Maxon And America Novels & Stories

Sure," Felicia answered. Felicia hung up, went out of her room, and rode the elevator to the second floor. She strolled up to Max's study. He was still on the phone, and she could hear his voice from within the partially open door. She heard a few words—something about a government contract failing review and being blocked. The Hawthorne family was involved in more than just business. A few of them were also employed in politics. Brandon, Max's father, was a government official. This meant that Max could obtain the greatest government contracts and typically received firsthand information about new regulations.

Michael chuckled and said with a teasing look, “Don’t get too excited. You are still weak.” “Still,” Xander replied, lifting his spoon and added, “I would rather be weak at home than weak here.” Maxwell laughed softly and muttered, “Fair enough.” Saying this, he checked his wristwatch and sighed. “I actually need to head out soon,” he said. Both Xander and Michael looked at him. “Already?” Xander asked while Maxwell nodded his head and said. “My COO just finalized a deal with another company. We need to meet this morning.”

I clutched at his shirt, kissing him back before I could think, before I could stop. When he finally pulled back, his forehead rested against mine, his breath ragged. “Jon Maxwell wants us in France.” The name alone was enough to freeze me. I blinked. “What?” “He says it’s about Weston International. Some merger deal. But you know him.” Thorne’s mouth twisted into something dark. “It’s never just business.”

I couldn’t tear my eyes from the exotic scenes before me. James turned the corner and drove through the front of a massive building that simply said, MAXWELL in bright, bold letters. Below that, it said Hotel, Resort, and Casino. My jaw nearly dropped. I had thought his mansion and apartment were extravagant enough, but this? This flashy building? Once again, the power, richness, and influence this man yielded overwhelmed me. James was a Maxwell, one of the wealthiest, most influential families in America, maybe the world. My heart skipped a beat at the thought that this very powerful man was my lover.

Then I met one of the caddies here, who invited me to join as a caddie too. At first I refused, but after finding out who the owner was, Maximilian Vale Keagan, someone I was looking for and needed, I actually hoped that I would be hired. Who doesn't know Max? He is one of the strongest Alphas, a tycoon who owns the world's largest motorcycle and car manufacturing business, as well as countless other businesses in Los Angeles. Max is highly respected and is the Alpha with the largest territory. Rumor said that anyone who opposes him, whether human or werewolf, will only end up in darkness. And anyone who begs him and obeys his wishes will be lifted to a brighter place. If they are lucky, the

I say in an annoyed tone, tearing up the piece of paper. “I don't understand why you're overreacting. We can both pretend nothing ever happened if you just sign this . Besides do I seem to care who you are. Like I said before I don't want to know who you are or what you are it's not like your Donald trump”.she whispers. “Well let me tell you, am one of the most famous rich billionaire tycoon who has the largest control and holdings over the shipping, real estate management and hotel companies all around the world and so yes I am that “Max”."I say rapidly