Martin X Chris Novels & Stories

Xavier’s voice was like a blade of ice as he ended the call. In his mind, a dark connection was forming. Chloe wouldn't join a dying team like Swift without a reason. He remembered clearly—Liam Martin’s right leg was also disabled. Was her sudden devotion to a crippled old man at the track actually a projection of her lingering feelings for her ex-fiancé? Did she marry into the Grayson family only to spend her days pining for her old flame?

I whispered. As if his senses came back to him, Devin released Nigel. His eyes were still dark as he watched Nigel open the door and ran out. Before the door could slam, Xavier pulled the door and rushed in. His gaze roamed round my body before he turned to glare at Devin who stood in front of me. "Hello Xavier" Devin said "Or rather, Hello Brother" he smirked

Xavier stood up momentarily, only to quickly sit back down with a displeased look on his face, making the situation quite uncomfortable. He hadn't anticipated Alexia behaving childishly during such a crucial moment, and in comparison to the consistently generous Kathy, she fell short. Mr. Martin cast a glance at Xavier, feeling rather content with Xavier's company in the past. However, today's version of Xavier left him somewhat disappointed. Doubts began to creep into Mr. Martin's mind regarding Xavier's competence in handling significant matters at work, especially considering that he had brought his girlfriend and their romantic entanglements into such an important meeting.

When he heard Ellena's words, he almost choked on the water he had just drunk. Martin put down the cup, held his throat and coughed for a while. Then he looked up at Ellena. "Are you kidding me? The people of X Organization basically don't expose themselves to the outside world. Even when they make deals with people, they have special channels of communication and never make deals in person." Ellena's expression was a little strange when she heard that. She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Martin. “You really know very well. " Martin did not know what he thought and subconsciously turned his head to look at Chloe. Then he began to explain. "I actually do not know very well. I heard i

these two words were enough to send the pictures to Aashvik without concealing their identity and the next second his phone rang flashing Aashvik's number. Martin signalled to put it on speaker, his thundering voice booming from the other end "what the fuck is in your sick head" “Nothing I'm just helping you out, to tell you you're on the wrong road, I don't have your wife, Christopher is fooling you, go get her" he hung up the call, lighting a fire that will only end in ashes. “Send him his location too” *****

"What were you two talking about?" Xavier didn’t answer. "What’s with the attitude?" Chris’ mood soured instantly at his silence. This guy always had the same deadpan expression. He was just a broke nobody acting all high and mighty. "I heard you even refused to help Percy sue that woman," Chris sneered, folding his arms as he looked down at him. "Is that true?" Xavier didn’t hesitate. "Yes." Chris let out a mocking laugh. "Look at you, acting like you’ve got a backbone now. Don’t forget, it was Percy who gave you a chance when you had nothing.

Sitting back, I felt unsatisfied with the outcome. "How dare you do this, Martins?" Coughing up blood, he pleaded, "I- I’m sorry, boss. Just give me a chance to make things right. I promise I'll get the money—" He didn’t finish his plea before Chris landed another solid blow to his jaw, silencing him. "That's enough," I declared, signaling Chris to stop, which he did as he stepped back. Martin's face was a mess, blood dripping from his nose. Clutching it to stem the flow, he looked at me in agony.

Martin shouted, slamming the bottle down on the table. "You wouldn’t have believed him if he did," Xander replied coolly. "You're the type who needs to see things to believe them. And Mr. Black? He’s a man who prefers to show rather than talk." Xander’s voice was almost teasing. "What a great opponent you have there, Martin." "You're not helping!" Martin barked, his frustration boiling over. "Just shut the fûck up!" Xander scoffed, rising from the couch and tucking his hands into his pockets.

At that point, he missed him. One thing was certain Xavier was going to pay, but he was still in grief. Anger hadn't hit him yet. He was mourning Hardin at the moment, but he knew when he was done, he would have his revenge. All the love he thought he had for Xavier had gone and it was replaced with profound hatred. "I think you have had enough to drink" Martin heard from his side. He didn't expect privacy because he was at a club. The reason he chose to come here was, he felt the loud music being played could prevent him from thinking, but it did nothing.

’ I immediately scrolled back, clicked on the blog post then the news filled my screen. “Xavier Crest's Marriage Plans to Someone Other than his long-time ex-girlfriend, Bianca Wilson.” I read through the post in a state of frenzy. I was both anxious and curious at the same time. I read through hurriedly until I got an answer to the question that had stuck in my mind since I started reading the blog post. “The woman he was said to have jilted Bianca for, remains hidden and kept away from the media” I let out a breath of relief, I didn't even realize I was holding my breath. I dropped my phone so I could calm my racing heart. I looked out the window and saw Xavier walking in.