Max Mayfield Novels & Stories

Travis Maybe this was a bad idea hosting the game while Kaylee and her friends used the pool , I wish I didn't notice that a particular girl barley legal has on a thong bikini I also don't like the way the guys are looking at her ,or how I am looking at her as she laughs with a boy I don't recognise is he her boyfriend?. "I don't remember high school girls looking like that while i was in high school " Michael unlike Carter he's divorced and has sworn off woman after his Ex wife took half of everything he ever worked for.

Forgetting and pushing his memories of Shada and Demian as far away as possible was Max's current goal. "It's okay. Where shall we meet?" Richard developed a grin. "How about... Rebel?" Max nodded his head, then shrugged. "Yeah, that's a pretty good option." *** Later that evening, Max put on a black shirt after finishing his shower. The fresh and strong scent of soap wafted from his burly body. He also sprayed an equally masculine perfume all over his body. Anyone who met Max tonight would definitely want to have him. Before Max left, his cell phone rang several times. It turned out that the call was from Shada. Max bent his face and quickly turned off his cell phone. Meanwhile, Shada who w

“I’m only a witness.” “Gaby.” “I’m a witness paid by your mother.” I pulled the coffee table a little closer and sat on the rug with him. I set the MacBook on the sofa, the iPad still glowing beside me. Max sat cross-legged, his small thigh pressing against the paper, one hand gripping a crayon too tightly. “M,” I said, pointing to the large letter on the sheet. “M for Max.” “Correct.” “M for Mami.” “Correct.” “M for mansion.”

My texts blended everyday updates with messages of longing. He couldn't help but wonder if I had cried while he was away this time, too. He leaned back and checked the top of the screen, but there were no unread messages from me. He opened his contacts with a trace of frustration and scrolled down for what felt like forever before finally landing on my name. For a moment, irritation mixed with an unnameable sense of loss. Before he could even process what was happening, his assistant, Joe Simpson, called. "Mr. Sterling, you finally picked up! Ms. Emerson has found out about Susan."

Kendra crosses her arms. I take a deep breath. “You remember me telling you about Ben?” Kendra nods, so I continue, “Maxwell is his grandson. I guess he is having a hard time with women. I thought he was ugly, but he is surprisingly handsome.” “And a huge womanizer!” Kendra yells. “What do you mean?” I ask.

SOPHIA P.O.V I was checking the expense file Caius told me to go through, then suddenly Max appeared infront of my table. "Hey beautiful." He bent down a little bit. "Hi Max. How are you today?" I smiled. A little piece of information, Max Fisher is a employee of Micheal Clothing in the Purchase Department. He is a good looking guy, well mannered. He has been asking me if I would like to go out with him since last week. He seems like a good guy, but whatever happened with Caleb, I just don't want to go there right now. Or maybe I have kinda developed feelings for my boss.

he said to Allison, “I can't catch a break. Please ignore her. I’m Diana McCoy’s lawyer.” Max looked away with a weak smile. “ so I guessed right” “Yeah. Chill, bro.” Josh scoffed. “It's not that much of a big deal even if it is” he laughed, “What about you?” Maxwell took a step back. “I’m a big lawyer too. GRM’s.” Josh's smile slowly dried out completely. ****

“Pedro, I know you’re still mad at your old man. And I give you every reason to be. But I’m dying, and even though you don’t care, I want you to know the truth about everything. I’d like to tell you this in person, to ask for your forgiveness, but I know I’m the last person you’ll want to see. I’m going to leave a letter for your mother, confessing my sins, and I’ll ask Bruno to deliver it to her when I die. I know Sofia will send someone to pick you up and bring you to Los Angeles as soon as she reads my letter. I know you don’t care enough to be here before that happens. And I don’t blame you. I’ve done a lot of bad things. I took you away from the woman you loved, I took away your chance

The man ask authoritically. Boss he didn't tell us till now who they are for which he was working. subordinate Max said tiredly. Max was 25 year old boy. He was working for the man since young age because at age 6 his parents was murdered by a gangster and he got saved by this man. Max has the tall height, eyes are black, hair is blond, white complexion of skin, look like a American model in every aspect, personally he was the carefree person but on work mode no one can be dangerous than him, people known him as hell guard.

Poor Mia, Max's once beautiful and talented secretary spoke in low tone sprinting out of the glass door. After she left Nelson huffed a sigh and looked at the file in his front. It has been two months to Max's death. Ever since then, everything he owned was transferred in the name of a new boss, Nelson Mendez, who was none other than the mafia king's one of the doggie-like loyal men and his daughter's real boyfriend.