Max & Marcus have an older brother, Calyx Baker.
Billionaire, senior, that falls head over heels for Georgia Miller.
Georgia Miller x OC Male Character
(Additional) OC Female Character x Abby Littman
"I'm so in love with her that, I could lose everything tomorrow, and as long as I have her, it wouldn't matter." - Calyx Mikaelsson (Baker)
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"I think Ginny's trying to send nudes, but at this point I don't even want to question it." Calyx chuckled deeply his phone pressed firmly to his ear,
"Who's she gonna send them to?" Georgia shrugged lounging across her silk sheets, a glass of red clutched in hand,
"Hunter I assume, why do you know something I don't." A quiet scoff escaped the boy, disbelief enveloping his expression,
"It's not my place to say, but you might wanna look a bit closer to home, my home specifically, because there is a young stoner boy that lives next door to me that I think might be interested in her." Georgia smiled, soft pillows relaxing the ache in her back,
"Marcus, your brother Marcus?" Calyx shrugged gun drawn, pointed menacingly at a restrained target,
"Bingo princess, listen I need to go, I've got a work meeting but I'll be home by morning, alright babygirl?" The woman nodded a slight pout framing her face,
"Alright handsome, I miss you." Calyx smiled slightly unnerving the men in his peripheral,
"I miss you too, princess, I'll see you in the morning." The end tone dialled and Calyx calmly pocketed his cell phone, fingers dripping crimson, white harshly stained red,
"That your newest bitch Calyx?" The young man growled, his teeth grinding audibly,
"What the fuck did you just say?!" The elder man smiled dangerously, blood varnishing his teeth,
"I asked if that was your new whore Calyx." A gunshot reverberated through the room, the man slumping, his corpse collapsing lifeless,
"If anyone disrespects, my future wife like that again, I will kill you, slowly and painfully, am I understood?!" A chorus of grumbled agreement sounded echoing through the room,
"Brilliant, I'm glad we are all on the same page." His guns gaze turned to stare menacingly, at a second business party, his face stoic and tone dangerous,
"Now sign the paper, and tell me where the fuck AC is before I pull the damn trigger because trust me mate, I am not in the mood for games, tonight."
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