Michael X Vanny Novels & Stories

There were no pictures on the walls of polished marble and dark wood. Evelyn Vance, the lead partner sat across from us. She was a woman in her fifties with a grey hair. She wore a suit that probably cost more than my car. She didn't smile. She just watched us with eyes. "I have the file on Michael Vale, " Evelyn said, tapping her tablet. "I know who he is. He plays dirty. He destroys lives."

His cock twitched hard against Vanessa’s slick folds, leaking fresh precum. Elena knelt beside them, her ice-blue eyes cold and commanding. “Answer her, pet. Be honest.” “I… I’m trying not to,” Michael admitted, voice hoarse and broken. “But the way you both use me… it’s different. Darker. It scares me how much I crave it.” Vanessa smiled triumphantly and sank down onto his cock in one smooth, greedy motion. “Fuuuuck Vanessaaaaaaaa…” Michael groaned loudly as her tight, velvety pussy swallowed every thick inch.

]- said the system. “Yah! I got it.” Annie sat on the sofa thinking about something, at the same time, assistant Steve brought her some necessary documents. So, now she turned her attention to the documents. “Micheal manager is not a normal person, he has outstanding ability and long experience in this industry. And I’ve heard a rumor that people used to think that he couldn’t be successful in Vinwind.”- Steve said. Annie: “Do you know exactly when it was?”

I yelled holding my stomach. Just like Xavier decided to listen to me he stopped, his mischievous face stared at my red face as he looked at his face in the mirror and arranged his hair. He flashed his killer smile then nodded in satisfaction. "Have the worst day, Candy" He said with a smirk on his face. Xavier threw his bag pack over his left shoulder as he jumped down from the truck and walked over to my side to open the door for me. His signature smirk was still on his face as helped me down then brought out his phone from his pocket.

Well, it's their choice" Mike replied. The man turned to me still chewing the gum in his mouth making me wonder were he got that from with the whole apocalypse. "What's your name?" He asked turning to Gary "I'm Gary and he's....." "Name's Richard" I said cutting him short the second time today. He looked questioningly at me I just stared back and gave him the whatever look. The man kept looking from Gary to me. What was he thinking? I asked myself. "Well, I'm Mr Bryan" he said. Gary offered his hand for a shake but he refuse to shake it. "No shaking of hands for now" he said "who knows if you're hiding a bite he added in disgust making me hate him immediately.

The caption screamed MICHAEL RAY, OWNER OF HAVEN’S WINE IS ENGAGED. “Read the article again.” She said tearfully. “But it’s only going to hurt you.” Amy advised. “I said read it!” Cassy shouted and Amy threw her hands up in surrender, while Eve reached for the magazine and picked it up. “Michael Ray is a grandson of Oscar Ray, founder of Ray Vines. His family is into the production of wine and Haven’s wine is Michael’s brand, which has warmed its way into the heart of many consumers. He is set to marry Elizabeth Daniels whose parents are historical explorers. Their engagement was full of love and happened at the…”

Chapter 50: Michael's Holiday VOLUME 2: RUNNING ROGUE Michael Rannigan reclined on a chaise on the private deck of the over-water bungalow and watched as Vivian snorkeled a few yards away. He reclined. But he didn't relax. He had too much on his mind. Memories of his last night in New York before he left for vacation swirled through his thoughts. Initially, he'd worked to downplay it in his own mind.

Michael’s cold tone barely hid the fury simmering underneath. Xavier leaned forward, not even trying to conceal his satisfaction. "Yeah, I guess I am happy. But you know who’s even happier? All the women you screwed over throughout the years. They’re thrilled to see you getting exactly what you deserve." He smiled coldly. "Oh, please, those are lies! I’ve never hurt a woman in my entire life!" Michael shouted, his voice shaking. "Lies? Really?" Xavier scoffed. "I’m not sure what’s collapsing faster—your reputation or your stock price." He turned his phone toward Michael, showing him the company’s crashing stock market figures.

After all, his business was booming—and Xavier had also invested heavily in it. “Thank you, sweet darling,” Michael appreciated sincerely. His Xavier was a sweet and considerate person—not a cold-blooded demon, Michael thought with a nod. “Hm.” Xavier leaned closer and sniffed Michael’s fresh milky scent mixed with the faint scent of drugs. His intense eyes fell on Michael, and he teased while raising his eyebrows endlessly and playfully, “Will that help me get more fun tonight?” he whispered in a husky voice. “As appreciation?” Michael immediately ignored his cheesy fiancé. Instead, he pointed the spoon filled with ice cream at Xavier. “Here,” he said, clearly telling Xavier to take the fir

“Michael?” Michael raised his hands. “I'm not here to fight you.” Xavier kept his weapon trained on him. Lucas's eyes narrowed. “Then why are you here?” Michael looked at the ledger. “Because I know what that book contains.” Lucas stepped closer. “And how do you know?” Michael swallowed. “Because I worked for Horizon Strategic Alliance.” Silence filled the underground archive. Lucas's eyes became colder. “You worked for Victor Hale.” “Yes.” “And you knew about the Morgan Legacy Trust?”