Mike X Tv Novels & Stories

LISA’S POV ●●●● I shut Xavier’s door quietly, walking away from it. He had snapped at me earlier. I knew he didn’t mean to, but it still stung. I sighed and started walking down the stairs slowly, sliding my hand over the rail. By the time I reached the living room, the sound of the TV was all I could hear. Michael was seen seated on the couch, leaning forward with a bowl of popcorn on his lap. He was watching football again, eyes glued to the screen like the world would end if he blinked.

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

Not the worst of news…even if I didn’t expect the public to be aware of it until I had my real Luna on the throne with me. “Is that it?” “Oh, ho-ho, Xaden…that is far from it. See…the same news article that published you and Celeste’s divorce, also sought to paint a certain someone in a certain light.” I waited for a couple of seconds, and when nothing came from the speaker, I growled. “Oh come on, Mike…you’re riling me on purpose!” “Okay…okay…I’ll stop fucking with you…” Mike chuckled nervously, “but only because I’m slightly concerned about your temper to say this next part.”

Mike groaned softly. "Alright, alright. I won't nag. So, tell me about this place. Where are you working?" "It’s a media giant called XYZ Multinational," Mike explained. "They handle massive events, media coverage, and high-profile reporting. I’m part of the technical team, managing their site architecture and event customization." The line went quiet for a second before his mother spoke, her tone shifting to one of maternal caution. "Best of luck, son. But listen to me: stay professional. Don’t get too personal with those people."

Michael nodded and sat up with his whole abs on display. "Who knew you would be magnanimous tonight? Mr. Xavier doesn't let go of a chance!" He smirked and got off the bed. He finally took off his shirt. Xavier's eyes darkened and his Adam's apple bobbed. "Is that an invitation?" “Hm. Hm.” Michael raised his index finger and shook it. "I have work tomorrow. And there is something you lack, my dear; control!" Michael smirked and, with a dramatic display, he threw the shirt toward where it was meant to go.

Henry said awkwardly. Now, he felt like a complete fool. “Is that why you didn’t verify the information and simply told other people about it?” Xyla Quest felt speechless. She knew who Mike was as well. To her knowledge, Mike was incapable of saying anything truthful. Hence, everything he said was probably part of his imagination. All these years, Mike had stayed with Xyla’s master to receive psychological treatment. However, his mental illness was very complicated, and it was often triggered. The only way to suppress it was through medication.

“Yeah, most probably. Right, it was the television.” I comforted myself. As far as I know Mike, he would not be anywhere else today than in the comfort of his home since he was done with his exams. This was actually the last final exams he would ever have in his major, since he is graduating. The next thing he had to prepare for was his license. But he has a lot of time for that to be in a hurry and not rest today. “Mike, are you listening to me?” I asked, since Mike was too silent from the other line.

“Reminder that yes, I *am* power-hungry. I own it. I wear it like heels, sharpened and tall. And that’s why I keep winning… while you keep crashing interviews.” Tania slapped the table. “You think you’re untouchable?” “No,” Ximena replied, her voice like ice. “I just think I’m not you.” Security intervened then, pulling Tania away as she shrieked insults. The camera kept rolling. That night, the video went viral. Clips of Ximena’s composed takedown were everywhere. Miguel watched it alone, leaning against his kitchen counter. For the first time in months, he smiled.

"It's a good thing, right?" "Yes," she nodded. "It's great. Just...uh, surprising," she said. I sighed in relief. "Marct's pill must be working then," Michael said with a smile of his own. "How about...we binge-watch a series? You know, the ones you're always watching on your phone."

Jessie angrily raised her hand and was about to pinch him. "Aren't you going to ask what I think?" Alex caught her slender and soft fingers in time and tightened his grip on her. He bent his head and wanted to kiss her lips. Jessie refused to let him kiss her. She pushed him a few times and refused to let him kiss her. She fell onto the sofa and pressed a remote control with her hand. The television screen on the opposite wall suddenly lit up. An entertainment news was playing on the screen. Mike waved at the camera repeatedly with a smile on his face. The report said that he had taken a long vacation and was back to work. Today, he had just appeared at the filming site of a new television s