MEREDITH'S POV Over the past two days, I neither saw nor spoke to Max. My eyes had been swollen non-stop since I couldn't stop crying. How could he say those disgusting things to me? I sniffled while pulling the duvet up to my neck and snuggling in the bed. I was moments from passing out again when the door shoved inwards and the nosy Miss Dunbar came waltzing in. The first thing she did was to pull the curtains open and letting the bright morning light filter in. "It's a beautiful day, Meredith," she said in a cheery voice. She laid a tray with a bowl of soup on it on the table in the corner. "Drink up. You haven't left this bed in two days," she sighed. "Thanks for your concern, but I'm not hungry." Just then, my gut revealed itself with a horrible rumble. I struggled to find the right description for the god awful sound. "You have to eat. The master commanded me to make sure you eat something today. He said I should tell you he's coming back at 3, and he wants to take y
MAXIMILIAN'S POV"Where is she?" I yelled. It was almost 4pm and Meredith was not at the house. I should fire the guards, I told myself. I gave them strict instructions not to let her leave without my permission. Miss Dunbar had her usual unsettling smile plastered across her face while she watched me. “Did she say where she was going?” I asked the woman who was also getting on my last nerves. There was something very fishy about her. I made a mental note to ask my driver, U-Roy about her. It was he who recommended her to me. "She said she was going out to run an errand, Master Max. It has been almost seven hours, and she's still not back yet.""Thank you for the info. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to make a call."Miss Dunbar bowed and excused herself to another room. My fingers almost broke my phone as I typed the passcode to open it. I launched the phone app and dialled Meredith's number. I placed the phone at my ear and listened to the ringing on the other end of the line.
MEREDITH'S POVMax's personality was giving me a damn whiplash. One minute he was hot, the next minute he was cold like that Katy Perry song. He had been so brooding and frigid with me lately, only to show me that gentle and sweet side in the car. The side I made love to and fell for that night in Vegas. I rolled my eyes as I picked up the lingerie that was hung on a rack. I was tired and hungry. We'd been to every expensive store on the boulevard. Max must have spent a million dollars getting me a completely new wardrobe. Plus, I wasn't complaining about the jewellery, handbags, and shoes. But this was preposterous if he thought I would ever wear this thing in my hands. "What the hell is this?" I asked, lifting the outfit to my face so I could scrutinize it some more. Could this really be called an outfit, though? "That's one of the pieces Mr. McTavish chose for you ma'am," the assistant stated. I mean, I loved the dresses he selected for me, along with the skirt suits, pants, top
MAXIMILIAN'S POVI spent a lot of time choosing the right outfits for Meredith. She'd be accompanying to many outings, so being on my arms she would have to look the part of my girlfriend, plus she'll also have to represent me even when I wasn't around. She proved to be more cooperative than I expected. She didn't complain not once since our conversation in the limo. Unlike Kimmy, who whenever I would take her shopping, she would demand something custom-made, or would ensure she was the first to purchase an outfit. Looking back on our time together I was really seeing how conceited and shallow she was. Meredith was more down to earth, and didn't mind wearing something from a thrift store. I liked that about her, but that didn't mean I would let her look like anything less than a billionaire's girl. Something intrigued me during our shopping spree though. I saw the awed look on her face when we were jewellery shopping. She seemed to be more focused and vocal about the necklaces and
MEREDITH'S POVI couldn't breathe because Max was right behind me; his body pressed tightly on mine and there was absolutely no mistaking his rock-hard erection squeezed up against my ass. He really didn't like me telling him no, but if this were the reaction I would get whenever I turned him down, then I think 'no' was now my favourite word. "What do you mean no?" He snapped. "I'm not fucking with you this time, Meredith. I said turn around so I can look at you." He sank more of his weight against me and I yelped in surprise. How could one man have so much length and girth? I was pushing back into him without realizing it when I heard him groan from behind me. "If you keep wiggling your ass like that, we are going to have a very different conversation."I knew what he was referring to. I also knew he completely understood I wasn't even remotely close to being ready for a serious discussion about that topic, much less to take part in that event. I knew he was bluffing. "Fuck, you ha
MEREDITH'S POVMy eyes widened, and my heart galloped inside my rib cage. "No!" I yelped. "Please Max, give it to me now. I can't take it anymore." I didn't care if I'd regret my words later, for now, I wanted Max to plough inside my pussy. He sunk it into me. "Oh, yesssssss!""Will you disobey me again?" he asked me, pausing his movements. "No Max. I won't disobey you again," I answered. "Now fuck me!" I slapped him across his face, surprising not only him but me."You're a kinky little Minx, aren't you?"He chuckled while he drove his fat cock back in and out of me, creating a sexy rhythm. "Oh, you feel so good," he mewled. "That feels soooo good," I cried aloud. I squeezed my pussy muscles around his penis. "Fuck yes, Meredith," he groaned deeply and pushed forward almost all the way into me.I gasped loudly, his movement was forceful, but I could tell he was still being very careful not to go too fast until he was sure I deserved to come. I liked this game because something t
MEREDITH'S POVIt was some minutes after 5 in the morning and the throbbing between my legs woke me up. I was sore, but the pain was worth it. Max was really a stallion in the sack. I stretched my limbs and then checked my phone for any missed calls. "That's strange," I muttered to myself. I probably left around a hundred missed calls, voice notes, and text messages on Brenda's phone last night. Now I woke up, and I was still left on unread. I got no callbacks or texts answering any of my messages. "That's it," I said in a worrying tone. I propped myself up in bed and called her number. Two rings and she answered. "Hello," she spoke in a whisper. “Thank goodness. I have been trying to reach you since last night. Are you alright?”"Yes, I am," she whispered. I asked, “Why are you whispering?” and then it dawned on me. "Paxton spent the night!" I yelped."Shh," she hushed me. I heard her stumbling, likely attempting to leave the bedroom so she could speak more openly. "Am I right?
