William X Clara Novels & Stories

His voice carried no warmth when he demanded, "Where is Xena?" Clara feigned innocence and asked, "Xena? I don't know who that is. Is she a friend of yours?" "Clara, I've given you a second chance, and I've warned you. Do not go after Evelyn. However, you refused to listen, so don't blame me for being merciless." Warren threw a stack of photos onto the coffee table. The photos revealed the fact that Clara and Xena were in contact with each other. "Not only did you help her get into Larkin Corporation, but you also got her to force Evelyn's hand.

“I don’t even have a will.” “You don’t need a will to have heirs,” Clara said smoothly. She glanced at Williams. “Has her friend been cleared?” “Kaira?” I nearly laughed in disbelief. They couldn’t possibly think— “The friend’s clear,” Williams said. “She was with Luca during the shooting.” The words fell like a bomb.

“Don’t even try it, men. My own personal army were training with lances before most of you were even born.” “I suppose you’re going to resume your relationship with my slut of a daughter.” “Wrong,” Xander said. “I’m going to marry Eithne and make her my queen, whether here or elsewhere. She will want for nothing the rest of her days.” There was a gasp, followed by a sob behind him. “It’s so good to see you.” The Ormondian was perfect, as always. Clara was so sickened by their touching reunion, she almost blurted out the truth. But that could wait. Let him find out about Genevieve another way, if at all.

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"And William, this is Clare –" I stand from the table, jostling the water glasses. "It's so nice to meet you," I rush the reply before Grant discloses my last name. Grant shoots me a questioning expression but continues with the conversation flawlessly. "Clare works at the San Francisco youth center. She's the director. In charge of all the operations." His eyes light up as he talks about me. For the first time I see myself through his eyes. He sounds proud. William — he's never earned the name dad — nods his head. He shoots a thin smile in my direction and then immediately dismisses me turning his attention back to Grant.

She turned to Callum and suggested, "Sir, Clara might be unwell. We should get her a doctor. How is a woman supposed to find a husband if she’s seen running around naked like this?" Before Callum could respond, Clara yelled upon catching Xavia's words, "It's the truth! Don't let Xavia’s polished appearance fool you. Her body can’t hold a candle to mine after bearing a child. Kenneth’s an idiot who chose an old woman because he has never savored the allure of a young one."

When they saw her coming down, they all bowed down to greet her. “Hello, madam.” Clara was shocked, afraid of being discovered, she didn’t care about the pain of her body and stood up straight with an awkward smile. “When did you all come here?” At the head of the group was a middle-aged man in his forties. “We are from the old house. The young master arranged for us to come here at seven o’ clock.” “I’m the housekeeper here. My name is William.” Then he pointed to a nearby woman of about the same age and said, “She is my wife, Sara. She takes care of the meals in the bungalow and the rest is in charge of hygiene and landscape”.

Lisa said and Dina scoffed “Yes, dear. We are gonna spend the night there when we come to visit “ Dina said “You are always welcome. How about Clara?” Lisa asked “Oh, she's fine. She's asleep. Williams dropped by to visit her today. He wouldn't let him go until he sang for her and she fell asleep. He just left” Dina said and Lisa smiled “Clara got herself a new daddy. Seems she likes Williams a lot. What about you Dina? Do you like him?” Lisa asked

Clark looked forward to the many years he was going to spend with the woman he loved, his best friend, his soul mate, and his cleaner. BILLIONAIRE CLARK. The End...