Novel & Cerita Max Steel Bad Guy

"You're the one who wanted to skin me alive, right? Well, bring it on! Let's see who ends up on top." Maxwell, the son of the big boss, Wystan, from East Star District, was a big deal among the young crowd. Nobody messed with him. However, now, he had met his match. Some no-name guy, who Sienna called a live-in son-in-law and a total loser, had knocked out six of his guys all by himself. He was no ordinary dude. Maxwell's face turned pale with rage, his fists clenched so tight they cracked. "You think you're tough, huh? No one gets away with that in front of me. I'm going to take you down!"

It had been suffocating staying in there with people coming in and out to see me. “You’re stressed too?” I heard Gavin's voice which made me look up at the roof where he was seated with a cigarette in his mouth. “You're back.” “Yeah.” “I didn't know you smoked.” I tilted my head to the side as he got down to stand next to me to look out at the night city below us. “I do it when I'm stressed to the point of irritation.” He smiled while removing the cigarette in his mouth and putting it out. “The rogue attack was just as we feared. They were being experimented on and aren't ordinary rogues.”

She nods her head in fear and continues teaching not daring to ask further questions. The serpent rose tattoo on my wrist holds alot of power... after what happened at my first school, I met a guy named Dante. He helped me and we became best friends in no time, I later found out he is the boss of the Spanish mafia and I needed money, so he helped me train and turned me into the best fighter. I street fighted for a bit and became known as black rose, the undefeated. No one knows how "black rose" looks like they only know about the tattoo on her wrist, which is why mrs. Red got scared after I showed her my tattoo.

How dare he! I blinked my eyes that were already widened like saucers. "Yah, you..." "Come in." He cut me off while shoving his hands inside the pockets, looking as cool as ever. Yeah, I know. He is not that bad. But the thing is, he is not the one for me. In my story, Aaron is the male lead. But the story seems too soon to be ended. I stood up, as well as Rhia and went inside the cabin. Peter told me his mother got a stroke about four months ago and got paralysed.

It’s like she’s a magnet for these sorts of men. Wallace and a host of my mom’s past boyfriends put together cannot afford a knock-off diamond ring much less the real thing. There’s something about this change that stirs an unfamiliar feeling inside of me. “Well, his name is James if that counts for anything. He’s probably a dick like Sullivan Junior.”

Gorilla1 challenged and the anger was obvious on his face. I was silent for a moment. This is what I'm talking about. Don't blame me because I’m not in the right condition today so I said that. This is infuriating. I just want to take a nap. “You know Xania, even if you're a woman...” Gorilla2 said starting to clench his fists. “...we will still hit you so don't be stubborn.” Tsk. These assh*les are getting on my nerves. “Look, I don't want trouble. I really don't have any money and I'm not as rich as you think even though I'm the P.A of your Badboy Prince. Can’t you understand that? You 3 are really gorillas.”

She puts her hand to his well-defined chest and sighed exaggeratedly. "Ardian, I hate to break this to you but I've been through the worst and I'm not afraid of anything anymore. You can kill me now and I will be at peace thinking that my fat Gus is in the comfort of his posh flooring and being fed by the personal chef of the Sokolov cartel boss." "Somehow I believe you, so since you're not telling..." he started lowering his voice down and kissing the side of her neck. "And... I can't do this thing, I don't juggle my bad boys. I'm not those kinds of women"

Jax smirked. “Pops did say if he runs, he’s free game.” He said turning his attention back to the situation at hand. “Besides, I know we can take him.” Jax stated. “I feel different, stronger.” He told Marco stretching his body out. “So, Maxwell, what’s it gonna be?” Blaze asked. “You think I’m scared of your little adopted Gamma?” Max smirked. “He’s nothing compared to me. I can easily take him down.”

They both stood in the middle of the room with their gazes on the spacious floor. A few seconds later, voices followed by loud laughter could be heard from the large stairs at one side of the room. A dark, averaged looking man in his sixties appeared on the stairs, making a phone call as he walked down the stairs slowly with the aid of a walking stick. He was no other man than the ruthless billionaire, Mateo Steel.

“Thanks.” I just started doing a little twirl when the boys walked in. “Sexy!” Steele whistled just before Maddox slapped him upside the head. All three of them looked like body guards. Maddox was in all black. Sleeves rolled to his elbows with three buttons undone. His hair was left with that shaggy look that seemed effortless but probably took longer to do than my hair. Steele had one half of his shirt untucked, while Spencer didn’t even bother buttoning his. Just left it open with his abs on full display.