Novel & Cerita Mc To The Max

I groan as we approach her group of friends. ****** Max I watch as these traitors, who I used to call my friends, all suck up to Hunter as he buys them endless rounds of drinks. I take a shot of vodka on my 8th or maybe 9th. I don’t remember I stopped counting after 5. I’m annoyed as I look over to Ezra whispering something to Scott, who grabs Hunter in some form of bear hug. All I wanted was a night out with my friends after another sexless week. Instead, I run into the cause of all my problems.

I say. "Yeah sure, let's drop your car at your place and then order an Uber." 30 minutes later we were at the retro club, we took a couple of selfies and pictures for Instagram before getting back to dancing. I haven't hung out alone with Michael for a while and I had almost forgotten how fun he was, he always cheers me up keeping my thoughts away from my absent parents. We stay out late before finally going back to my place, Micheal stays over also keeping me company in this huge house which I am all alone.

On the day I started the job, the offer letter in my hand told a different story than the one I'd been promised. A million dollars a year had turned into three thousand dollars a month, printed in black and white. I looked up. "This isn't what we agreed on." The HR rep just smiled. "Ease into it first. We'll talk about a raise once you're off probation." I picked up the pen and signed. On the day of the signing ceremony, Mr. Pyatt was riding high. He turned to his assistant. "Has the money from the co-investment funds cleared yet?" I slid the offer letter, the one with "$3,000 a month" printed on it, gently across the table until it sat in the middle. "Mr. Pyatt, that $970,000 you save

The night before the recreational activity on the mountaintop, Kevin took the time to conduct a briefing with his messengers to make sure that their plan was really ready to be implemented. "Excuse me for asking. Can we know what kind of signal is appropriate and safe to give you, since you are basically traveling with your mother-in-law and your wife? We're afraid of giving the wrong signal and making Madam Angelina suspicious of our plan," said one of Kevin's subordinate.

I said, my voice barely above a whisper, the weight of the moment pressing down on me as I awaited his response. "You may raise Mika," Max said, his voice deep and resonant, breaking the silence that lingered in the air between us. I felt discomfort as I tried to avert my gaze, but an invisible force seemed to draw me closer to him. His presence was overwhelming, imbued with a potent mix of authority and an irresistible scent that lingered around him like a warm embrace. Despite the unease twisting in my stomach, I could not look away from his piercing eyes, which glimmered with an intensity that excited and frightened me.

“Why is Gaby carrying a weapon?” Max looked at his own drawing. “That’s sunscreen.” Gabriella opened the back door. “I accept that interpretation. Sunscreen is absolutely a weapon against parents who forget to check the UV index.” “I had a two-hour meeting, not amnesia,” I said. Max climbed into his car seat with heavy breathing, as if he were undertaking a mountain expedition. “I learned the letter M.” “Good.” “M for Max.” “Correct.” “M for Mami.” “Also correct.”

Trying to silently let him know his grandfather doesn't bother me. Max understands the dynamic here and quickly sets his case on the table, covering all of the stupid documents from the other lawyer. If that wasn’t enough, Max is built like Reece. Huge at over 6 feet tall and a wide toned frame that his suit did little to hide. He just had to look at the meager little man standing, terrified, next to Mr. Raines, to stop him from opening his mouth. He pulled out the paperwork from last night.

“Aiding a murderer, larceny, fraud, conspiracy to commit murder.” My mouth falls open. “That will not get you less than twenty-five years in Tennessee maximum prison and your diabetic father and old mother will have to fly out to Alabama to come and visit you.” My chest tightens with every word he says a cord wrapped around my throat. What! No, mum, dad they will be so disappointed. I disappointed them, the chief. I promised him. “You will never practice medicine again,” he says his face inches away from mine. “You will never get inside an operating room ever in your life again so I hope you enjoyed your internship and residency cause that is all the medicine you will ever practice in your l

Mica POV I crawled out of the bed....I pulled off my nightie and tied a towel around my waist I was about entering the bathroom when my phone awoked with a call I checked the caller to see that it James I hissed loudly throwing the phone on the bed That b@stard He's nothing but a double crossing motherfuvker I had a nice hot shower...I thought about Max as the warm water rained on me I bet he never wants to see my face again

Max always knew that both of them had treated him like he was their oldest child even though he was only a few years younger than both of them. “you seem pretty relaxed today.” Mack said somewhat surprised. Max knew that he had the reputation of always being wound a little tight. However there was absolutely nothing in him today that could even remotely resemble that. The night before had just been absolutely too perfect and he could still believe that the relaxation that were still in his muscles from the release that he had found was there. He knew that it was also affecting the way that he saw everything because he was just in a better mood than he'd been in in years,