Lovin’ in the Moonlight

But Maxton West represents the high and mighty, he will always be superior, he is suspicious by nature, poor temperament, gloomy and lonely … want to live an ordinary life with that kind of person, it is like a dream.

Since it is not suitable, why force yourself to be with him.

Alice looked at her, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

In a place she could not see, Alice walked to a corner of the garden, after seeing that no one was around, and made a phone call: “Well, Dr. Qin, the task I have completed, the rest is not my business.”

After a while, a gentle and kind voice came from the other side: “Good cooperation.”

She smiled: “Then my account …”

“People come here immediately call the money!”

Hearing this, Alice couldn’t help but smile, no matter what, people who can make the young master have special treatment or don’t stay in the West family is better, maybe, she really has to fly to the branch as a phoenix one day.

On the other hand, Dr. Qin looked at the computer’s physical condition checklist, dark eyes finally had a glimmer of hope, the woman’s blood, maybe it really has the effect of bringing people back to life.

This way, maybe he won’t die.

This day, Alice did not make things difficult for her, let her go to her room early to rest.

Fairen Evert lay in bed and waited for an unknown amount of time before hearing footsteps from outside the door, which scared her a little.

The man habitually asked the doorman how he was doing, and probably the doorman’s answer satisfied him, so when he came in, Fairen Evert did not see a bit of dissatisfaction on his face.

She sat at the floor-to-ceiling window, facing out into the garden, and saw from the reflective glass window that the man behind her was slowly and methodically taking off his shirt.

Although he spends most of his time in the office, his figure is unbelievably good, and Fairen Evert took one look at it and lowered his head in disbelief.

When he came out of the shower, he looked up slightly to see her sitting outside the door, still and unmoving.

“Come here.”

Fairen Evert didn’t say anything and didn’t move a muscle.

“Come here.” This time, he lowered his voice, and his tone was rather like gritting his teeth.

Fairen Evert lowered his eyes, thought about it, but turned back towards him.

However, before she could reach him, the man had already pulled her over and pinned her to the bed …

Fairen Evert’s stomach turned over and she wanted to vomit after the intense lovemaking, but she knew Maxton West had a cleanliness problem and had to hold it in for fear he would lose his temper.

The pain was all over her body.

Maxton West held her in his arms, his chin on top of her head, his phone in his hand, with all kinds of people sending him documents.

Just a big grin straight in front of her to sort it out.

Fairen Evert couldn’t read it, he was pressing himself all over her, his body hard and making her very uncomfortable.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

As soon as she moved, the man pressed her even tighter, possessive, somewhere in her body, and against her private parts.

Dazed and confused, the smell of his body was at the tip of her nose, she was dazed and quickly fell asleep.

Alice had said that these days, she was to act extremely depressed so that Maxton West would have the Wang housekeeper contact the previous psychologist, who they had bribed in advance.

I should say threatened.

When she got up the next day, Alice didn’t come to her, so she spent the day in her room fuming, not eating, and not going out to protest with the doorman.

When the servant called, Maxton West was unexpectedly subdued, and the first thing he did when he returned was tell her to eat.

He went back late, probably because he didn’t like having someone standing around, and let them off early.

At the dinner table, the two sat opposite each other, Maxton West casually wearing a black jacket and sitting in front of her.

“Sure you don’t want to eat?”

She looked away and kept her head down without saying anything.

The man added, “I don’t mind chewing it up and feeding it to you if you don’t eat it.”

Hearing this, Fairen Evert almost slapped him, don’t be so shameless.

However, when she saw the man taking a bite of rice and ready to come over, she instantly picked up the bowl and blocked his gaze, forcing herself to eat even though she had no appetite.

Maxton West looked at her and suddenly walked up to her and hooked her chin: “What happened to the face?”

The sudden touch made Fairen Evert a little uncomfortable, and she turned slightly to the side, pulling away from him, pushing him away with her other hand: “It’s nothing. Maybe a mosquito bite.”

“I’ve lived here for decades and I’ve never seen a mosquito.” He laughed, his gaze heavy on her.

The mark, small and irregularly shaped on her face, had been blocked by her hair before and he hadn’t noticed it, but this time he looked at it and was a little disturbed.

Fairen Evert, fearing that he would go mad, quickly finished eating under his watchful eye and then sat upright, not daring to go directly upstairs without his order, for fear of somehow angering him again.

Maxton West was quite pleased with her today, and slowly took a step toward the room, only to suddenly turn around and step toward the study when he was about to enter.

Fairen Evert looked puzzled and felt much more relaxed, but as she was about to enter, that subtle look on Maxton West’s face flashed through her mind.

As if compelled to do so, she followed from a distance.

In the study, Maxton West stood beside a two-person high bookshelf, thought for a moment, and then casually took a book down.

Walking over to the desk, he flipped through it at random, probably pausing at a certain place, and after a few minutes, folded a mark and put it back.

Fairen Evert watched where he put the book, saw him getting ready to come out, and left gingerly.

Back in the room, her heart was still beating terribly fast, just now, he saw … Maxton West bite through his lip and let the blood flow into that cup.

With the illumination of the light, perhaps she was mistaken, but she clearly felt that the color of his blood … was somewhat bizarre.

The thought of this, her whole body suddenly a cold, just Maxton West just approached the room, she took a deep breath, pretending to have been asleep look.

The man came to the bed, stood for a moment, followed by the bed, took her whole in his arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

He still smelled faintly of blood, and it was that smell that made Fairen Evert barely close her eyes all night.

Maxton West’s behavior was too bizarre.

She always felt that the man must be hiding something from herself, and if she wanted to know, maybe she had to go into his study and look at the book.

Maybe she could find some clues in there.

After all, Alice and she reached an agreement, like a grasshopper on a rope, naturally will not give her a hard time, every day just symbolically take her out to make use of.

This day, when Maxton West returned, she was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, saw him walk in, hesitated for a few seconds, went over, stood on tiptoe and gave him a kiss on the cheek.