Novel & Cerita Max X David Lemon

had mostly meant just one thing. "Yes... yes... yes... Don't stop! God, you're amazing! I love this! Keep going... keep going..." "Liam, I'm giving you a massage, not screwing you!" Maxine laughed. "You couldn't even if you tried. After going through Leon's training, doing anything to me would be necrophilia," Liam joked. Maxine finished the massage and lay down beside him. "You're doing amazing, you know that, right? I'm really proud of you."

an Elder stood up abruptly from his seat and slammed his fist on the table in front of him. Judging from his anger and appearance, who looked similar to David, that Elder must be David’s father. He turned toward Max and accused, “Alpha Maximillian, are you going to let your Luna take charge of your company’s affair? This is beyond her rights!” Max sneered and said to David’s father, “It seems you are getting too old now and can’t think clearly.” “How dare you!” David’s father slammed his fist against the table again, and his body began trembling because of his anger. “I am an Elder of the pack!”

“Well, I don’t have to tell you how amazing this city is, Liam. You live here.” Yes, he loved New York, too, but for different reasons. As far as he remembered, he never, in his life, got all excited about fresh fruits, vegetables, or artisanal cheese. Going to the market was not something a future vice president might do. “I may be laughing at you just a little bit, but I’m not complaining. So, Chef Davenport, what’s on the menu?” “Well, let’s start with you calling me Max.” Liam nodded and waited patiently for Maxima’s explanation.

Damian nodded slowly. “I hear you.” Max leaned back, smirk returning. “But tonight, we’re not doing detective work. We’re celebrating forty million freaking dollars. And bro, I refuse to let Selene ruin my whiskey.” Damian laughed harder this time real, relieving. “You’re insane.” “No, I’m loyal,” Max corrected. “Now drink your drink before it evaporates.” Damian lifted his glass. “To forty million.” Max clinked his glass against his again. “And to clarity whichever direction it comes from.”

Every gift he'd brought suddenly seemed pathetically inadequate against the weight of his absence. "I bet he doesn't even know our birthdays," Leo stage-whispered to James. "Quick, what's my favorite color?" "Blue," Max said quietly. "Wrong!" Leo crowed triumphantly. "It's green. See? You don't know anything about us!" James twisted another LEGO piece with savage satisfaction. "Probably has an assistant who reminded him to show up today. Bet she picked out all these presents too." "Did your secretary wrap them?" Sam inquired with poisonous politeness. "The corners are very precise. Very professional."

It was very visible that that wasn't a topic he was willing to have, not now or ever, but Elle, being a little on the dumb side, didn't read the signs. “Oh I know. Her father is the lead rogue that caused the massacre so many years ago, right?” Just then, Damien sensed Ariel's presence in the room, and immediately their eyes clashed. Ariel wished with all fibre in her body that she could turn back the hands of time, to stop herself from entering the room. She sensed the anger in him, and knew for sure that she was in for a very rough night.

"Please don't do that. You don't have it." It hurts when a gay man, commenting on my underdeveloped boobs. "Shut up, and tell me, where is he?" "He is in the boardroom. His name is Darius Delucia, and one of the handsome men," Max moaned. Ugh, that was not the time to think him without cloths, Max. "Max, focus." "Yeah, yeah. He’s very good at his work. I saw his social media and website. he is fucking awesome."

I should do better, I should master my posture and my breathing skills more. David flicks my forehead with his fingers, “What are you frowning about?” “Nothing,” I rub the spot, glaring at David, “How could you do that?” “Thinking about Leo? How did he react when your father was there to pick you up? Gosh, I would have loved to see his angry face. It will be my joy,” David thinks, making a funny face. “I don’t understand, Leo and Mason are not married or anything. What is there to react? They were just living together,” Mikko doesn’t understand what David is so excited about.

"You actually got him fired from his job. You did all of this before eight o'clock in the morning." "I did," Maximilian confirmed simply. He did not boast about his massive wealth or his corporate power. He looked directly into my eyes with complete sincerity. "David is a cruel man who emotionally manipulated you and verbally abused you. He does not deserve to hold a prestigious corporate job while you suffer. I wanted to remove his financial power so he cannot use his money or his position to threaten you ever again."

“You have to get something. It’s the rules.” “What rules?” Adrian asked, looking genuinely baffled. “The fun rules,” Max said, as if it were obvious. Adrian sighed. “Fine. I’ll have...vanilla.” Max groaned dramatically. “Vanilla is boring. You should get something cool, like bubblegum.” “I’ll stick with vanilla,” Adrian said firmly. Max turned to me, exasperated. “He’s hopeless.” “I know,” I said with a grin. ---