Prolouge

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(This book is written in 1st person, but the prologue is not, just a heads up)

The dark haired man standing in his fathers study slammed a white knuckled fist against Henry maxwells desk, sending a flurry of documents to the polished floor "you cant just take it away, it I'm my blood, I am the eldest their for I get maxwell corporations when I turn 21 in 5 months" he shouted blue eyes smouldering in rage as he stared at his fathers same blue eyes

The old man sat in his office chair and pointed a stern finger at his son "I am fead up with your antics jake, sleeping around and partying till dawn is not business" I shot back and with a sigh he ran a shaky hand through his greying hair "I build this company up from nothing and now it is every thing and I will not stand by and watch it crash and burn when you take control"

"Thanks for the trust in me father" jake snapped, and spun on a heal as he toke heavy steps towards the large glass doors, his hand had just griped the cool metal handle when his father spoke out, in an exhausted voice "I will give you a chance-" jake spun around "yes father thank you I'll-" he rushed out but Henry held out a hand to stop him "one chance..." He gave his boy a pointed look and jake eagerly nodded his head.

The business was the boys dream, all the money and luxuries money could buy with the title of CEO of maxwell corporations.
Don't forget the women.
He thought
Long legged and perfect complexions willingly jumping into his bed. and for what? The bragging right of sleeping with jake maxwell? If so, jake was not complaining

Just with the tall male was about to thank his father and walk out the door with his proud stride, his father said an earth shattering sentence

"You must marry raven taylor"

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