Michael X Chris Novels & Stories

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

Xavier's fist connected to his cheek bone this time and he staggered. "I guess I've been easy on you for too long." Gina's boyfriend spat on the floor and tore his own cloth from his body. "You piece of shit!" Xavier's spoke with a hint of sarcasm. "What good is that going to do?" Xavier sent another punch to his face but just as it was about to crash on his face he held it. "Just so you know, the name's Chris." He gripped Xavier's hand tightly and sent multiple punches to the face of Xavier before throwing him against the wall.

- I’ll explain on the phone. —You’ve always been good at decorating, Doce. - praises Mr. X. Yes, X is still present in my life, only some things between us have changed. Only some things between me and Mr. X have changed. The jokes continued, just not in the same frequency as we had before. But when they happened they were perfect, indecent, and intense, to the point that I say that he is my virtual soul mate at all times. I really feel it… we have something unique.

Chris looked up and his cousin and his beta were staring at him. “What?” he asked. “Where were you?” Jace asked. He was angry. Chris chuckled. “Since when did you start keeping tabs on me?” “Since he's your Alpha, so you better watch what you say” Michael warned. “Well let me know when he truly becomes Alpha; maybe then I'll answer his questions.” Jace blocked his path. “Who were you with?” he growled. Chris smirked. “You don't get to change the question, cousin. I went out for a run. Now step aside” he growled back.

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..”

Before he could head out, he heard a familiar voice coming from the room. “Michael, stop bitching about it. I called you for support, not for a way out. I’ll perform anyway, I just want you to let me throw my fit” Chris chuckled at her words and almost forgot how mad he was at her. Was she talking to her manager? He didn’t know they were that close but was curious to find out more about that relationship. It sounded fun, so he stayed back to listen. She had pried into his life earlier, who was to say he couldn’t do the same?

Chris looked up, stopping what he was doing. “Reschedule it.” He ordered in a cold voice. “And make it now. We are wrapping it up within today.” “But…” It was a little impossible to do it today but looking at the proud and confident back of his brother he gave in. “Okay, sir.” Michael glanced at the chat in his phone. He frowned looking at the message history. There was still nio reply. “Hah…you are really trying my patient girl. “ Michael didn’t know what she used but he gave her a props up for making him interested in her.

I watch as Chris smile wickedly "Maybe you don't want to know" "How dare…." "Hey watch it!" Chris yelled catching Nickolaus off guard "I can be your worst nightmare Nickolaus Michealson" Chris muttered standing before him in a daring manner "And you are?" "Chris Lozaldo, does it ring a bell?" Chris smirk and took my hand walking away.

"Don't drop the call." "Okay." He replied. I pushed down on the gas pedal, speeding over the limit, but I didn't care. It didn't take long before I reached Avery's house and saw Christopher standing in front of Avery. I got out of the truck and walked over to Christopher. He turned around and his face quickly fell upon seeing me. "Hey, Arturo. I was just checking on your boy." He greeted. I dropped my hand on his shoulder, giving it a hard squeeze. His face grimaced in pain, but he quickly tried to hide it.