Maxon And America Novels & Stories

‘This calls for a celebration,’ Max announced as enthusiastically as he could muster while he opened a bottle of champagne. ‘It does, but where did that come from?’ Clara asked. ‘I brought a few bottles. I knew you'd want to celebrate this good news,’ Jeremy replied. -=- The week before the installation, Max had to accompany Clara on a business trip. They’ll be in New York for the next three days to pitch their product to the owner of one of the largest construction companies in Manhattan called Budova. The name alone sounded ominous to Max. He did not tell his sister that he felt the same about it. Like there was something in the air warning him of the impending doom. He was probably projec

The man said. “Yeah. We are here to make peace and hope to do business with you. We have no connection here in Atlanta and we think it might be both to our advantage if we can work together.” Max said and the man looked at Marley, he nodded at him like a sign of approval. He looked at his other men too and they also nodded then he turned back to Axel and Max. “Well, that wouldn't be a problem but according to the stories we have heard about you, you took over the Russian bases that we had in New York.” The man said.

“Uncle Maxwell, I've been reviewing the recent contracts we've signed. Can you explain the rationale behind the partnership with Michael Carlson Enterprises? Their track record seems a bit questionable." Maxwell cleared his throat, looking slightly uncomfortable, "Ah, Michael Carlson Enterprises, yes. Well, you see Scarlett, they are an up-and-coming company in the industry. Their CEO, Michael Carlson, is an old friend of mine from college. I thought it would be a good opportunity to collaborate, you know, strengthen our ties with promising newcomers."

"Besides, don't you have to work or something?." Maxwell had other jobs, from what Breanna could gather, his family was rich and they had a big construction company. He claimed to have more on his plate these year because the company was partnering with an NGO in Africa to build shelters and schools for displaced people and children with psychological deformities. So aside from lecturing at Charleston, he was an undercover CEO, as she liked to say. "Not till one in the afternoon." He countered. "Still." "You're not touching anything, if I have to carry you back to bed, I will." He said with a straight face.

You can't do such a loss-making business. Max raised his lips, which was the only thing he could do for Penelope. Amy got up early in the morning. When she was exercising in the yard, Steward Tong called her to the Wills Waltson yard for breakfast. At the dinner table, Wills Waltson looked at Amy and said, "Recently, Max is in the United States. Is there anyone you are dating?" At this, Amy coughed twice in shock and looked at Wills Waltson. Wills Waltson frowned: "I'm not a three-year-old child. I don't know how to eat carefully."

A prestigious biotech company did not sound bad until she looked at the name of the company's CEO. Lucas Maxwell!

he pleaded quietly. "Let's talk outside," I said and he nodded. The bodyguard assigned to watch me followed us behind and I shot him a glare. "Go back inside," Max said coldly. "But, boss gave his order," he argued. "He is not here so go back. It's not like I'm running away with her," Max snapped. The guy went back and we stepped outside. There were more guards outside the house and it was more like Alex was now stronger. I raised a curious brow, and Max noticed I was confused. "Boss is now the mafia leader of America and Mexico. He is the head of both countries," he explained.

If her father doesn't want his daughter to face the law, then he will face Ryan's full fury. “Announce that the Times is ending its partnership with Maxsan. Maxsan has a large bank loan coming due soon; their last two projects are losing money, and they lack the working capital to repay the bank,” he says coldly into the phone.

He knew that it would be dangerous for him to take any longer time over there. Right now, Aramis looked like a mountain that would erupt at any moment. *** Meanwhile, at MAC Capital Management. "I'm sure they got fire in their pants now." Maximilian Myers handed Alex a glass of whiskey. He was a handsome man with blonde hair and bright blue eyes. With Alex and Caleb Adams, Max was one of the three founders of MAC. "So, Alex. I don't think I need to question your plan, do I? Even though I'm quite doubtful about the funds, you're asking for this bid. Is Airland worth that much?"

Alpha Maximus nods and smiles, 'I'll speak with the Beta now, and then we will go home,' he says and walks away. The drive home felt quick as my father told me many stories about him and my mother. He was upset when I told him what I had gone through before I met Alpha Maximus. I reassured him none of it was my mother's fault, nor his, and all that matters now is that I’m now safe and happy with my fated soulmate Alpha Maximus.