MAXIMILIAN'S POVI delicately maneuvered the razor over my stubbly face. I had to make myself look presentable, knowing my mother didn't like when I wore a shadow beard. I took a deep breath, shook the excessive shaving cream from the blade, and then asked Paxton to repeat himself. "Married? I don't think I heard you right," I adjusted the EarPod in my ear. "Brenda and I got married last night, and I'm hoping I have your blessings."He definitely had my support, but did he really believe Brenda was the right girl for him? Yes, she was the first and only woman to turn him down, but that didn't mean he had to take on the challenge of closing such a substantial deal by marrying her. "Are you happy?" I asked him. With enthusiasm, he declared, “I have never been this happy in my life.”My heart softened. I was just relieved to know that this wasn’t a whim and that my best friend was contented and happy. "That's what I like to hear. Then of course you have my blessings," I told him. "G
MAXIMILIAN'S POV"Oh Max," Meredith whispered as she arched her back and rode me like she was a jockey and I was her stallion. My toes curled, while I tried my best not to explode too soon. Her sweet little pussy was squeezing the life out of my cock. She must have been born to ride dick because she was doing it like a fucking pro. "Meredith!" I moaned. "I don't want you to stop. Keep going," I begged her. I watched her through hooded eyes as she played with her nipples while she bit down on her lips. She rocked back and forth on my shaft like she was a rider at the rodeo. I was flabbergasted when she pulled me up into a sitting position, circling her hands around my neck. She slowed down, changing the tempo. Now she rotated her waistline slowly; more sensual. She made sure to gaze into my eyes as she did this. "Oh Max, you feel so big inside of me," she moaned, throwing her head back and chewing on her bottom lip. "I'm loving how you're filling up my pussy."Her dirty talk was a
MEREDITH'S POVI was breathing way too heavily as Max closed his bedroom door behind us. Why did my body have to react like this every time I was in a room alone with this man? My body tensed when he swift passed me and walked up to the closet. He opened the door and stepped inside. He shuffled around in there. I couldn't see him, but the sounds he was making in there told me he was taking off his suit. He emerged from the closet around two minutes later wearing a grey sweatpants and a black t-shirt. "You have eight minutes Meredith," his rough voice sounded. He plopped on the bed with his back leaning against the headboard and his eyes straining on me. "Make them count."I took a deep breath before I spoke. "I read something online, and I wanted to hear it from you.""You g00gled me?" He smirked. "You're a smart girl and should know that not everything you read on the internet is true.""I know that," I argued. "That's why I'm here, trying to get answers.""OK then. What's the ques
MAXIMILIAN'S POV"This weekend sucks ass," I complained to Paxton over the phone. I was angry with father for making such a rash decision, and with mother for wanting us to act like we were one big happy family. I didn't like acting. I prefer to tell the truth and be myself. I needed to blow off some steam and when I say steam, I meant make sweet love to Meredith. Her sleeping in Blake's room was the worst punch in the gut for the night. This wasn't how I saw us spending our first night here together. Blake, I scoffed. She had been wiggling her way in between us since the day I met her. Why did she have to be such a nuisance?"Yeah, well, what do you expect if I'm not there." Paxton's chuckles reminded me I was still on the phone with him. I was in a stupor, but not a drunken one. I was in a 'I miss and crave Meredith's company' one. "Ha ha. Very funny," I sighed. "So, where's my girl?" He asked. I could tell he was pulling my chain by the playful tone of his voice. "Who Brenda?
