Scott X Vincent Novels & Stories

he says, his tone soothing. The scene cuts to Scott, Xander's best friend, sitting in his office at work. He's been staring at his computer screen, his mind miles away. He's been feeling guilty about what he's been doing, but he can't seem to stop himself. The door to his office opens, and Melanie walks in. "Hey, Scott," she says, her voice flirtatious. Scott tries to hide his annoyance, but it's clear that he's not happy to see her.

Scott said and smiled broadly. "Huh? What's with that smile? Is he drunk?" Kylie thought as she looked at him closely. "I think he is. Hey! Scott,you should stop drinking. You'll drink the whole bottle at this point" Kylie said as she took the glass from him. "That's my plan....the whole bottle. I'm drinking it all" Scott said and giggled "See? I'm almost done with the whole bottle" Scott said and raised the bottle. "By the way... The wine smells so nice. I can't help but take a sip" Kylie said as she tried to take the bottle of wine.

He went back to his previous position and stood still, leaning on the wall with his legs and arms crossed. I turned to look at Xavier who had the most dreadful look on his white face, it even look like he would snap Devin's neck within the twinkle of an eye. He moves closer with his shoulders high like they could no longer lap beside him. "X-Xa Xavier?" I stuttered "I needed to keep the books up" I moved back. I didn't know what I was scared of, either the murderous look on his face or the fact that he seems to be scowling at Devin who in return had the same dreadful look.

As fucked up as that it, I’ve come to accept that this is Spencer’s way of trying to set us up for the real world. Once in a while, he reminds us about how there are those who will always seek to take what we have away from us. It is only now that I’m coming to fully grasp the truth in those lessons. How ironic how he happens to be the first person, who’s tried to take something away from me. Hockey. “I’ll do anything to make you win,” Scott is saying, almost like he’s reading off a manual. In a way, he reminds me of Vincent. I can easily picture the two of them getting along. “You can count on that.”

He winks before reaching put for the glass of champagne she was taking before he interrupted her and hands it to her finally. "Where is the lucky husband?" He asks as Gabrielle sips on the bubbly beverage before looking at Vincent who is just behind Scott, the general manager of the hotel. "Congratulations man. Didn't come to my expectation that this kiddo will actually bear someone's name... Scott McHale." He reaches out his hand to him which Vince reluctantly accepts. "I used to take this kiddo for a horse ride when she was this smal..." he says motioning his hand just right in front of his waist like measuring Gab when she was a girl.

Scott explains, yet before we could register a thing, Xander moved in quick strides toward Scott. A hard blow landed on his jaw, and Scott dropped to the ground. Quickly my mate rushed toward his silhouette on the floor, picked up a groaning Scott, and kicked him, Scott fell to the ground again, his body colliding hard with it, my wails increased as I watched my mate. Nobody dared to get in his way this time, as everyone watched what was displayed in front of them. Not even Shawn could stop his Alpha and best friend. Xander stalked his prey closely, Scott was now bleeding from his mouth, and his groans of pain filled the room as he tried to crawl away from his raging Alpha,

He was capable of turning a person's victory party into a mourning within a blink of an eye. And that's what happened with Vincent. He was on cloud nine when he captured Xavier by deceiving him but he tasted his own medicine when his agents only betrayed him and sided with Xavier. The day Emily, Dave and Sophia (note that Vincent doesn't know about Sophia's betrayal) Vincent had a meeting with the officials about 'The Scorpions'. During the meeting Detective Wilson, the senior officer told everyone about the details of this gang.

Scott watched as they all edged towards them with their shining weapons but he was quick to stagger back before he would be sliced. "We don't want any trouble," Scott replied, trying to appeal to reason. "We're here to free these innocent people who have been unjustly imprisoned. You don't have to follow these orders blindly." Vincent laughed coldly, showing no signs of backing down. "I follow orders because that's what keeps me alive, unlike you, who will soon be dead," he retorted before swinging his weapon towards Scott but he was quick to slide left. Scott used his hands to punch Vicent on the face causing him to stagger back.

"Sir, your........." "Just shut up!" I yelled at my personal assistant. "I'm sorry sir, but your father is asking for you and it's urgent" He completed and moved away. Fuck it. I'm Xavier Scott, an actor. My father owned the Scott's Entertainment. I have passion for acting and I really love it. I'm what they call king of dumpers. I fuck girls and dump. I hate being disappointed. Right now, I'm supposed to sign a contract that worth millions but now, that tiny girl ruined it.

I grinned. Jean and I became good friends, in just days. He was a cashier in this supermarket and I had met him to ask if I could sell my cookies here in a nameless jar. That was the first time we met. He agreed even without contacting his boss and now… as you know…. His super nice boss accepted me and more of me. It's just weird how ever since I met Mr. Scarpa reality has been hitting hard on me. Both the good and the bad side of life. Unlike with Benedetto that life was where he and his mother were. I'm thankful for Mr. Scarpa.