The Queen's Back

Chapter 155

When Mona was pressed against Maxwell's body, she felt she froze. Her body was stiff in Maxwell's arms. She could only allow Maxwell to do anything to her.

Mona's thick eyelashes trembled slightly. After a while, she raised her hand to hug him and began to respond to his enthusiasm.

The room had a slight chill to it. As the wind and rain lashed against the large floor-to-ceiling windows, Mona was oblivious to the cold. Maxwell entirely controlled her, and they shared a kiss that lasted for nearly half an hour. Maxwell's forehead was pressed against Mona's. His voice was a little hoarse and mixed with hot breath. "Mona, I really love you, and I'm lucky. You love me too.

The word "love" was the heaviest in the world. She could feel how deep Maxwell's love was.

Mona felt that she was almost unable to breathe. How much did Maxwell love her in her previous life? Then he avenged her after her death and was willing to die in the end.

Mona wondered how lonely he felt when he was avenging her. She didn't dare to imagine how difficult I was for him to spend each day.

Mona thought, 'In this life, I owe Maxwell a debt that I will never be able to repay.' She subconsciously grabbed Maxwell's tie, and her red lips parted slightly. "Maxwell, I love you more than you think." Hence, she felt more secure. Maxwell held Mona close in his embrace. His handsome face was pressed intimately against hers, as he tried to feel that she

was real.

Maxwell had lived in darkness all his life. His parents did not love him. He was an illegitimate child that no one cared about, but now, Mona cared about him.

It rained outside for a long time, drumming against the window in a relentless rhythm. Mona's smooth back was left bare, her waistline elegantly defined. As lightning intermittently illuminated the room, the butterfly bones on her back were strikingly prominent. Maxwell saw it, leaned over, and approached Mona. With a heavy breath, he said, "A hooligan. Am I a hooligan?"

Mona's mind went blank. When she suddenly heard Maxwell mention that, it took her a long time to remember that she was the one who sent it to Maxwell.

felt that tonight, Maxwell was a little different Mona thought, 'Is it because I said that to him? She

window shone on his handsome side profile,

in the room.

said, "Maxwell, you

glide down to Mona's waist, and with ease, he lifted

she nestled under the blanket. She placed her fair fingers on her cheeks and touched the tears on her face

to Maxwell, her vision blurred, and spoke in a soft, low voice, "Maxwell,

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Chapter 155 hungry."

and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. His voice was much lower than usual. Tm sorry. I went overboard just now. What do you want

Haltic's mushroom soup." Maxwell caressed Mona's face again and

up and went to the

shirt and put it on before getting out of the

feet subconsciously trembled. Mona thought to herself that she could no longer seduce Maxwell. He was so energetic in

the dining table. She took out her phone and looked at it. It was already one or two in the morning.

be long before the spaghetti was ready. In a few minutes, a plate of spaghetti was served to Mona. There was a fried egg

curiously. She had never seen

had dinner yet either. I felt hungry, so I prepared extra spaghetti, Maxwell explained. He had already thoughtfully placed a fork

she thought, 'He was