Marvel Pietro Maximoff Novels & Stories

die. Maxim Antonov, the youngest Antonov brother, and gentleman has always been relegated to the background. He's the brain behind the Antonov Mafia clan. When his brother Malik is kidnapped by Alisa's cunning father, Sergei, Zakh the reigning pakhan propositions Maxim to do one thing to prove he's strong enough to be on the main stage of affairs. Bring Mafia princess Anastasia Rostova home. When Maxim collides with Anastasia, he's taken by her sass and clever wit. The two of them are drawn to each other, like a moth to a flame. But dangerous tensions brew, and Lev Avilov is more agitated than ever.

“How was your training? Tell me what you’ve been up to the past four years.” “Training was good.” I can see he wants to reach for me, but he holds himself back. “Maryo got married, and Armani married Tanya.” “Who’s Armani? I don’t remember you mentioning him.” Xander hesitates before he says, “Armani is an enforcer for the Italian mafia. We became good friends during training.” Italian Mafia. Russian Bratva. God, what have I gotten myself into?

He’ll have to go by my words for now, and my voice is as calm and business-like as ever. “You are my mate.” I always imagined there would be some deep bitterness at the back of my throat when I say these words but oddly there’s not. I go on, “You have asked me not to snoop around or try to figure things out myself, I won't. I’ll respect your wishes. This is your house, so your rules. But I need to know who you are Caelum Highrise.” “Maximoff.” The word is a growl, and an even deeper growl as he continues, “I am Maximoff, not Highrise.

Squeezing her hands tightly now, “I assure you, the precinct will do their best to get to the bottom of his death. This is a promise from me to you.” She nodded, taking one last look at her husband before they closed the coffin. The governor was right, Maximoff was a wonderful man despite being the heir to a mafia organization. He never killed, he settled scores amicably, others perceived him as weak but she knew him to be kind. Thinking about him made her almost shed a tear, but she was under the watchful eye of his mother. “Thank you.” She managed to finally respond.

My fingers itched to bury themselves in them, pull him closer to me, and feel that warmth again. “Where did you go…when you left?” I found myself asking. “To deal with Pietro.” I didn’t need to ask who Pietro was. I already knew it was the guard. “Did you…” I trailed off, unable to say the words. Maximo chuckled bitterly at that. “Did I kill him, you mean? No, I didn’t.” His statement shocked me. When I’d asked him not to kill Pietro, I knew I was demanding something impossible. Maximo severely punished those who crossed him. He never let them live. But the thought of him killing someone because of me was terrifying.

“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!”

“Damn it! I don’t want to awaken something I can’t control…” “Sir, if I may say something?” “Speak.” “My team has been following Maximus and Peter. It seems Mr. Peter Palmer isn’t in good shape. We noticed that Maximus took him to a psychiatric hospital.” “What did you just say?” “Yes, the Palmer brothers went to a psychiatric hospital in Florentia. They both entered, but only Maximus came back.” “Well, well! That means it’s just Maximus now…” “Exactly.” “Maximus is useless to me… Fine! Go after them! I want Ethan Palmer, Jonathan Bartz, and Maurice Palmer. The rest don’t matter to me.”

N/B: Maxim is the same as Vincenzo (I made a slight mistake with the name and I've edited it) Thanks.

Macko said on the phone, he sounded scared and out of his mind. “Where are you right now Macko? What’s going on?” He asked. “I am coming to meet you, I am in Moscow already, they are going to kill us all Luciano, I made a mistake believing them,” He let out. “Who are you talking about here? Perez or Lily?” Luciano asked. “Both of them, Dimitri too, they are all working together, Dimitri is Perez and Lily’s love child, they are a family,”

“Watching her son lose control again. Watching her perfect order crumble. And capturing Lia, stopping her from being able to control that beast… well, it is only going to help me with this game.” “And Dominic?” Blake asked. “You do realize that our initial enemy, and the man that aims to break us from the inside is Dominic, and he will stand by Marcel.” My smile widened. “That is exactly what I want… when he tries to stop Marcel,” I said softly, “when he reminds him of duty and restraint… he’ll die too. Marcel wouldn’t know what hit him as he kills his friend, which would end up casting the excommunication order.” Blake inhaled sharply.