Pietro Maximoff X Reader Novels & Stories

Albert Alistano Age 28 Sweet , loving , caring , handsome guy The boyfriend of Sriste parkar Los Angeles Romano Group & industries is top in full los angeles.The one and only CEO is River Romano ... age 29..still single ... River's pov "U all are useless..don't show your face again ..i hate those people who don't know how to do hard work. Alex just fire them" i said clenching my teeth...all know i am a ruthless angry man..who cares...i just want to be who i am...

Malik said as he ruffled Peter's hair " I will let it slide this time, don't call me baby again." " Fine man, we have a scary minion in this house." " Yeah, I know." Marco said as he broke the hug " You liked Carson, Pete?" Malik asked " He is like a robot." Peter said, glaring at Malik " That's why I like him the most." " I didn't like him." " Sounds like your problem." Marco chuckled " I hate you too." " And huh! The hate card again." Malik snickered

“I hope you're not thinking about killing him, Damien.” “As much as I want to kill that bastard, I'm not stupid enough to do it,” I said. “He has the Russian Bratva backing him. If anything happens to him, we'll be calling a war down on ourselves, considering he's the middleman between us and the Russians.” Primo nodded, then he pulled out a file and handed it to me. I immediately placed my cigarillo and opened the folder. “What you asked me to research, I did,” he said.

But Max didn't seem to care and kept talking to them as if touching me was normal for him. Day after day I live full of stress when I'm next to Max, the only person I can talk to while living under the same roof with Max and his subordinates, is Pierre Rotti. He's Driver Max; he's like a close friend to me. Because we are the same age, I can talk comfortably with him. Pierre was thinner than me and shorter. He has blonde hair and green eyes. Pierre told me that he and the rest of Mac's subordinates already knew about Max's treatment of people he found attractive. Pierre is the same as me. He comes from the street. Pierre runs away from an orphanage that provides him with shelter and food due

I didn’t pay much attention to Max who was still draining the blood out of the stupid men outside. “Liam, we have to return to the packhouse. Bring Piper’s body along. She deserved a befitting burial," I said to him before making my way out of Piper’s house. I got to the car, and Max immediately joined me. He had tortured the men so much that I doubt they would be able to heal even in a month's time. My Beta can be brutal and I loved it about him. Max and I waited a few more minutes before Liam finally showed up. In his arms was Piper’s dangling body. Her blood embraced his shirt like a vice. The anger in his eyes burned even more. They would destroy anyone involved in this when the person w

“I’m okay with dragging you down the aisle while you scream your lungs out, if that’s what it’s going to take. In fact, I might just prefer it.” “You want to humiliate me,” I stated. “No, I want to break you.” My heart wanted to explode, and my lips started trembling. “He is a cancer in the community, so much so that if the world is facing an apocalypse, we’d have to pray he isn’t one of the people to help us. Because I wouldn’t advise anyone to accept his help, even in such a dire situation.” Pietro quoted a paragraph from the journal I wrote. “You wrote this about me without even meeting me in person.” He whispered in my ear. “You have my full attention now, Tesorina.” He added.

"It's not a dream, Max. Everything is real. I... Fuck, touch... Why don't you... You're so dead. Emilia will kill you both" *****************************************

“Good. You’re aware. And I’m sure you’ve heard how easy it is for me to tear a man from limb to limb.” Alessandro peeled off his wet jacket and adjusted the sleeves of the dampened shirt underneath, which revealed a fine outline of his muscles. “Frank Maximus, do you love your life?” asked Alessandro. “Yes,” replied his shaky voice. “I love Carrie.”

He pulled his face from the crook of her neck and lustily had his eyes staring at Skyla's chest as he went on unbuttoning her shirt. Before he would rip off her uniform, his phone started ringing. Matt stomped hard and irked, "Arghh! Who is it?!" He released Skyla's body and his hands dug inside his pants pocket to take out his phone. His vexed expression switched like that of a chameleon when he saw the caller. It was Max, the future Alpha.

Camila’s POV Maximo’s cold eyes locked onto Daniil, and there was something almost predatory in the way he studied him. “So, this is how far you’ve fallen, my son,” he said, his voice like ice cutting through the tension. “You’ve allied yourself with the likes of Sasha, the Petrovichs. And now, I hear you’re in bed with my enemy.”