Xander From Drawn Together Novels & Stories

If that would happen, I can't imagine what the next scenarios will be. But to my surprise, he reached out to my hand, interlock it with his, and drag me to his side. I was not understanding anything until he spoke titling his head since I am now on his left side. "I am fetching you, what else?" He then looked at my friends and I was even more confounded when he draw a smile and extended his hand towards them offering a handshake, first to Leia. "I am Xander Evans, her fiance. Nice to meet you," and now the crowd started to gossip louder than ever.

I paused, letting my words sink in, “And when Rhea Thorne asks me to do something, I listen. She’s not one to waste her words on a lost cause.” Xander looked away, his gaze falling on his hands, which were picking at the bedsheets. He was quiet for a long moment, the previous anger and frustration replaced by something akin to deep thought. The news report about DRIT played on the silent TV screen, a constant reminder of the power struggle going on outside these walls. “So, you’re saying… she believes in me?” He finally murmured, his voice barely audible.

Xander lifted that bimbo off his lap, rushed to the stranger behind me, and did a brotherly hug and ruffled the stranger's hair. Drake and Xander had similar features but drake was slightly shorter than Xander about 6'3 probably. He had strong grey eyes unlike Xander's ocean blue eyes, other than that they had features similar to each other. They both had blemish-free radiant skin that had a healthy glow to it. Both had lean built and strong aura around them. They both were incredibly handsome, there was no doubt in it. After their little gesture, Xander took a seat opposite me near Tyra. And Drake took a seat beside me.

Oh God what have I done? Xander is the best thing that has happened to me. How could I have screwed this up so badly? I have to make this right. I grab my phone and dial Xander’s cellphone number. As the phone rings in my ear, I hear Xanders ringtone and turn to see his cellphone charging on the side table. He didn’t take his phone with him.

Ivanna knew there was no going back, she was doomed. But she also knew he wasn't gonna kill her when he already knew her originality. But the young master Xander is erratic. Ivanna carefully turned around, her fingers squeezing tight to the scared Sarah. They were both doomed. "Young Master Xander," They both bent their heads, Ivanna out of confusion. Her shaky fingers weren't hidden from the young master's eyes, causing his smirk to grow further.

A long wooden table covered in maps and tactical pawns dominates the room. Six men sit or stand at various points along the table. My Goddess-damned mind will only focus on one. At the far end of the table from his father, Xander looks up as we walk in. His auburn hair is braided back away from his face like all Tansy Beach men, revealing sharp cheekbones and lips I have held between my teeth. Vividly red lips. Far redder than I remember. In fact, he looks pale, like he’s spent every second of these last three weeks inside without sleeping.

His skin is golden from the sun, and he has a six-pack that makes me drool. Then our eyes meet, and of course, I’m shocked. I climb to my feet, and tears of happiness spill over my cheeks. The corner of Xander’s mouth lifts in a hot grin. ‘I’ve looked everywhere for you.’ ‘You found us.’ We run into each other arms…crap, no, wait. I scoop up Vincent and then run toward Xander. He embraces us in his strong arms, promising never to leave us again. I let out a huff, and punching my pillow, I scowl at the darkness.

He just asked his person investigator to find out everything about the Woods and about each and every person on that family just because he likes to be kept updated. "A woman like you could never satisfy me. Also, do not ever even think of insulting my wife or try to take her name from this filthy mouth of yours. Or you don't want to know what I'll do." Saying this, he walked away towards his peace, his rose. Xander was never a gentleman. He didn't care about anyone except his mother and grandpa until his Triantáfyllo came along. And when it comes to destroying people's lives, he did it happily. And he would do the same or even ten times worse to anyone who hurt his Triantáfyllo.

Xander said and head to Alexa's room. * *

"Josie, it's me." One day, I received an international call from Xander. He sounded a little hoarse. "I don't have much time, so I'll be quick. "I know I've broken your heart, and I don't blame you for having all that scandalous information, but I'm really sure of my heart. I really do love you. "You might've seen the news. I'm abroad right now, but I have a lot of money. Come and find me, why don't you? We can find a place to hide, in our own little paradise. We can live together.