Novel & Cerita Michael X Chris

he questioned, the years of hostility between them bubbling beneath the surface. Xavier's response was swift, and his voice was genuine. "Because I've experienced loss, Michael. I've experienced pain. I'm ready for it to be over. We may be different, but if we continue to fight each other, we will never be able to stand a chance against the true adversary out there."

“This...this is bullshit, Chris! I’ve never spoken to the Blackfangs! You know that!” Christopher’s laugh was devoid of humor. “Do I? How can I be sure anymore? We’ve been losing allies left and right. Our territories have been raided, our borders weakened. And now, I found this.” He jabbed a finger at the damning papers. “You tell me how I’m supposed to believe you.” Michael slammed his hands on the table, the sound reverberating through the room. “This is a setup!” His voice was sharp, defensive. “Someone planted these to tear us apart, and you’re falling for it! Why the fuck will I form allies with them?”

He picked up the remote and turned the volume down a little bit. “Not really.” I admitted. “He…” Michael nodded slowly, tossing popcorn into his mouth. “Maybe he’s going through a hard time. I'm sure he'd come around soon.” “Yeah,” I said. For a second, we both went quiet. The only sound was the crowd cheering on TV. Then he said, “So who exactly is Xavier? You two don’t look much alike.” “He’s my brother,” I said. Michael looked a bit surprised. “Your brother?”

I pushed him firmly: I told you that's enough. But he shut me up with his kiss, so my eyes widened in surprise!! I felt Mr. Michael leaving embarrassed, smiling with confusion, and then Chris turned away from me, looking out of the corner of his eye at the place where Michael was standing, when he did not find him, he sighed and looked at me indifferently, only seconds until he went to the car to ride in it simply and he moved away while I was still in my place looking at the ground with my head bowed and blinking slowly with my eyes..

“It’s late already. We should leave.” Chris’s voice came suddenly from behind me. I turned immediately. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes looked cold. Not angry exactly. Worse. Controlled. “Oops,” Xander said dramatically as he stood up. “Guess I’m gonna miss you then, princess.” Before I could react, he pulled me into a quick hug. But Chris immediately grabbed my arm and pulled me away from him. The movement was so sudden it shocked me. “Chris—” “Let’s go.”

Comare Chris's main focus was to find out if Michael was still alive. In her bedroom, there was a brown leather chair in the corner which looked very cozy to sit in. She sauntered towards it and curled her legs as she positioned herself comfortably and dozed off. During the night, Christina frantically woke up with her heart pounding so hard, tears rolling down her cheeks with heavy shuddering breathing. she stretched out to her gun which was beside her, and clutched it tightly. She peeks around her room then she realizes she was just having one of her bad dreams about her past. Only Michael knew about them and could easily calm her back to sleep, but he was not around anymore.

It would have been so easy to tell them all right then and there about his unexpected rendezvous with Fiona Merrill—about her beautiful gown and impressive apartment. But he kept that part to himself – for now. “How were the tips? Did you make a killing?” Michael meant well but seemed concerned Chris had taken on homeownership too soon. Always the practical one, his brother cocked one eyebrow and clenched his jaw, a gesture his late father used to make. The similarities between Michael and his dad were mind-blowing and often caught Chris off guard, the void in his

Alex huffed in annoyance. He helped me get on my chair and set my crutch aside before grabbing some pastries and heating them up in the oven toaster. As Alex was waiting for the pastries to warm up, his eyes keep going back to Lory and Leon. The two were clearly enjoying each other's company and I don't think Alex approves of it.

He gripped Xavier's hand tightly and sent multiple punches to the face of Xavier before throwing him against the wall. He followed him instantly and gripped his neck tightly. Xavier swiftly kicked him on the stomach threw a punch towards his neck from behind causing him to fall on his knees. "What good has it done to you now, Chris?" Xavier scoffed loudly and spat on Chris. "That name is too big for a loser like you." "I guess you don't love spoiler alert in movies then." Chris words were barely a whisper. "Don't you ever get tired?" Xavier made an expressionless face and scoffed.

He wondered how Chris could know someone like that. “Oh, that’s Roy? I’ve heard of him but never met him. I haven’t been back to the country in years and don’t know much about the domestic situation. They look very close—like brothers.” Michael sounded jealous. “You and Chris have clearly divorced, yet you still have to pretend for the Wilder Group’s sake..”