Novel & Cerita Mike X Ennard

Besides, his attitude was a bit distant, rebellious. He had long, dark blond, Rasta hair that he wore in a bun, some sort of harem pants, with worn-out sneakers. He was wearing a long, loose-fitting shirt. An old long leather coat, a coarse scarf. He immediately joined Maddie at the table when he escaped from the popular group. ‘Hi, I'm Mike,’ he said, holding out his hand. ‘Maddie.’ She shook his hand. He held her hand for a moment longer than necessary.

Mike was the first to speak up. "Are you aware of what you've gotten yourself into? Why would Aiden Reiner, an extremely powerful man, help you? You don't even know who he is, do you? "Mike expressed his dissatisfaction in a frustrated tone. Then he ruffled his sandy brown hair with his fingers. "Don't do this Sydney, call him right now and tell him the deal is off. He has you trapped." Mike expressed his disappointment in a forlorn tone.

"Yeah G, what's up?" It was Mike, the first buddy he made upon stepping foot in Cameroon. Mike was six feet, just like him, ebony in complexion. He always had his beards and hair reasonably short which made him look neat. He was also called the njoka master* and also, he was fun to be with. "G, Where you? You didn't show up in school today," Mike stated the obvious. "Man, I was gone. Had too much to drink last night, Mike laughed, "I know right, nonetheless, tonight's another night, boy. It's partey afta partey."

He frowned and tapped a button to transfer the call to the car’s speakers. “Xaden, there’s a protest forming right outside your house. They’re unhappy about… about Soraya’s candidacy as Luna.” Mike’s tone was tight, serious. I knew him to be the lawyer responsible for a lot of the pre information that Xaden has used to counter the council. He was also the person that set up the meetings that we’ve been going to. Invaluable man. I felt my stomach twist. The house…our abode…under protesting riots? Xaden’s knuckles whitened around the wheel. “Not happy? That’s putting it mildly,” he muttered, the words hard, clipped.

Mike only wishes this nightmare will come to an end. -------------

"But I- I didn't me-" Eyes shooting open, Mike stared at the younger. "Say you didn't mean it and I'll sock you. Now come here." Ashly faltered but when Mike added a warning, "Don't make me repeat myself." she fell into the hug, swept up in the warmth and comfortless. She felt Mike's hand slip through her hair, closed er eyes when gentle fingers began combing through her strands. "You know, originally I had dreams of becoming a rapper. I wrote music while growing up, it was an escape route from my life. It helped me cope with my depression and anxiety, a therapeutic release. I'm an only child but my parents and I didn't exactly see eye to eye. It was my father especially, nothing I ever did

But the raw alpha command in those words pressed down like a physical weight, heavy with power. Mike didn’t flinch immediately, he just glanced over his shoulder casually, as if he hadn’t just stepped into a territorial minefield. “Relax, Raynard,” he said easily, a faint smirk playing on his lips. “We were just talking. No harm done.” Raynard’s gaze flicked to me for half a second, long enough for me to see the storm raging in his eyes, the way his nostrils flared as if he could scent the lingering trace of Mike’s touch on my skin.

Turning to glare at him, Xavia then retorted, “Even if that isn’t the case, I’m above casual sexual relationships! The fact that all this stems from a lost bet makes it worse! Regardless, you’re Master Mike, correct? You seem rich and powerful… With that in mind, you could have any woman in the world, so why are you that intent on copulating with an ordinary woman like me? That aside, I’ll be eternally grateful to you if you let me go!” Truth be told, Mike really hadn’t expected Xavia to remain this calm after all that had happened. What a courageous girl… Whatever the case was, he simply sat on the table before scornfully looking at her as he replied, “True enough, I can get any woman I wan

well we are currently waiting on you", I replied. "Have you heard from Nicholas?" he asked backing me. "No I haven't, any problem?" I asked. "No, it's just that, we haven't spoken lately", he answered. "Maybe, it's as a result of tiredness", I replied. "Yeah, I believe so", he replied. "You can take your leave now, don't forget what I ask of you Mr. Xander", he said facing me. "I promise, I won't", I replied and stood up, we shook hands and I walked out of his office. Mr. Escobar Silverado. P.O.V. After Mr. Xander left, my mind drifted towards Mr. Michael, I felt so bad for what I did towards him. My conscience was pricking me, I looked at my phone, and the urge to call him was ve

We've gone to her concert countless time and I must commend her, she's a talented singer, she sings with passion, and the reason I love her more is that she doesn't allow her beautiful face, fame and richness to get into her head, she remains so humble. Knowing them is the best thing that has ever happened to me. Drake and Sophia are also getting along well, while Mike is still busy with his Casanova life, Austin doesn't have a girlfriend and I don't think he's ready to have one anytime soon. "Jennie, have more of this" Mike said and gave me more meat. "Thanks, buddy" I said excitedly. My phone rang which broke the silence. Rosa?. "Hey sis" I said and put the phone on the loudspeaker.