavier to leave soon after. As Xavier walked with them, Harry looked at Xavier with annoyance, but the man just continued walking with Karina, positioning himself between her and Harry, as if keeping Karina away from him. "Is this guy intentionally trying to mess with me and keep Karina away from me?" Harry mumbled to himself. As they made their way towards the lobby, Xavier noticed the curious look on Harry's face. Sensing the tension, he decided to shift the conversation to something neutral and engaging. "By the way, Karina, have you heard about the progress of Fashion Week? It's been getting a l

“Shopping?” “Yes,” she said, like it should have been obvious. “You can’t show up to a Harrison event in one of those old suits you keep recycling.” I raised an eyebrow, but she was already in full strategist mode. “This isn’t just about the proposal,” she continued. “Presentation matters. When you approach the Harrisons, they need to feel like they’re the ones losing out if they say no. Your offer, your posture—your outfit—all of it has to communicate power.”