My Little Devil's

Maxwell's Cunning

The night is getting late. The moon rolled into the middle of the lonely dark sky without the usual twinkling of a Star accompanying it.

The noisy voice of the night king began to roar greeting the hearing of the figure of the round-faced woman and the narrowed eyes were fixed towards the large Door of her Residence.

Well. It's very late and it's unlikely that the company will be working in human sleep unless something happens.

"Miss! You better go to the upper room. It's been very night" asked Servant Reamy who was ready to accompany the four-legged Woman Evelyne's nickname.

There was no answer from his flat lips that kept staring hoping at the width of the opening of the large door that described how big the hole of emptiness in his chest.

"Money!"

"Maybe he'll be home soon," he murmured still full of hope. There is no refutation from the silent Reamy Servant who does not want to interfere in the emptiness of the Nonanya.

Not long ago the black bead immediately sparkled when there was a Car light that seemed to enter the large Gate at the end there.

"That! It must be him!"

"Yes, Miss! Master must have come home," muttered Servant Reamy. Guards in front of it immediately approached when the car had entered the Residence area near the Garage.

Yet. As the Wheelchair Servant Reamy pushed to the front of the Door suddenly the smile that had just widened on Violet's lips instantly loosened.

In his eyes was empty the stature of this dashing Old Man with a gloomy and not excited look at all.

"Big Master!" greet the Reamy Servant.

"Dad!"

"Why are you outside?" ask Mr. Marcello who wanted to see Maxwell. He came here because Maxwell came home and it's possible that tonight he will also come back, he thought so.

"Dad! What's up?"

"Just want to see your husband. He's home, isn't he?" asked Mr. Marcello already standing near the elegant-looking Violet Wheelchair with the Home Navy Dress.

Not directly answering or talking, the gloomy and sad look of Violet can be guessed by Mr. Marcello who immediately straightened his body with an angry facial expression.

"He's not coming home anymore?! That kid really is."

"Dad! Maybe Maxwell's got a job. She used to go home a lot, didn't she?!" muttered Violet forced a smile when it was clear she was again injured.

Mr. Marcello paused for a moment and took out his phone. However, the heart's intention to contact Maxwell was immediately lost when I remembered that the man would not answer his call.

"Violets! You rest. Daddy's gonna look for her."

"Dad! You will fight again. Just let him work," prevent Violet from holding back Mr. Marcello's arm that was about to leave.

At once Mr. Marcello's face immediately turned softly staring at Violet who was so understanding to Maxwell but not vice versa. The man will regret doing all this.

"I'm sorry Maxwell! He just can't accept the woman in his life."

"Dad! I'm sorry but why didn't Maxwell ever obey you?" violet asked the contents of her head every time she saw the interaction of Mr. Marcello and Maxwell for years.

Especially at this time the face of Mr. Marcello seemed to be still glued like very dare not remember the old incident. He was also reluctant to say this to Violet fearing that this woman hated him too.

"Why doesn't Maxwell get along with you? Every time Daddy and he meet there's a big wall standing in your way."

"He was angry because I wasn't so attentive when he was little" replied Mr. Marcello but he wasn't. There was regret and shame from her brown bead to Violet believing in it.

"I was too busy to leave Maxwell with his mother until she died I didn't come for anything urgent."

"really? But, Maxwell should understand if Daddy is having trouble coming home," replied Violet understand the position of Mr. Marcello who just nodded resignedly.

"She hated me because her mother died right in front of her knowing about my affair."

Mr. Marcello's mind is very embarrassed if Violet finds out. Maxwell's hatred was ingrained but why until now Maxwell seemed reluctant to play weapons with him.

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In a different place. Still in the room that had been a silent witness and the ears of the listener to a young man who had been lying weak now seemed to have changed back like the previous nights.

His body was stretched out on the bed with one hand supporting his head and one arm in the bandage was the top of the smooth flat stomach. He did not wear any clothes, including the blanket he let down on the floor.

"Be careful with your views. You can lose control," his sexy hiss stared cunningly at Maxwell who was standing next to the bed looking at him full of daggers.

Obviously Maxwell was eager to tear off the head of this beautiful woman but it would have an impact on little Evelyne who would be in pain.

