Christmas Maximus Movie Novelas e Histórias

My father smiles, “Now you, son.” “Misha Knight, when I found your and Ana's Christmas display,y I knew I had to meet you. Then I gazed upon you. At that moment, I knew I was yours. I wanted you to be mine. I knew Justin here would fuck it up.” Justin yelled in protest, but I ignored him and decided to direct a comment at him, “Well, you did. I didn't even have to glamor that waitress.” Misha gasps, “You wouldn't do that!”

Maximus decided to settle down and start a family life. Maximus loved his soulmate more than anything else in the world, the beautiful Ms Simran Dotch was a beacon of light in Maximus' dark world and he wished for nothing except a peaceful and lovable family life. Unfortunately, not all wishes come true. He's struck by the ugliness of reality on the day of his wedding, as it's made known his loving soulmate has been sleeping with all sorts of men for years, she cheated on him over and over again for years. Devastated and crushed, Maximus goes on a rampage, his mind set on hunting down the men who slept with his soulmate and destroying anything and anyone who stands in his way. He makes up hi

With an arrogant smile, he looked at one camera and another and greeted some people who were also arriving, workers of the consortium, and businessmen, all of them joining the Christmas cheer. Lenis smiled, standing on the other side of the double doors. "George is the luckiest man in the world. You look beautiful, as always, but today more," he complimented the woman, who was dressed in gold from head to toe. "Here." She handed him a Christmas hat. "You're kidding." She smiled more openly and denied it. "Not at all." Max smiled back, flashing his sexy smile that several reporters, despite being outside, did not miss. The moment when the city's most controversial CEO donned his Christmas hat

"Even with Sophie's rules? Even with your ex-wife watching? Even with everyone knowing?" "Especially with all of that. Because it means we're real. Not hiding. Not pretending." He brought my hand to his lips and kissed it softly. "I want this, Maya. I want you. All the complications included." "I want you too." We sat there holding hands in the dark living room, the movie playing to an audience of two, the Christmas tree lights twinkling. This wasn't how I'd imagined my Christmas. Falling for my best friend's father. Navigating family drama. Sharing him with his ex-wife.

I smiled at him, recalling the conversation we had before Christmas, his words echoing in my mind. “I always tell my kids, Christmas comes with its own miracles. Who knows? Maybe this year’s your lucky one.” I chuckled dryly and hit the elevator button, glancing back at him. “I wouldn’t count on it, Mr. Jones. Miracles? Christmas? I don’t believe in that kind of thing.” The elevator doors slid open, and as I stepped inside, I heard him call out, “Maybe this Christmas will change your mind, Miss Samantha!” As the doors closed, I sighed, shaking my head. Christmas miracles? I scoffed under my breath, feeling the familiar ache settle in.

Whispers followed me everywhere. "I can't believe she's that kind of person." "The more innocent they look, the wilder they are." "That coat she's wearing? It's Chanel's latest. The rumors on the campus forum must be true." I retrieved my phone to check the campus forum. My entire body was shaking from anger. Sharon actually spread dirty rumors about me on the campus forum. [A Golden Apple on Christmas Day Exposed Our Fake Friendship!] She accused me of flaunting wealth with a golden apple on Christmas Day and scamming them out of an expensive meal.

Maxime responded slowly, as if every word he spoke would drain a significant amount of his strength. Maxime eventually made his way to the attic. As he gazed at the flickering Septuple Lamps, he let out a long sigh of relief. “Thanks.” Maxime smiled at Spartacus and said, “I’m afraid I’d be doomed today if it weren’t for you.” “Sigh!” Spartacus let out a sigh. He didn’t say much, but instead turned around and walked out of the attic.

"You shouldn't. Lana is absolutely fine, nothing is going to happen to her so stop worrying dear" "I hope so. When is her Christmas party coming up" "Its on the 25th by 12 noon" First lady Samantha said, giving her husband a gentle smile. "I'll have to double the security at the venue, I wouldn't want there to be any trouble" "There won't be any problem Freddie, you worry too much" "She's our only child Sam, I've got to protect her with everything I have" the President said, lightly tapping his fingers on the table.

Oh, damn that retard. Demian quickly gets dressed and kisses Zaina's lips with a quick kiss and bids farewell to her. He hurries out of the room, and as soon as he reaches the stairs, he finds Maximus in front of him. Maximus with wonder; Demian!!!!! When you come from this side, I don't remember that your suite is on the other side Demian nervously; Oh, it's a. I wasn't asleep. I was The scream interrupted him again Maximus angrily;