Novel & Cerita Max X Charles

Slave I slowly step out from behind Nathan. My cheeks are still rosy-red from seeing Alpha Maximus’s large appendage. I keep eye contact as I slowly walk toward him and gently place my hand in his. There is an instant feeling of love and bliss between us. He rubs his thumb across the back of my hand, sending sparks igniting. Alpha Maximus smiles at me with his gentle brown eyes. My heart flutters and a sense of happiness fills my soul. I know right then that I can trust him and that I’m now his to cherish.

It was a good thing that Wynter came back to LUST DAWN this morning, and at least someone will control him on his missions. “Hey, Dom.” Wynter snapped, stealing Charles’ attention. “Wyn… Need anything?” he asked in a low voice. His best friend stared at him for a second. “You look like sh*t.” Charles couldn't help but chuckle. Of course, he knows that. He didn't bother fixing his hair, and each time he finishes their mission he would just drown himself in alcohol. He didn't even shave his growing beard. He doesn't give a hell about his appearance.

They were punishing Maxwell Barlow, the only ray of sunshine in my life. Max tried to fight them off, he tried to save me but he was outnumbered. Charles could do nothing either. A seven-foot-tall man hit Max on his head when he started protesting Xander Benson's decision and Max had fallen to the floor. My sweet Max! It crushed my heart to see him in such a terrible situation. I cried and cried but the strong hands holding me back didn't let me go. They didn't even let me cradle his head in my lap and check his wound. I didn't even know if he was alive. I hoped to God that he was alive. I could not imagine a world without Maxwell Barlow. He was the only man who really cared about me, who ca

I couldn’t shake the memory of Regina’s face last night at the showcase, that moment when she realized what was happening, when her humiliation was broadcast in front of hundreds. And I hadn’t been able to stop it. By noon, I was in my office, though I hadn’t done much work. My tie hung loose around my neck, my head still fogged from lack of sleep. I’d tried to drown myself in contracts and numbers, but the words blurred. That’s when Charles walked in. “Maxwell,” he greeted, stepping into my office like he owned it. My private investigator never did bother with pleasantries. He was older, broad-shouldered, dressed like a man who spent more time in shadows than in daylight.

She closed her eyes, relishing in the taste as it hit her stomach. “Guessing that hit the spot?” Aubrey giggled, her dark curls danced around her head. “You have no idea,” Cara replied with a smile, it was her new found ecstasy, besides Archer’s intense love making. A knock at the door interrupted them, Max Charleston appeared in the doorway, holding coffees. His dark suit was covered by a lab coat, his tie neatly tucked into his shirt. His hair was slicked back as usual and the overpowering smell of lynx aftershave wafted around him causing a sickly sensation in Cara's stomach.

Max directed this statement to Charles, as he came down from the counter where he was sitted. And Charles gave me a look that said so many things, before he snapped his head at Max and gave him a firm nod. “So where do you want to go?” I asked after a minute or two of silence. I was so worried for Charles. He was the guy who had genuine feelings for me. The one who would treat me right if I give him a chance. But it was sad that I couldn't reciprocate his feelings. My heart belonged to another completely, and it was Alex.

He picked up the reins, about to turn, when Max muttered, almost under his breath but loud enough, “Sometimes people have what isn’t theirs.” Charles raised an eyebrow. “Then why don’t you take it?” Max went still, anger boiling deep inside him, but he said nothing. Charles mounted his horse. “Use the left trail back to the house. It’s shorter. You wouldn’t want to lose more.” With that, he nudged the horse forward and rode off in a burst of speed, leaving Max standing there, watching him with his face twisted in annoyance. Max yanked off his hat and threw it to the ground, kicking at the dirt with his boot.

Max smiled and said, “My car can fit four more people inside. Mrs. Lewis can sit in my car, Stephanie too, and two more people.” Then, he turned his gaze toward Charlie and asked with a coy smile, “Charlie, do you want to ride in my car with your wife? I can take you there. Your wife is so pretty, she should sit comfortably in a Merc or BMW, you can’t take her for a bus ride!” Charlie smiled faintly. “Thanks but no thanks, we drove here.” “Oh, really?” Max asked in an exaggerated expression, “Aren’t you a househusband? How could you afford a car? What car is it? An Alto or Charade?”

If he didn't, then who did, and I don't think he's lying about it, he looked too surprised when he saw Jasper in the room. "Big brother you should really control your anger, its not right to start a fight at a time like this, please, remember who you are." Dave pleaded. Charles stood up, rushing towards the other Alpha's while his brother's held him back. Still he kept beating them up one after the other. "I remember who I am. Certainly. I am Charles Maxwell, the Alpha of The Blue Moon Pack, these people are savages." He lashed out. This really angered the others, one of them suddenly got up and charged towards Charles. "Watch your tongue boy."

Charles was definitely hotter and sexier. "Definitely not!" I blushed. "Who are they?" She asked. "Apparently Charles has a brother named Axel, whom he despises so much and a best friend named Zac." I said and she gasped. "Charles has a brother? Older or younger?" "Older." I replied. "Ehhhh. Is he sexy?" She asked. "Back off girl, even Charles doesn't want me talking to him but yes, he is kind of sexy." I responded.