Max Mayfield Gif Novels & Stories

yes, I want to hold one on my aged hands "Mrs Sarah said smiling out tears "Come on mom, you are not old yet.. " Max said, smiling happily at his mom.. "So how is Alex your boss doing.. "Mrs Sarah asked "he's not the boss again ,we change our position.. " max said taking a sit close to his mom "really!! But why? " "he's also looking for a true lover.. Mom.. " max explained "don't you think it's high time you tell him your REAL IDENTITY "Mrs Sarah said in fear

Max said truthfully, taking out a pack of cigarette, but Mia snatched the pack away from him. "You dare to smoke in front of me?!" Mia yelled. "Babygirl, we have strong lungs." Blaze cooed. "Could you please not call your mate babygirl? I'm sorry but it bothers me." Jayla asked with anxiety, she was about to have a mini anxiety attack. You need guts to tell him something that you don't to hear or see. "Why not?" He asked curiously. Jayla widened her eyes, clearing her throat. "Because—" "She thinks you are Massimo from 365 days, damn baby didn't know you watched that kind of movie." Max chuckled interrupted up, he picked her up to put her in his lap, she squealed and hides her blushing face

He sat in the chair that was in the middle, looked at Adrian and have him a smile. “Hello Adrian” he said in the most cheerful voice. “Dad” Adrian said in a serious tone. Then he looked up at me, “you must be Keisha, I don’t think we have officially meet.” He said while extending his hand. “I am Max, Adrian’s dad.” I took his hands and shook it. I am still pretty confused as to why he wants to talk to me. “Adrian could you leave I and Keisha alone for a few minutes?” Max asked. Adrian looked at me and I looked at him, I shook my head slightly saying no.

The others already had two rounds, we were still half the round. Near the flagpole, I catch a figure I don't want to see. Looking straight at me with a look too deep. I feel like I just want to plug those eyes in. What a teacher! Who else ..if not Mr. Harold! I'd better have to look at a sexy zombie rather than him! "Who with? With me?" Zetta asked and I pretended to vomit.

“I was only fibbing. I thought threatening to expose your identity would make you change your mind about working with me. I really don’t know anything aside from that you are American, and I don’t even have proof for that. It’s not true, is it?” I heard a slap and then another cry. “I’m sorry. Sorry. Please don’t kill me.” Elvis shouted, “Shut the fuck up!” In an instant, Max’s crying was muffled. I could picture him slapping his hands over his mouth. This image made me smile again.

JACKS’S POV As their eyes met in a brief, assessing glance, Jack felt a spark of tension, sensing a challenge from Max. "So, Max," Jack said, his voice casual, trying to mask the curiosity and interest. "What do you do?" Max smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement, as if he knew a secret that Jack didn’t know about. "I'm an artist," Max replied, his voice smooth and confident. "I own a gallery back home, and Elle has been helping me with some projects."

Despite being held at gunpoint and Max about to pull the trigger, Charmine merely smirked. “Before you pull the trigger, I hope you have a look at this first.” With that, she turned the tablet to show Max. On the screen was the video of Max having intercourse with the middle-aged woman. Though the middle-aged woman had loose fats all over, Max did not mind at all as he enjoyed himself thoroughly in the video. Max nearly barfed at the scene, his gaze heated and livid. “Charmine Jordan, delete that right away! Delete it! I’ll kill you now if you don’t!”

He had been a bit bitter with Grandma since two days ago when Marvel declared that she was his favorite between the two of them. “I am just stopping by to let you know the truck will be here soon. I was going to call a few warriors over to help unload. Since you’ve been out here ogling them again, are there any that caught your eye?” Max lifts an eyebrow at Grandma. I almost choked on my last gulp of lemonade. Grandma is narrowing her eyes at him, looking ready to pounce. “Maxwell, I don’t appreciate your tone.” “Name’s not f*****g Maxwell,” he huffs.

Just from the letter, I already know that I have important things, but I don't know if I should go ahead. "I'll leave you alone." Bruno doesn't wait for me to answer him, he just turns around and walks out of the room. “Shit.” I mumble, before deciding to watch the file on the pen drive. There is a MacBook on the table, ready to use. I take a deep breath and connect the pen drive. A folder with a single file opens. I click and a video appears. In fact, Max appears. He looks thinner and older, like someone who was really sick. He looks like a wrinkled fruit. I never imagined I would see him looking so deplorable. Max was full of life. He was in perfect health the last time I saw him. How can

“Maybe she hasn’t discovered anything yet, maybe she is trying to keep her cover and is not being left alone. You know her eyes will glaze over when she is talking to you and she wont be able to hide that” He nods and then looks at me “There is something I need to show you” I look at him confused but follow him regardless. Kayla stays behind and wishes me good luck with a quick kiss on the cheek and I follow Max to his office, the image of my mother’s lifeless body strong in my mind. Max sits behind the desk and pulls something from a drawer, it is a photo of mother but with Kiwi and a recent one too, maybe weeks old at the most judging by my mother’s aging appearance.