Project Mc2 Maddy Novels & Stories

Madison blushed and stood up from her seat far away from mine and brought the laptop closer. She placed it before me and I turned it around admiring it. It was Maddie's favorite color, light purple. It was a M3 Max MacBookPro. “Hell! This costs $7,000 Maddie. How did you get it?" I was surprised. Maddie blushed and sat in front of me. I thought it was from a secret admirer so I winked at her and asked her who it was from. Maddie was hesitant but she finally spilled. “Mr Damien got it for me. He had one of his driver's get it delivered yesterday".

I had momentarily forgotten about the failure of the war against Draven and his foolish pack. My Adam's apple bobbed up and down as I swallowed hard. Today she'll have to do more work, pleasuring me, and I'm going to take things slow for a while. "Zac?" I heard Maddy's sweet, melodious voice call to me and opened my eyes to see her standing there in casual wear. Wait, why casual wear? Maddy's POV I had been told by Reuben that Zac had wanted to see me, and with that, he said I could tell Zac wanted to have sex with me. Which only meant that he had succeeded in this war so quickly. Oh no.

The MC was always looking for new businesses to invest in. Caiden had a meeting scheduled with one of the other owners and hoped to buy him out. Macie was not happy about that, but after a long night of hot sex, she gave in. They welcomed their son Caiden James into the club a few months later. He was a healthy 8lb and 7oz baby boy, and the whole MC showed up to see the 4th generation of the Hell’s Warriors. As James had feared, Scar and Kenzie were a force to be reckoned with in the clubhouse. It was a true tag team effort. However, the one good thing that came out of it was none of the bunnies seemed to hang around long.

head down his beard, and she giggled to herself, “can I ask you something Mack?” she hummed, and the wolf squeezed her fingers, “anything you want to know baby I will tell you, just promise I get a smile out the deal,” Mj glanced up at the swamp wolf and nodded as she grinned, “does the stripe show up when you shift too?” she asked, and the two wolves stopped dead in their tracks. Marco turned Mj to face his brother, and Mack smiled down at her. His bushy black beard parted slightly in the middle to reveal his full set of pearly whites. Mj tried not to look the more confident twin in the eye, but Marco’s warm hands caressed the back and side of her neck, causing Mj to jerk her skull and cat

Less polished than Madison the Personal Assistant, less carefully controlled than Madison the Project Manager. Just Madison.

ADRIAN "Oh!" The sales lady said suddenly, turning around to face us. "I have something for you gentlemen." I stood still, staring between the cart full of sex toys, and the sales lady who seemed to be overly too happy to introduce us to another sex toy. I didn't understand, just how many more toys did she intended to make Marcelo buy? "Does it work okay?" Marcelo asked, his grip tightening around the cart. For some reason he seemed nervous about this.

he replied, already starting the engine. As we drove, I leaned my head back against the seat, letting my eyes close for a moment. The high was still there, my senses were still sharp, buzzing, and I still felt so much alive under my skin. Everything felt clearer, faster, and more possible. I wished the cocaine in my system at that moment didn’t ever wear off. ‘This is like 5 kilometers away from your home, boss.’ ‘That’s right.’ ‘We’re there now.’ Williams informed.

"Working? You’re watching the Clarke Empire vanish into a goddamn black hole! The Human Supremacist prick—whoever is behind this—they’re coordinated. It’s a fucking slaughter out there." "Then leave." Madison reached for the zipper of her dress. She pulled it down, the silk sliding over her shoulders and pooling at her feet. She stood in nothing but black lace lingerie, the thin straps cutting into her pale skin. "You’re vibrating at a frequency that’s annoying my servers. Get out, JJ." "You... you’re losing it. You’re actually losing it." The door hissed shut behind him. Madison exhaled, a sharp, ragged sound. She stepped toward the private terminal, her bare feet silent on the cold stone.

"Right. Don't let him know the algorithm's real value, or he'll demand more." I stood outside the door, my chest tightening. History was repeating itself. My hard work was once again at risk of being stolen. Back in my office, I quietly tried to collect my thoughts, unsure of what to do next. Just then, my phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. "Rex, I'm Zac Zimmerman, founder of the venture firm MoonShot. I'd like to invite you for coffee." I hesitated for a moment, then finally agreed.

Damon: Leaving Adrian's home, I appeared in my room. It was empty. A quick check of the time from the wristwatch on my wrist told me it was 2 a.m. The light chatters of voices sailing into my ears told me there were still people around. Paying attention to them, I realized it was Quinn, Rhea, Tammy, and Stella. Heaving out a sigh of relief, I quickly kept the gun in the drawer of my nightstand and changed into my Pajama pants before strolling out of the room to the living room. They were all seated, chatting away.