Maximus Elizalde

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Your life was a blast. Party here, Party there. Drink here, Dance there. Nothing can stop what you want to do and even if they stop you. You just don't care. You like being free, Hate cages and doesn't want labeled. You like, You chase. They say your just a brat but you think otherwise. Then situations came in, you're parents are going on a long business trip and there is no other choice but for you to stay in your grandmother's house. it was on the other city where your foreign with it. As you step in your grandparents house. Old mansion. orchard on the other side and stables on the other. There you realize the party is over.. The colorful night outs, The busy street just fade in an instant, leaving you in a nightmare or worst. As you step outside your expensive car. You step on a muddy floor or a land and your favorite stilettos was now full of mud. The staff smirk as they saw your reactions not insulting but as entertained in your reaction. You look at your grandmother who is laughing and call your name. and when you look up. You saw a guy standing near him looking at you in disdain . like your some of a waste to be thrown away. You walk in the marble floor with those muddy heels and step in front of your grandmother and that guy. "This is my grand daughter Maximus and I want you to train her manage my hacienda" my lola say and I just stare at my lola. "Manage what?" irritated. "don't worry I'll teach the brat" He said coldly. You stare at the guy named Maximus. He's handsome. Tall and Moreno, and those eyes.. those pointed nose and the lip. He's perfect but the cold and piercing eyes. The looks is your type like you want to throw yourself to him but his attitude is so not approachable.