William X Michael Novels & Stories

the confusion I had seen on his face earlier returns. “He’s probably thanking you for me.” William chuckles awkwardly, “Why would he—?” “Because Mia is Amanda.” I cut in, rushing over the words but hoping he gets what I’m saying. “Oh, okay.” We walk out, and William puts me behind him as we make our way down the stairs. A group of guards walk towards us, but seeing William doesn’t take a shot at them, so I figured there are on his team. “Target isn’t Frank, it’s his son Noel.” He informs them.

I got out of the car in front of Williams company and made my way directly to Lukes office. Immediately I walked into the office, he literally started giving me a lecture about Williams family history and bombarded me with questions afterwards. I felt like a kid having an exam the next day. “Why doesn’t William have to go through this too?” I whine as I slouch in the seat. “Answer the question first.” He says and I roll my eyes. “His dad’s name is William the first.” I say jokingly but Luke just gives me a blank stare. “His dad’s name is Matthew Armani. William was born here in the U.S, he majored in business management in university, he has three masters degree in business administration an

“You’re too soft! That’s why Layla keeps bullying you! Crying won’t help—stand up for yourself!” “I…” Xena bit her lip, voice trembling. “I never thought my sister would hate me so much…” “Maybe we shouldn’t jump to conclusions before getting all the facts.” William’s voice broke through the chaos, calm yet sharp. His gaze flicked toward Mike. In an instant, Mike grabbed Xena’s shoulder, his grip unrelenting. Xena’s face drained of color. “Mr. Lucas, what are you doing?” William’s gaze bored into hers, sharp as a blade.

William said. Xander nodded but didn't say anything. He only wanted to meet with him. William was the only family member he was close to, but that too was in the past. Still, he loved him and felt at ease in his presence. However, his egoistic nature prevented him from confessing it. "Okay, it's time for me to play with my great-grandchildren." William said before standing up and heading to the back door. However, he came to a halt and turned around.

And from the look of it, Michael was nowhere on sight, so it would possibly mean she was looking out for him. It was just a short while later, when the sound of spoon clinging onto a glass overwhelmed the murmuring of the crowd. William standing in a black tuxedo upstairs kept the two items away as he had their attention. Willow howbeit moved away from the door paving her way to the front, the rest of the family and friends did the same.

"So I decided to make things easy for you." "And who is the person that sent him then?" Lexis asks. "It's Capo Michael, I found out that he has been causing a lot of damage recently and I asked my men to see what he's up to. He was in Detroit when my men found him." Lexis furrows his brows, "Detroit? I thought he was here? He had some assignments and his associates were on it." William shakes his head, "It's unlike you to lose track of things you know. It turns out that Micheal has been the one toying with the guns."

The subordinate whispered. The previous arson was carefully prepared by Michael, but it failed unexpectedly, as long as Mark is alive in the future, Michael will never have peace. "But Michael has said that as long as we're willing to help them get rid of Mark together, he's willing to share everything in the William family with us." "Equally divided?" Does he think he really saw the William family's stuff just now? The next second, he said scornfully. "I want it all." “Michael the fox will probably disagree with this.” The subordinate looked embarrassed.

I put her on the sofa and come back to check the news update. I will continue to play the game, reveling in the downfall of my rival. Michael, unaware of the forces conspiring against him, stands on the precipice of his own destruction. And I, William, the orchestrator of his downfall, relish every moment, knowing that I hold the power to bring him to his knees.

He stepped aside, the surrender almost imperceptible, but Xavier caught it—the faint retreat in the clench of his jaw. "Wait here," William muttered, lacing his tone as he turned back into the shadows of his grand home. Xavier's lips curled into a semblance of a smile, not a hint of warmth reaching his eyes. Behind him, the city slept, unaware of the storm brewing within the walls of the Jackson residence.

she said hurriedly, taking the plan and feeling disoriented. Leo resumed his work, ignoring her further. James quietly reminded her, “Miss Jones, if there’s nothing else, you may go.” Sophia nodded and left after glancing at Leo. After her departure, James handed a document to Leo, who signed it and casually asked, “Who did Sophia meet at noon?” James replied with a smile, “A man named William Xander." A mocking smile appeared on Leo’s lips. He was aware of William’s background and interactions, including those with Sophia. Although he had kept silent out of respect for Damien, he now saw no reason to restrain himself.