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Maxwell looked at his beautiful wife. The more he looked at her the more pleasing he felt. He said in a low voice, "Mona, but you're smiling at me. Isn't this seducing me?"

Mona's smile was a good medicine for Maxwell. As long as he saw her smile, it seemed that most of his bad emotions would dissipate.

After Mona heard Maxwell's words, she subconsciously pursed her lips and did not dare to meet Maxwell's burning eyes.

"Alright, I'll dry your hair first. Don't catch a cold later," Maxwell said as he turned the hairdryer to second gear. The second gear was a lukewarm breeze, which was perfect for drying hair on this day. Maxwell's palm touched the top of Mona's head. The warm wind blew into her hair through his fingers, bringing with it an itch. Coupled with Maxwell's dirty talk just now, Mona's body subconsciously tensed up. Maxwell immediately noticed Mona's abnormality. He pinched Mona's neck. It was very smooth and he could not bear to let it go. "What's wrong?"

"No, it's fine. Don't touch me randomly." Mona pouted.

"Where?" Maxwell asked. His hot palms were touching Mona's neck, her chubby earlobe, and then her cheek.

The skin Maxwell touched felt as if numerous ants were crawling on it, causing an intense itching sensation that seemed to travel from her skin deep into her heart, throb by throb. "Stop fooling around!" Mona whispered.

"Alright. It's done. Come and let me kiss you." Mona's hair was half-dried, but Maxwell couldn't wait any longer. He carried her onto his lap, pinched Mona's chin, and kissed her.

Before drying Mona's hair, Maxwell had wanted to do so. Mona was like a poppy. Maxwell could not quit after tasting her lips for a long time. Of course, he did not want to quit, so he wanted to sink into oblivion with Mona.

Maxwell's kisses landed on the corners of Mona's mouth, cheeks, neck, and all the way down. Mona's hand grabbed Maxwell's pajamas tightly. Her neck was forced up, and her face was exceptionally fair under the light, revealing a faint layer of pink. "Maxwell, go, go to bed." While Maxwell was panting, Mona said shyly. Her body was soft from being touched by Maxwell and was about to melt.

Maxwell looked up to see a blush spreading across Mona's fair face, even reaching her ears. He wished he could hold her delicately in the palm of his hand.

He placed his hand on Mona's pajamas. It did not take long for her round shoulders to be exposed. Her snow-white skin was natural and smoother than ceramic. Maxwell's breathing quickened. The way he looked at Mona changed Soon, Mona did not even have the chance to speak. She could only whimper softly.

It had started to rain outside, and the wind was getting stronger. It kept hitting the tightly shut window, and the two of them had already gone to bed.

It was still a long night.

The next morning, when Maxwell got up to put on his clothes, he happened to expose his straight back to Mona. She immediately saw the scratches on Maxwell's back. There were red marks.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

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She quickly buried her head in the blanket. She was too embarrassed to look at Maxwell.

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She couldn't be blamed. Maxwell had gone too far last night. It was as if he was on drugs and had endless strength. She couldn't withstand it and unconsciously scratched him. +5

"Why? Are you shy? Didn't you bite quite hard last night?" Maxwell buttoned the last button of his shirt and became the man who took good care of Mona during the day.

Mona hid her head under the blanket. When she thought of last night, she was too embarrassed to look at Maxwell. "How dare you say that. It's all your fault!"

Maxwell said, "Alright, it's my fault. Sleep for a while more. I'll prepare breakfast. After you wake up, microwave it and you can eat. I won't accompany you for lunch. There are more things to do at the company, so I'll get Hattie to make you something you like to eat." After that, he saw that Mona's face was still buried in the blanket, revealing a few strands of black hair. He smiled and pulled the blanket down a little, revealing Mona's rosy cheeks and misty eyes. He touched Mona's head and smiled. "If you're still angry, why don't you bite me a few more times to vent your anger?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mona propped herself up on her arms, looked up, and bit down on his earlobe, finishing with a lick. "Did you think I'd hesitate to bite?"

Maxwell had bitten her a few times last night. She did not even dare to look at her back.

"Of course, you wouldn't. Does that make you feel better? Maybe you should bite the other ear too." Maxwell smiled and pointed at his other earlobe.

Mona did not bite him with much strength. Instead, it brought about a numbing feeling. In an instant, the electric current seemed to spread throughout his entire body.

How could Mona not see Maxwell's teasing? She snorted and ignored him. Then she buried her head in the blanket and slept, leaving a back view for Maxwell. Mona's attitude did not anger Maxwell. He even tucked Mona in and left a light kiss on her hair.

Last night, he did not control his strength well. It was normal for Mona to be angry.

After Maxwell left, it was already past ten o'clock when Mona opened her eyes again. Her waist did not hurt as much as before, and she was no longer angry.

When she was washing up, she saw the toothpaste that Maxwell had squeezed for her. When she was eating, she saw the food that he had prepared. 'Alright, I'll generously forgive Maxwell this time!'

In the blink of an eye, it was the day of Gordon and Molly's wedding.

Because of the dirty deal, the two of them did not even rush to hold the engagement ceremony and directly held the wedding ceremony.

Early in the morning, Mona was in a daze when she heard Maxwell's phone ring. After humming, she felt Maxwell wake up.

Mona turned around and wanted to continue sleeping. The moment she closed her eyes, she remembered that today was Gordon's wedding day. In that case, the person who called Maxwell was most likely Richard. Instantly, she was no longer sleepy. She lifted the blanket, got out of bed, put on her slippers opened the door, and hugged Maxwell's waist.

Maxwell's deep voice sounded. "If you're sick, go to the hospital, I'm not a doctor. Alright, I understand. I'll go to the wedding." As he spoke, his hand was already holding Mona's. He rubbed it gently and played with it.

Richard said, "It's good that you'll come." Then, Maxwell hung up the phone and hugged his lovely wife behind him.

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"Why are you up? Why don't you sleep more?" Maxwell asked. He knew that the more winter came, the more Mona liked to laze in bed.

"I'll accompany you. I won't be able to sleep well without you," Mona said with a nasal voice.

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