Michael X Chris Novels & Stories

"Christopher Hale Jr.? Chris had a son?" "Half brother, actually. Different mothers. He's Victoria's nephew." Marcus pulled up a photo. Mid forties, handsome in a dangerous way, Chris's eyes staring out from a stranger's face. "Been operating in Europe for the past decade, came back to the States two months ago. He's the one who connected Victoria and Becca, facilitated their coordination. Without him, this whole conspiracy wouldn't exist." "What's his stake in this?"

“I was just joking. I’ll employ her.” Then he turned to me and said, “You can start whenever you want.” Chris asked, “Should I go and talk to your wife abou—” Michael hurriedly interrupted, “We’ll do as you said.” After a few more words with Michael, Chris and I left his office. I heard Michael cursing at us as we walked away. I glanced at Chris’s face and saw that he was expressionless. That was when I realized he was used to Michael throwing tantrums after losing to him.

I was way over whatever happened with Amelia and the earlier he realizes that, the better. My strides paced faster as I walked out in anger. Xavier used to be that buddy I called whenever I needed anything. He was always there too, we drank, smoked, did all the nasty stuffs and still went to school. He knew the nature of my job and the reason I had to work there as a fighter. I took him a as a family till he fucking betrayed me.