Novel & Cerita Michael X Ennard

Xavier shrugs his shoulders, “What do you think? I have to work to survive. Work less, Rich less.” Mike scoffed with an eye roll, “If someone like you- Xavier Huston, the only heir of the Huston Holdings, can say that…Then, what stops me?” Mike added closing the file, Xavier chuckles. “okay, I will go ahead and prepare for the week, Excuse me,” Mike said and was about to leave when he stopped at the door way and turned. “Oh Yeah, it was your bike rearview I broke. The new limited edition you just got from LA..to be precise….” Mike mumbled almost like a whisper but Xavier heard him loud and clear.

There was a light-heartedness to his tone that allowed the tension in my muscles to ease. “Well, I...Um—” The guy ran a hand through his slightly disheveled hair and gave me an honest look. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable just now. Honestly, I think anyone who has the ability to rattle off a whole list of effects for any flower or herb is nothing short of remarkable.” “Oh, well, I don’t know if I’d say ‘remarkable’—” “I would,” he affirmed. “My name is Michael, by the way.”

" Michael, are you still connected with the chief of NIDO ( National investigation department of Osho)?" " Yes," sitting next to me, Michael replied. He was wearing all black and had his face covered with a hood because his golden hair is very flashy and attention grabber. Personally I'm still hesitant to work with him because of what he did in the past. But somehow we share the blood of the same descendants. And I'll never abandon my brother even if his family turns their back on him. Patting on Michael's shoulder I asked," Is your daughter doing well?" He nodded and was busy typing on his laptop. That's because Michael is part of an intelligence group in the national corps of Novera. Altho

And yet, despite all this filth, Stanley had still been planning to marry Michael's daughter. Neville felt like an ant on a hot griddle, desperate and anxious. As soon as the car stopped, they scrambled out, stumbling toward Michael. They dropped to their knees in front of him. "Mr. Xanthos, please spare our son. We'll do anything to make it right!" Michael let out a cold laugh. "Imagine if it were my son, with his hedonistic, bisexual lifestyle, messing with your wife—and still expecting to marry your daughter." His tone was casual, but his eyes gleamed with cold amusement.

I hang up. Who is Michael? You would ask. Well, Michael is Ethan’s greatest competition in the market. He is the CEO of Nova Tech Industries. The second leading tech industry in the United States after Ethan’s. They have been sworn enemies right from startup. That’s why I’m with him. One’s greatest enemy knows thee more than a friend. Together we will bring Ethan down. Everything that he has will go to dust.

My need to protect her from anything steps forward, allowing me to calm, and I face towards the crowd. “Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Thank you for coming to the Ceremony of my Luna. For those of you that do no know, this is Raleigh Walsh. She has been a member of our country Erondale since birth. She is the descendant of Goddess Selene and the God Zephyrus.” I pause as the crowd erupts in cheers. I glance at Rae and her face is an adorable shade of red. I bend down and kiss her cheek before finishing my speech.

Looking at me, Michael says, “He and his wife recently had a baby. It is why we had to cancel our first meeting.” “Congratulations on becoming a grandfather,” I reply. Michael shrugs, “Yes, it is nice, but business must go on. We can’t stop our lives.” I’m upset by the comment, but do my best not to engage. As the night goes on, I feel someone’s foot touch mine. I quickly pull away and adjust until it happens again. I notice Max moves slightly, but doesn’t seem to pay much attention to me. Soon Michael redirects his attention to me. “Ellanor, have you ever considered modeling or acting? You have the body for it. Especially those breasts. I could have you on the cover of any swim or lingerie

With a low groan, he slumped back into his seat. Micheal was handsome with features similar to Easton but in a more manly manner. He was five years older, after all. He also had green eyes and stood at six feet two. He oozed a powerful aura as he turned to face the crowd. His lips curled into a smile, but the smile was nothing friendly. He actually made people even more uncomfortable. “My name is Michael Black," he began, his voice steady and commanding. "And I’m here to set the record straight. Scarlet is no fraud. Everything you’ve heard tonight or any other time is nothing but baseless lies designed to tear her down."

He groaned out in frustration. Sandra nodded in support. "Well what do you expect me to do? I'm starting to regret giving in in the first place." "Well it's obviously too late to do that." Arnold stated. "I think you should relax, Scarlett will be fine, you should trust her." Sandra added. Xavier sighed deeply, then he went to sit. "I know and I trust her completely. The one I don't trust is that jerk Michael." He seethed, the thought of Michael alone was enough to make his blood boil.

“Well, I guess I can only ask that you continue admitting your guilt aloud from now on, Mr. Mycroft. It will certainly help Dr. Weston’s lawyers a lot.” “You…!” Michael took a step forward, his eyes bloodshot with hatred, but a single sound, however muffled and distant, made him stop. “Eden!” Connor’s voice made everyone there hesitate, but I think I was the only one who stood frozen in place, feeling my insides churn. “Eden…!” he sounded anxious, thirsty, like a man longing for some air after being submerged for too long.