The Queen's Back

Chapter 149

Mona quickly stopped Maxwell, cheeks flushed, and mumbled, "I-I will handle it myself."

She gently pushed him aside, heading into the bathroom with the barely-there pajamas.

After her shower, she eyed the garment in her hand with a sigh. There was hardly a point in putting it on-it would come off soon enough anyway.

Turning the fabric over in her hands, Mona muttered about Maxwell's "damn taste." The bright red slip was barely there, more suggestion than cover. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and realized just how revealing it was. Thinking it over, Mona just couldn't bring herself to put it on. Meanwhile, Maxwell, fresh from his shower next door, knocked on the bathroom door and teased, "Come on out, Mona. There is nothing about you I haven't seen before, right?" Knowing he was not going to let her stall, Mona eventually gave in, opening the door and stepping out.

Maxwell, in nothing but casual shorts that highlighted his abs, locked his gaze on her, letting it travel over her figure without a hint of hesitation. He pressed her back gently against the wall, lowering his voice as he murmured, "You look amazing. Tempting, just like a siren to sailor."

He could not look any longer, feeling he might actually lose it. And now, Mona's face was also bright red, but she leaned into Maxwell's intense kiss without hesitation.

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, and Mona and Maxwell were feeling every bit of it.

Soon, the room fell silent, with only the soft sound of rain tapping against the window. On the bed, Mona felt enveloped by the warmth and intensity of the moment, her hands wrapped tightly around him.

She brushed her lips along his neck, leaving gentle marks as she took in every response. After she lower, letting her touch reveal just how deeply she had missed him.

was content, she shifted

The only sound that filled the room that night was Maxwell's soft "I love you" whispered in Mona's ear.

words to respond, so she let her kisses say it all,

and fierce, drawing her closer with a quiet intensity. Outside, the rainstorm grew louder, matching the storm in

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ringing. Rubbing her eyes, she fumbled around and saw it was Ava. Clearing her throat, she picked

like she had been crying. "I really need

here, Ava. Just drive carefully," she said before hanging up and placing her phone on the bed. She felt the empty spot where Maxwell had been. He was probably already at

breath, cursing Maxwell for his boundless energy. If this kept up every

bathroom, Mona reached for her toothbrush and noticed

the mirror, she spotted a Post-it stuck to the glass. [Honey, headed to the office. I squeezed your toothpaste, and breakfast is in the

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note next to her. It was in Maxwell's handwriting, and it made her smile. As soon as morning hit, he transformed back into the thoughtful husband, even squeezing out

She tossed it in the microwave for two minutes before taking it out, ready to

ate, Mona casually scrolled through Twitter. Today's hot topic in Nathontown was about Maxwell

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the shareholders' meeting yesterday. People were speculating whether

skimmed through the comments, she muttered to herself, 'These people really don't know anything; they're just throwing out

The best proof of their relationship

is marrying Mona?

Carter Group and Clem Group will team