"You pushed him?" maxwell infuriated with horrifying intonation.

The corner of those sexy fresh pink lips shot up forming a mysterious smile that only Maxwell could decipher.

"You think?"

"You want to hurt my body. Hm?" lirih Evelyne with a terrified expression mocked Maxwell who was already boiling violently. His chest rose and fell with a very deadly gaze peering out.

"do it. I'm not going to fight you. Let's do!"

"You think you're smart?" hiss Maxwell with both hands clenched. Instead of being angry like Evelyne had suddenly turned quieter like he already knew how Maxwell was acting.

"Thank you for praising me. I'm so flattered."

"All right," Maxwell said, walking calmly to the left side of the bed. His gaze did not turn away from Evelyne but was still within the eye area.

"This time you didn't tie my hand? You're not afraid I'm gonna attack you. Hm?"

Maxwell was silent with his asphalt flat face but Evelyne was immediately jolted when the roof of the room opened automatically until his eyes immediately widened to see hundreds of insects that were so disgusting to him.

"K..You're.."

He looked at Maxwell who was already leaning against the wall of the room with a sly turning gaze and a disdainful devil's sneer.

"K..You're.. You're the fuck. Haa???" evelyne snapped directly to the Head of the bed when Hundreds or even Thousands of colored Butterflies from the outside ceiling cold and dark there stormed into the room.

Evelyne was pale and sweating coldly. His heart was racing with a look of hate, disgust and dislike of this one animal.

"GET THIS OUT OF ME!!!"

Evelyne's screams blew the pillows around her expelling the beautiful Insects in Evelyne's small but disgusting eyes.

Evelyne with her innocent body wavered until she fell to the floor with the curse and swearing out swallowing Maxwell who had a breaststroke not far from her.

"MAN IDIOOTT!! ELIMINATE THEM!!"

"Why? Aren't you smart. Hm?" maxwell actually roused Evelyne's fiery rage kicking and dispelling the hundreds of Butterflies surrounding his Body.

Evelyne's breathing panted and her legs suddenly couldn't move a little trembled. He dodged it with the Pillow under his feet but it was in vain. They were more and more even this room was already filled with fragrance and its beautiful wings were brightly colored.

"STAY THEM AWAY FROM ME!!! L'M.. I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!! I'M GONNA WIPE YOU OUT!!"

Looking at Evelyne who was usually so arrogant and very haughty now like a Cat in the tiger snare Maxwell's deadly smile never dimmed.

"You think I'm that stupid. Hm?"

"K.you.." Evelyne looked pale.

Maxwell doesn't care. He walked calmly to the sofa in the corner of the room with eyes like enjoying the inner torture for Evelyne in the middle of this room.

"IDIOOT MAN!!"

"You're an idiot" Maxwell muttered in response to Evelyne's seemingly helpless curse. He seemed to really dislike this creature until his breath began to be irregular.

"K..You're.."

"I'll stop him if you obey me" Maxwell said with a serious facial expression.

Instead of confirming Evelyne directly threw the Vase near the Bed towards him but Maxwell's feet were very good at brushing it until it broke onto this cold floor.

"I.. Will never SUBMIT TO YOU!!!" the fiery Evelyne snapped made Maxwell's patience that was only as thin as a tissue was instantly lifeless.

"good. I won't hold it back anymore" Maxwell snapped his finger until the sky of the room was fully opened revealing the outside world with thousands of Butterflies entering Evelyne who immediately wanted to run but couldn't.

"STOP THIS!!!"

It is densest to the door of the room that has been locked automatically by the security system. Maxwell supported his proud feet with one hand on the handle of the Sofa and the other supporting the temple looks very, very charming and charismatic.

Moreover. Three buttons of his shirt were open showing muscles from his field chest and a perfectly firm neck.

Honestly Evelyne's body was like Ice Cream that looked delicious in the eyes of men but Maxwell could still control himself.

"STOP THIS!!"

"Currently," Maxwell only saw how Evelyne was pressed and not wrinkled.

He had been thinking about this since Evelyne fell earlier. If Evelyne is the opposite of this woman then the thing they like and can't Maxwell infer with his ingenious brain.

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