Mxm Meaning Novels & Stories

The executive floor was busy with people moving between offices and conference rooms, everyone looking important and purposeful in their expensive suits. Christopher's assistant smiled when she saw me approaching. Mr. Maximus, are you here to see Mr. Hall? Just wanted to say hello if he's not too busy. He's on a call right now but it should be wrapping up soon, you're welcome to wait. She gestured to the chairs outside his office. I sat down and pulled out my phone, scrolling through messages while I waited, but then I heard Christopher's voice through the door and something in his tone made me stop and actually listen.

“Next time I’ll let Rico and Darius help reward you… if you keep performing this well.” Marcus walked away, leaving Jax bent over the table, cum-soaked and breathing hard, while the block erupted in low cheers and whistles. Rico called out, “Welcome to the harem, new blood.” Jax straightened slowly, his legs still shaky, pleasure still pulsing through his well-fucked hole. The taste of power, submission, and addictive pleasure had only just begun.

he explains to me and my jaw drops. "What is it?" I ask. "An eternity symbol, symbolizing our love is for all eternity, with our initials." he explains. "Well, I wish you would have told me this sooner... so, us having sex...proved we were soulmates?" I reply and Ryker nods his head. "Yes, and it completed our bond so everyone knows you are mine and if you ever disappeared, I would be able to find you easier and our bodies are now more heightened towards each other." he continues explaining.

My assistant, Kiara, greets me with a cheerful smile. "Morning, Spencer! It’s a big day today. The investors are coming soon." I nod, my mind already fast-forwarding to the presentation. "Let’s make sure everything is flawless. I want to impress them!" Kiara agrees, and we dive into finalizing the details. Our collection, named "Eclipse," is truly a work of art—a captivating blend of bold, edgy shapes and graceful, sophisticated touches. As we work, the studio is alive with energy. Designers and assistants move about, all focused on a common goal: showcasing the best of Design Door.

All of this is of course protected by a silver gate sitting between two creme colored brick walls. It takes everything in me to not faint in this very moment. "That one?" "Yeah, unless you don't like it. We can go to a different one." "A different one?" "Right... that's what I just said." He smirks.

“Busy or not, don't ever miss the project practice.” “Have you ever heard of a Morano listening to a no name?” Something dark flashes in his eyes and his jaw ticks making me perk up a little. Fuck, I finally got a reaction off him. So I continue, letting the adrenaline and fear which is unfortunately making me hot push the words out.

Chapter: 11 ****** "You know you could do better than walking behind me all the time." Lord Xrysos's voice broke into Damon's line of thoughts. Damon chanced a glance at his Master and saw Xrysos speaking to one of the Lord of the House Of Sells. Lord Linus.

The crowd buzzed with excitement that felt almost violent in its intensity. Security escorted me to the Fenmore garage, where Anton greeted me with a headset and a wide smile. “Morning. You ready for this?” he asked, sounding far too cheerful for someone about to watch cars race at deadly speeds. “I don’t know what I’m ready for,” I admitted. “The first race is always intense,” he said, handing me ear protection. “You’ll want these. It gets loud enough to cause permanent damage, and we still need you to hear Aldric later.”

asked Merry Smith, taking the small plastic bag into her hands before anyone else saw it. "A new type of drug, TMX. Make her a guinea pig. Then, when her body shows the effects of addiction, she can be used for many things," said Hans Graham. "Eww, you're so mean for her ex-husband?" cried Merry Smith in disbelief. She grinned widely.

“You'll never understand. Your parents are still fucking alive, breathing.” “My mom has stage three cancer, fucking asshole!” “What?” “Stop acting like you're the only one in pain, dammit.” “Liam, I—” “Well, well, well. If it isn't the two good friends.” Jamie clapped his hands, grinning from ear to ear. He tilted his head, crossing his arm over his chest. “I'm wondering if you got the gift already, Ethan.” “Fuck off.” I growled. The picture of Killan kissing Marinette flashed before me, knocking all air from my lungs.