MEREDITH'S POV "Enough!" Mrs. McTavish shouted. "Surely, you three can spend one measly weekend with us and not fight like you are enemies," her voice broke, and I felt sorry for her. All she wanted was for her children to get along. Max relaxed in his seat with an embarrassed look on his face. Asher, however, still had that mischievous smirk plastered on his lips. "Your mother's right. If you two want to hash it out, then you'll do it when we go hunting tomorrow," their father announced. “Maybe bringing them around shotguns isn’t a good idea,” their mother sighed. "We're sorry, mother," Max apologized. "Don't cry mom," Genny added when she saw the older woman dramatically placing the back of her palm on her forehead and making sobbing sounds. Maybe I was sitting too far away because I didn't see one tear slide down her cheeks. "Mother we didn't mean to upset you," Asher let out. "I remember when you three were younger and that kid with the lisp, William pushed Asher do
MEREDITH'S POV"Don't look, but the ice queen is staring daggers at you right now," Blake whispered to me. I felt it, the burning stares on the tail of my neck. That Kimmy lady must be eyeing me with disdain right about now. "Alright Meredith, just relax," Blake mentioned, and I inhaled and exhaled. "Now laugh like I just said something funny." "What?" I mumbled. "Just follow my lead," Blake suggested as she held my palm, throwing her head back and laughing sweetly. What the hell. Might as well. I began giggling like an idiot, too. We were there laughing when all of a sudden I heard someone shout, "YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH HER!"I literally could feel Kimmy's gaze leaving the back of my neck. My skin almost felt cold. I guess she was staring at the person who had just yelled and disrupted the meal. I followed Blake's eyes as they settled on Genny, Max's sister. Mr. and Mrs. McTavish dropped their utensils onto their plates. Mrs. McTavish quickly wiped her mouth with a silk napkin befor
MAXIMILIAN'S POVThe wine was smooth as it trickled down my throat and into my gut. The air was getting thick, and the AC wasn't doing a great job of keeping my temperature down. Wearing this suit made me feel like I was stuck inside a furnace. I loosened my collar and tie. Furthermore, I couldn't believe father had promised Asher the company. I thought he would have at least called a family meeting so we could discuss who was the best fit to run the business after he retired. Asher was not ready. In fact, I didn't believe he would ever be ready for such a huge and important role. Genny also voiced her displeasure. However, mother quickly scolded us, saying this wasn't the right time or place for a debate. "That's enough children!" Mother scolded. "This is not a good time to discuss this. We have guests and besides, Max hasn't introduced Genny to his new girlfriend," Mother let out as she looked over at my date. Right, I needed to calm down before I smashed Asher's face on the tabl
MEREDITH'S POVI was bored out of my freaking mind sitting at this excessively large table with people who kept staring at me as if I were beneath them. "So Maribel what's your last name?" Mr. McTavish asked while he cut into his bloodied steak. His fork scraping over the crockery made a sound that reminded me of car drawing brakes. "Father, for the last time, her name is Meredith," Max emphasized to his dad while drinking his wine. I shot him the dirtiest look I could muster. I could fight my own battles. "I apologize for that son. I just want to get to know the woman who has stolen my firstborn's heart," Mr. McTavish snickered as he placed a piece of the meat in his mouth. He tossed his head up so he could look over at me. "So your family's name, Meredith." Specks of saliva flew as he spoke my name. Max's dad was smug for a little old man. Quite intimidating, too. He still displayed strong muscles along with a slight belly, but at over sixty years old, he looked really good. Now
MAXIMILIAN'S POVI felt victorious knowing that Kimmy had no effect on me. I believe I finally found the closure I needed after I pushed her into the pool. I'd come to see that she was just an opportunist. That night, as I headed home to share the news of my sixty-billion-dollar deal with her, I never got to tell her because I found her in bed with my brother. Asher and I had became a bit close the short while he lived with me. We kinda opened up to each other, so after he confided to me that mom and dad cut off his expenses, he begged me not to say anything to Kimmy because he was too embarrassed. The puzzle pieces were finally coming together. Asher likely informed Kimmy that he would inherit our father's company, which Kimmy believed had a higher value than my business. That was the only reason I could come up with for her cheating on me with him. I found myself laughing as I understood that Kimmy never truly loved me. She loved my money. And now that she knew I gained more weal
MAXIMILIAN'S POV I didn't realize that my feet were taking me to the door that led to the pool outside rather than the dining room. I suppose I could spend a few minutes calming down before enduring dinner with Asher and Kimmy. I rested my back against the bar counter, enjoying the refreshing night air. I couldn't get the images of Meredith in that peach silk dress out of my mind. She looked so delicious. She didn't know the extent of her effect on me; the fragrance of her bare skin, with no lotions or perfumes, was one of the finest, most intoxicating smells I've ever inhaled. I felt uncomfortable with Asher trying to bond with her so quickly. I figured he would try to hit on her simply to play games with me. I refused to let that happen. With a sigh, I ran my palms over my face. I quickly came to the conclusion that I wouldn't become any calmer than I was now. That was when I noticed the devil approaching me. Oh, God!! Why me? I would much rather be hit by a bolt of lightning