Christmas Maximus Movie 소설 & 이야기

"The Knoxville who never backs down from a fight." The next day was Christmas, and the atmosphere was electric. Everywhere was bubbling with Christmas celebrations, the sound of carolers and laughter filling the air. Maxwell walked in, a smug smile spreading across his face as he caught sight of Electra. Knoxville, who was standing nearby with Henry, felt his anger simmering just below the surface. He clenched his fists, his jaw working as he struggled to contain his emotions. After Maxwell hugged Electra, he walked over to the Christmas tree, admiring the decorations. Knoxville's eyes narrowed, his gaze fixed on Maxwell's back. He felt a surge of adrenaline, his mind racing with possibiliti

“Max?” I nodded slowly. “Yeah. This is Max.” Javier stared at Max for a moment longer, “Dios mío. He’s... he’s a carbon copy of Pascha. God, Bell, even the way he stands with that sideways lean... that’s so Pascha.” “I know.” “He even has the signature Romanov eyebrow lift,” he muttered. Meanwhile, Max hugged Megatron tighter, then stepped forward. “Are you... Mommy’s new husband?” I choked on my breath. “Maximus Prime!” I gave him a sharp look. “Don’t say stuff like that!”

His expression was stunned. “I thought you were different! A MAN! But you are still just a drunken-ass, horny teenager! Coming to New York with you?! As if! I’m going to Europe to build a future for myself, and I’m going to forget all about you. Now, get the hell out of my house, Liam Right, and go back to your busty cheerleaders! Because I ain’t one of them! I'll never be!” Maxima slammed the door in his face, then crashed on a chair and cried silently, ignoring his voice and begging her to let him in.

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CHRISTINE... I watched the excited crowd before me in shock and confusion. And soon just to prove I didn't hear wrong, the front door of the church lit up, and a few bodyguards in black suits walked in, blocking the reporters who were flocking over and blocking the way. Maximo's gorgeous figure appeared in my sight. His huge figure stood out in the crowd, his dark short hair neatly trimmed, his body hugged by a grey—blue overcoat, and his handsome face bathed in a variety of spotlights.

“Are you free tonight?” My heart dropped a little. Tonight was Christmas dinner. There were guests coming. There would be loud conversations and cleaning afterward. No chance to leave the house. “I’m not free,” I said softly. “My family is having people over.” “I see…” he said. He sounded disappointed. “I know it’s short notice, but… I didn’t want to spend Christmas alone. I thought maybe I could spend it with you.” My breath stopped for a moment. He wanted to spend Christmas… with me?

He stopped mid-sentence and laughed again, shaking his head. "Nice try," he said. "You're very good at weaving the truth out of people, almost got me to slip." I'd been so close. Get rid of what? Or who? "I was serious about what I said yesterday night," Maxwell said, his tone shifting to something softer, more intimate. "I'm falling for you, Christina, a weend if you want to keep Marcel alive, you should become my woman." Disgust rolled through me in waves. "You're sick," I said.

I kiss her for all that she's worth and as our kiss breaks and we try to catch our breath, I cant help but to think of the future. "Nice, now we are going to have to deal with you while you are all hormonal and stuff. Xander doesn't pay me enough for this shit" Maximus says as he once again ruins one of our moments. As both our gazes swing to him, and we get ready to berate him he holds up a hand to stop us. "Yeah, I have the worst timing and I'm an asshole. I got it already. Now can you two keep it in your pants for a while longer. You still have to meet the Alpha and you are already late" He says as he begins leaving the room. I watch him go with a sigh and feel a small wave of sadness com

After a few quiet seconds, Max turns and looks at me then leans in and kisses my lips softly. "Thank you Shawna, I can't express what this means to me." "I love you Max." "Love you too baby. Merry Christmas." "Merry Christmas."

I said. “How about I work at day and you at night? We need to do something about Dr. Roberts, or else I don’t know what I can do to him.” Maxwell said in greeted teeth. I sighed as I caressed his arm. “Let’s do it then. I need to avoid Dr. Roberts.” I said, and Maxwell smiled at me. “Thank you, Max.” “I won’t let my son’s mother get hurt.” He said, and I smiled at him. Noah woke up while we were choosing the movie. He chose Space Jam: A New Legacy. Maxwell bought snacks for Noah, so Noah could stop talking while watching. He talks a lot while watching TV, and for sure, watching a movie is no exemption.