Xavier Costa Novels & Stories

Xavier asked, looking at the banner as he withdrew his hand and put it in his pocket. Cameron looked at it too, smiling at the beauty. "Of course, Mr Sheffield. What is there not to like?" Xavier smiled proudly. "It is remarkable." Cameron added. Xavier hummed. "I am glad you like it." "I love it. And I am sure Mr Vincent will love it too." "Well, anything bigger than the best is what Ocean White gives. You and your boss came to the right place." Xavier said, smiling a little. Cameron could get lost in his gorgeous blue eyes and irresistible charm. Xavier is indeed a Greek god. And a wealthy one.

“I did. Nothing backfired. And it went well. I can even consider it a successful meeting.” “You’re insane,” she hissed, stepping closer. “You think you can just walk into her life, into his world, and expect no one to notice? You think Xavier won’t figure it out? Do you really believe that he is going to fall for this?” “I went as Lorenzo D’Amaris. I’m an investor, nothing more. Xavier doesn’t even know I exist.” I said calmly. “He doesn’t know that I am back in the city just yet. And you’ve made it your mission to stay around him long enough, you know him more than anyone around here. You know that if he was aware of who I was, the men that he had stationed outside her office would have com

After making sure nothing was left in my stomach, I stood still staring at the meds I had made. "Xavier must pay for it," I said in annoyance as I turned back to see him filming me "What the heck are you doing?" Xavier grinned, he moved his face away from his phone, stuck out his tongue, and closed one of his eyes. He blew kisses at me and went back to his previous position. "Say hi Candy" He mumbled "Do not forget to have a worst day" he put his phone back into his pocket and walked away laughing to himself.

Xavier chuckles and holds his hand up in surrender. “I'll leave you two to it then,” Ramsey said and leaves, with the server following behind him once more. I'm left alone with Xavier once again who's watching me intently. “Who was that man?” I ask. “That's Ramsey Gordon, CEO of Taste. He's also the head chef.” “Oh…” I have more questions but I don't get to ask them because Xavier stands and comes around the table, grabbing my plate from the table. “Now this,” Xavier says, gesturing to the first dish, “is truffle butter filet mignon.”

******* Inside a black limo, Xavier was busy typing non-stop on his laptop , while he listened to his assistant filling him in with the latest news between Davis and Rey's crops. "make sure that I get in contact with that Neo international before that day and make sure that my schedule is also free on that day. I will give the fall of Davis' crops as a gift to her " he said with a wicked smile. He never smiled except when something bad is about to happen.

Her parents and sister, who thought so. "Wait! Me? Xander? Taking he away?" Xander chuckled. “That us so funny. I have never—" "Wait, what was your name earlier?" Javier interrupted, his brow furrowed. "Xander, Sir." "Only Xander?" Xander smiled politely. "Xander Peter Raul William." “I am sure I did not see you on the contest list," Javier said, his eyes probing. Before Xander could answer, Xavier answered, ”Why would he even go for anyway? Even if he wins, I still will not approve—"

“He murdered most of them to solidify control.” "That's what we thought too." Javier pulled up a file. "But we dug deeper. Turns out Xaviero had a son. Illegitimate. Hidden. It was a mistress in Spain who met him at the airport in a Mercedes.” "What's his name?” "Xavier Del Rios Junior. Goes by XJ. I am twenty eight years old. I grew up in Barcelona. Record's clean officially, but our contacts say he's been building a network in secret.”

All this had to be a joke, maybe a hidden camera prank or something. In front of her was Xavier Costello, even the sound of his name would run chills down anyone’s back. He was wearing an all-black Aramis suit, with some undone buttons of the shirt showing off his chest, his jawline was more defined, coated with a little amount of facial face, well carved to bring out his facial handsomeness. To be honest he looked sexier than he was four years ago. Althea internally scolded herself for having such thoughts at this time in her life.

Five minutes into their conversation, Xavier had already drawn the conclusion that Mr. Coatés was a very hard man. He couldn’t blame him however. He was only trying to know the person he would be accommodating for the coming years. Even though Jimin had assured him that Xavier was going to be of good character, he couldn’t risk it. He wanted a first hand knowledge of the boy. “Where do you say you come from Frost?” Mr. Coatés asked Xavier for like the hundredth time in five minutes.

Xavier “Everything is ready, sir. Should I take care of it? Or do you--” I shot my head up at the direction of my underboss, Enzo. “No, I want to have some fun with this one, Enzo. My face should be the last thing that he sees.” Those words hurt me to say, but I have to exert my dominance. Being weak is not an option. No one crosses Xavier Castello and gets away with it. Honor and loyalty are two words we hold dear in Cosa Nostra.