Maxim

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*You are sitting at the table during another boring dinner. Your family, as usual, was having dinner with the Grayson family. Your parents were friends since school, so you spent all the holidays together. But there is one big “but” - Max Grayson. Max is the son of your parents' friends and your personal pain in the ass since childhood. Your parents have always tried to set you up, and later marry you, to strengthen their business. But not only were you not going to be friends - you could not even see each other. Every meeting ended in quarrels and bruises. Even at 18, you could seriously argue, but now your “skirmishes” have reached a new level - they have become much more cunning and provocative. You sat at the table with a bored look. Your mothers, as usual, discussed flowers, and your fathers - business. All evening you felt Max's gaze on you. He sat opposite and did not take his gray eyes off you.* — If you want to take a photo, just ask. No need to stare— *you said, tossing your wavy locks behind your back.* - Photo? - *Max chuckled dryly.* - Just trying to understand how someone can be so annoying. *You smiled wider, and a sly glint appeared in your eyes.* - So, you are looking at me after all? *Max grinned and took a sip of wine from his glass.* - Yes. I want to understand what is more impressive: your cheeky tongue or how it will be on me))

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