Novel & Cerita Xander La Casa De Los Dibujos

Xanders smile grew wider. "Houston, my friend " Xander said, his voice loud enough for everyone to hear. "I hear there's a problem with your DNA results." The room went quiet again. Houstons eyes narrowed. "What are you talking about?" he asked, his voice low and dangerous. "I'm talking about triplets " Xander said, his voice dripping with malice. "Three kids, four years old with eyes. Living in an apartment downtown.. Guess who the mother is?" My blood froze and I gripped Houstons arm without thinking. "Don't " I whispered.

She's the one that died for me. Xander get back to the house right now! I hear Soul's voice in my head. I stand up and feel my bones reforming, my skin shifting into the wolf. I turn around and sprint back to my home. I start to see the lights of my house up ahead. I quickly stop and shift behind a tree. I grab my shorts and run inside the house. As soon as I'm inside, I know that something was very very...very wrong. I look down when I feel something hit me. It was a piece of paper. I grab and see that it was my son's drawing of that fairy lady. I look around. there was pieces of paper everywhere. My brows pull together. Where is he?

He was so grateful to have these little people in his life, and he was determined to be the best father he could be. Xander and the children got into the car, and the driver pulled away from the penthouse. The children chattered happily about the day, their excited voices filling the car. Xander smiled, enjoying the sound of their laughter. As they pulled up to the gate of the mansion, Xander felt a sense of relief. He was happy to be home, away from the hustle and bustle of the city. The kids jumped out of the car, eager to explore the grounds. Xander followed them, enjoying the peace and tranquility of the estate.

Sighing I log out of all of them and uninstall the apps. I'd rather be anti-social than depressed at this point, I play games and take pictures until the twenty minutes are up and I head down to the garage. Xander is waiting outside the garage in a shiny black 2016 Mercedes Benz G-class. I enter then quickly text Lucia that we were going out, she replies with an okay. "Where are we going?" I ask as he exits the gates of the mansion, he takes a turn. "We're going to meet my real estate agent and are going to look for a house for your sister and her children." He states.

I walk to them and sit beside Xander, I put the bottle of water on the table and Damien gives me a questioning look/ “Are you going to explain to me what’s going on?” “Xander has PTSD and a slight case of mania and I’m also starting to believe that this house is haunted,” I sigh, rubbing Xander back. “You mean you think there is a ghost in this house?” “Yes, he’s the one that’s always breaking stuff,” Xander cries out, “He’s always haunting me and terrorising me.” “I don’t understand,”

Xander was leaning against his car, wearing a sharp suit and a pair of glasses that made him look like a high-end city lawyer. As we approached, Sinclair straightened up. He looked at Zack with a cold, protective glare. I figured Sinclair told him how to act. "Elena," Xander said, as he stepped out of his car. He handed me a thick leather folder. "I brought the birth certificates and the insurance papers you asked for. And the kids wanted me to give you this." He handed me a crumpled drawing. It was a stick-figure picture of the triplets and a tall man with 'Daddy' written over his head in crayon. I felt a pang of guilt, but I held it up so Zack could see it.

I was a little hesitant to go in but later agreed after a lot of persuasion from him. His house was homely and modern unlike the mansion. The mansion was okay in primitive settings but as large as it was it didn't beat Xander's house. Xander's house was a clear definition of the word bachelor. It was terribly neat. "You can sit over there while I get you some water" Xander said. I told he didn't have to that I could get it myself but he insisted and I let him. He later asked me to get something in the room and I did.

Xander turned his back as he went towards his Grandfather office. While walking towards the office he stumbles on Chantal, the wife of Lorenzo. Xander automatically put his face into a cold expression as he walks past Chantal. He doesn't have any business with his cousin's women and besides he doesn't want any rumour to the two of them. Especially, When it's not real. Xander immediately reached his Grandfather office. He glanced at Raulo who is the Head butler of his Grandfather. Raulo gave a sign to Xander that Lorenzo came first before him. Xander just put on a cold smirk as Raulo announced his arrival.

" Alone?" " Yes. I'll be busy." " Busy with what?" " Work." He shrugged and took a sip from the wine in front of him. " Tch. Boring." I grumbled. Dorian showed him a video playing on an ipad and he smirked before handing the iPad to me. " Enjoy yourself." He said with a grin. It was a footage of the Xander's home. Mrs Xander, Max and Fiona were all outside the probably waiting for a car.

I scold, making the Beta act like a petulant child as he sticks his tongue out at his best friend. “Sorry,” he mumbles, his cheeks turning rosy as he shuffles with unease. “Now will one of you two bozos tell me why we need thirty cans of paint?!” I exclaim, waving my hand at the tower behind me. “I got them so you could paint murals,” Xander explains, scratching the back of his neck, which I notice he only does when he is nervous. “What?” I ask, not sure I heard him right. “You got all this so I could paint murals in the house?”