Stan Just X Novels & Stories

“That’s impossible. Ms. Stanton must just be playing around. There are so many young idols who have been in rumors with her. Xander isn’t worth anything.” ......

X repeats, tossing the envelope onto the coffee table. “X, please... Don't make things more complicated.” “I'm not complicating anything, Dália. You're not understanding,” X says, serious. “It's impossible for Juan to be my child.” “What? So only Pandora can be the mother of your children?” I ask, irritated. “Dália, Juan can't be my child because I'm sterile.”

He wasn't talking properly to her. During the early hours of mid-day. Jax went to his gym to exercise a bit. He thought of Stone's assignment and sighed. " I wonder how the cartel is? Whatever... they have Xavier" When he was done, he took a petty towel and got rid of the sweat, he excreted.

he said again but all he got was a buzz. "Smith, where....." a voice came live from the walkie talkie but was cut short with the buzz sound again. "Major Mark do you copy" he said into the talkie again, he's getting impatient. "I'm out" Austin said switching his SCAR riffle to his GP100 .357 revolver and put a big hole in the head of a female infected . "What's going on Smith?" I asked out of frustration. "The signal is weak" he replied trying to connect Major Mark again.

Smiling she stood up to take the papers when Niklaus stormed her direction. " Xander do your fucking work " Xander walked away shamefully with people staring. "What is wrong with you? " He wailed frowning." Can't you say no?" She was glued on the spot, once again feeling so small " you're my PA, not the whole company, you heard me? " She instinctively nodded yes. " I told you to go home didn't I? damn it! your feet are fucking swollen but you still help those imbeciles? Who told you to keep up with that bullshit are you a fucking robot?"

Jack lied on the floor, barely breathing. "Where is Ken?" I demanded. I heard more footsteps descending the stairs. A mass of light blond hair and vigilant emerald eyes. Agent Flint Knight stood there, armed, "Games over Dr. Shaw. Lower yourself on the ground, hands where I can see them. Do it now."

Saint stepped out of the first, face swollen but alive, smiling like hell spit him back. Behind him six men with guns. And in the second truck, passenger seat: Jax. My brother. Alive. Fresh tracks on his arms, gun to his own head. Saint lit a smoke, blew it through broken teeth. “Told you she’d pay, Dax. Family always does.” Dax didn’t even pull up his jeans. Just laughed, cock still wet with us, and said: “Change of plans. We keep them both. Debt just got interest.”

Very impressive. “Let’s start with the warm up!.” Stacy instructed. After the warm up, Stacy made me try out all the machines. After four hours, I could not feel a single bone In my body. “You were terribly slow for today. I will let you off the hook since it’s your first time.” Stacy said. Did she just say slow? What a b*tch. I managed to get myself off the ground and left the gym with Stacy following me behind. Just as we were walking, we saw Xander standing across the hallway. He is wearing a black sweatpants and a black vase. His well defined arms were on display for me to see.

Suddenly,the study door swung open, making me stand up in surprise and Jaxon entered shirtless. "Come to me he said”.....

I asked, my voice shaky, “Wha… what does this mean?” “You are very special to him, and you are talking about him hiring call girls to satisfy him, how could you, Madam?” Stacy said sharply. Stacy left me alone and walked toward Xander’s bedroom. She picked the shards of glass one by one from the floor. After discarding them in the dustbin, we heard Xander groaning in pain. I knew what part of Xander was aching. “Huh-” Stacy gasped out of shock when she saw his bulging manhood.