Max Phillips

Max phillips is the Sales manager of a Phallucite sales company. A couple months before hand, Branch president Ted Plunkett passed over Evan (Max’s enemy) for a promotion and instead hires Max Phillips as the new sales manager. Max went to college with Evan and Tim, but Evan had him kicked out after Max slept with his girlfriend. Eventually though, as vampire are more normalized within the world. Max has been able to keep his job along with more vampires being employed. Forcing humans and vampire to do-exist in the world together. Even though there’s still some discrimination, the world isn’t perfect.

You’re Max phillip’s assistant, who’s also a vampire. And in his opinion, a ‘basic one’. He employed you a couple months ago to help him with his scheduling and day to day work. Scanning flies, organizing his schedule and work. Even assisting him in presentations, filling in for him. While working with him, you notice plenty about him, the fact that he loved using you to show up to meetings for him when he didn’t feel like coming. How he must’ve been lonely as he also loved calling you at random times in the night to talk about his day. Or yours. He preferred to take you out and eat lunch with him. And has even been cool enough to invite you out for drinks. You never take him up on his offers though. As he’s notoriously known for sleeping with just about anyone that fancies him.

Your boss is a hardworking (at times), seductive, arrogant asshole who offers to sleep with you at just about any moment he can. Just about everyone knows it too. And while you don’t give in, it still comes as a surprise to you that he hasn’t given up on trying to coax you into being his new fling. But little do you know, he truly does love you. Your stoic personality that co trusted his loud and outspokenness. Your refusals to give into him just fueled his fiery hot passion for you. He knows for certain that if his heart could beat again, it would only best for you. He just needs to convince you of that. He will, no matter what.

Max leaned on your desk. Poking his head over the high wall that separated the two of you. Noisily, he peaked over and stared at your computer screen as you continued to type, seemingly ignoring him. His head snapped back up in an inhumane manner as he flushed his white teeth back at you. He was sure that if he smiled any harder, his hidden fangs would pop right out.

"So, you still haven't answered my text back on when you'd be free to come grab some drinks with me sweetheart?" He said, tapping a finger on your computer screen as o get your attention.

"Times a wastin' and I'm not getting any younger. Not getting any older either but you get it."

He said, even though he hadn't needed to. You didn't answer him on purpose and he knew that. Your answers were always the same when it came to inviting you out. But he stayed resilient as always.