The Confessions Of Max Tivoli Novels & Stories

And then there goes my good girl conscience, which had disappeared suddenly, mocking and taunting me. ‘oh poppy! What a life you’re living…. You left your husband in another country and followed your fucking affair partners on a vacation trip, will you ever change your slutty character…. You shouldn’t fall for your husband's friends, knowing David set you up, girl, you were supposed to stand your ground and not fucking spread your legs for…. Come….’ ‘Shut the fuck up, bitch’ I whispered in my head, shutting out the thought and giving Troy a seductive smile. At that moment, I wasn’t going to allow one thought to ruin my vacation with the boys.

he asked. My breath came uneven, my thoughts tangled and rushing over each other as I tried to explain. “We found something,” I said, shaking my head, struggling to make it coherent. “At the facility… Max got his records… there were things in it, things he didn’t want anyone to know. And right after that... right after we got it... our car crashed. It’s not a coincidence, Theo. It can’t be.” Theo’s expression hardened slowly as he listened.

"Mr. Malone, we have two interns who refuse to learn and even tried to steal someone else's work." My dad picked up the proposal and looked it over. "This is an excellent proposal." Rachel beamed. "Thank you, Mr. Malone. I still have a lot to learn." My dad cut her off. "Where are the two people accused of plagiarism?" Every eye turned to me. I took Thea's hand and walked over to my dad. "Dad." The second the word left my mouth, all the color drained from Rachel's face. "Dad...?" Luther turned bright red, his hands shaking.

“That’s funny you think that. Bella would never tell anything on you. Pretty she would go to her grave defending you.” “Honey” she pays my hands. “We don’t mean to laugh but Bella loves you. It was your little friend Tyler that followed you around that told us everything. Even when we didn’t ask he just had a big mouth son.” If my jaw could hit the floor I’m sure it be setting down on the patio concrete right now. “Are you kidding me?!” I jump up rubbing my hands through my hair as I process what I just learned. “Shit shit shit. I have royally screwed up.”

“No. I didn’t.” “Khalid roughed you up, to provide the cover for your new life in South Africa. Am I right? In case you’re questioned then your sob story stands up. Are you Khalid’s little fling on the side?” Max used a girly voice as he air quoted sarcastically, “‘How is he? I love him. I miss him. If they get their way, plans will be destroyed.’”

Hearing that, Maximo said arrogantly, "Not only do I want your ears and pussy to be full of me, I want your heart to be full of me too! This is what I want!" I paused for some time and bit my lips. I did not say anything. "Why did you not say anything, say something for me to listen." He demanded, his tone is full of annoyance. "I don't know what to say." "Whatever, I just want to hear your voice!" Maximo said. These words were extremely domineering across the ocean and reached my ears. I just want to hear your voice. Is he confessing again? Every time Maximo confessed, he would do it so arrogantly that others would not feel any sincerity.

No one knew where she went. Internally, I was shocked by Max's despicable actions, far worse than anything I had imagined. He was a completely different person from the bright, optimistic boy I once knew. It was as if he had become a stranger, someone utterly repugnant. I sneered, "Have you confessed all of this to the police?" "Yes, I have. But what difference does it make? My crimes have already been determined. Talking more won't change anything," Max boasted, defiantly looking at me. "I orchestrated the death of your parents. What can you do about it?"

Tim said with a bow, his gaze stuck on tiled floor. Max didn't seem to register his words, it was more like he was missing something he couldn't properly place his hands. My heart relaxed at the realization that the truth haven't been discovered yet, my heart felt light and I released a long breath obliviously drawing Max's attention to myself. " You seem very content Vivian." He narrowed his eyes at me, his voice lacing with a slight sizzle of unsatisgacton. "Huh? What are you talking about Max? Content about what exactly?" I asked with a hinge of cackle in my tone and he caught it, his eyes flickering with a suppressed anger.

Panic filled Ella’s eyes. The color drained from her face as she stammered, “I thought confessing meant I’d be forgiven. Why… Why won’t you let me go?” “Because betrayal deserves nothing less than hell.” Max raised his bloodied hand and signaled for the men to drag her away. Ella’s wails echoed down the hall. “No! Why? You were the ones who chose to do everything I asked! This isn’t fair!” Max ignored her cries. After wrapping his hand in a quick bandage, he and Leo boarded the helicopter bound for Italy.

To see me broken after being played by him. “When the fuck did I fuck someone else? Don't slander me, Arra!” he nearly roared out in frustration. “I saw you!” I snapped at him. “Lina let me watch you and…” I took a deep breath and looked down, not believing myself to look into his dark eyes for fear of crying. “I watched you betraying me, Max… You betrayed me…” No matter how I tried to calm myself down, my trembling voice sold me out. “When do I have the time to betray you with a pretentious slut?” Max sounded really confused. He didn't seem to know what I was talking about. He didn't even say Abigail’s name.