Maxwell Blackwood and his little sister, Abigail climbed down the staircase, his eyes scanning the room in search of his brother. He couldn’t have Simon causing mischief here tonight.The first familiar faces his eye met were those of his mother, Anna and her own mother. It seemed like Anna was introducing them to each other. Maxwell didn’t want to get involved in that right now, he walked past and up next was Jennifer giggling and pouring champagne with her friends.Then to the left, Maxwell caught sight of his brother speaking to a lady, although she had her back to him, she looked very familiar. He walked down to them immediately, a frown on his face.“You know you could have politely taken an excuse before walking out on us like that.” He growled softly, trying to hold back the anger. This was not supposed to be a big deal but for some reasons, it pissed him off.The lady didn’t flinch or turn around, she remained rooted with her back to him, her long hair rolling against her bac

“Where did you get the dress, Ann? It is so nice.” Belle complimented as she touched the fabric.“Oh, Jennifer had it made for me.” Anna replied with a smile.“Uh Uh… It looks expensive,” Belle chirped in.“Oh, it sure is expensive.” Jennifer smacked proudly.The ladies were still chitchatting when Jenny’s phone began to ring, she checked the caller ID and blushed, quickly covering it with a smile.Jennifer quickly rejected the call as she looked up back to her friends, she caught them staring at her with suspicious eyes.“Ooommm…” Belle cooed. “What is the new guy’s name?” she asked teasingly“What guy? I don’t know what you are talking about.” Jennifer denied, her cheeks getting redder with each passing second.“Oh come on, since when are you shy about these things, spill it already.” The Cruz twins urged.“His name is Marshall and he is standing right at the door.” Anna suddenly announced.Jennifer’s jaws dropped. “It is a lie,” she muttered to herself as she quickly turned around

Maxwell wakes up feeling disoriented. He is confused as to why he was in that room, what happened? He could barely remember any of it. Most of all, why was he half-naked?He grabbed his phone on the blanket immediately and checked the time, it was midnight. He also noticed that he had missed over twenty phone calls, mostly from Annabel. As he tried to remember what happened, he felt a sharp piercing pain in his head.“Arrgh!” Max groaned and rubbed his temple.He got up from the bed and quickly, eager to find out what had transpired. Was the party over? He didn’t remember getting drunk so why does it feel like he had a hangover?Mr. Blackwood put on his shirt and rushed for the door, but as he dragged the handle, he ran into Annabel who looked like she was about to walk in, there was anger and rage in her eyes.“Annabel, what happened?” MB asked almost immediately.Annabel scoffed and walked past him into the room, she was fighting the tears in her eyes. She stared at the bed to confi

Anna and Maxwell split ways when they arrived at the airport; while Max headed for the Forbes mansion in the SUV that was waiting for him, Anna got into a car waiting to convey her down to Jennifer’s office.Anna left the noise and chaos of JFK Airport behind her as she walked out into the bright Nevada weather. With a happy smile on her face, Anna slid into the cool leather seat. As the car pulled away, she looked out the window and was fascinated by what she saw.It was Las Vegas, a place she had never been to before. The tall buildings and fast-paced life of New York City were gone. In this area, the scenery was mostly made up of huge casinos with crazy themes and lots of neon lights. She would see a huge copy of the Eiffel Tower one minute and a pirate ship with sails flapping the next. In the best way possible, it was too much to take in.In contrast to Manhattan's crowded, narrow streets, these roads were wide and smooth, making it easy for cars to move along. The warm breeze ma

Maxwell Blackwood stood patiently at the Altar, his eyes zooming to the door every second. He couldn’t wait to see her, his parents had kept her away from him for over twelve hours because apparently it is bad luck to see the bride before the wedding. Not like he believed in that shit but he had to respect their customs.The small gathering of family and friends fell silent when the doors creaked open. Everyone turned towards Annabel Joseph who had just walked in with her father holding her hand. She was wearing a simple yet exquisite white gown and looked stunning in it. A transparent veil covered her face but anyone could tell that she was dazzling beneath it.Maxwell's breath hitched. In that instant, the world around him seemed to fade away. All that mattered was Anna, her beauty chasing away the anxiety that had enveloped him before now.As Anna reached the altar, her father, his eyes shining with pride, placed her hand gently in Maxwell's. A soft squeeze from her hand sent a jol