My Little Devil's

New Boss?

Maxwell's high expectations of Evelyne's obedient attitude will bow to him tonight instantly dashed. He did not expect Evelyne would threaten him with a very difficult choice and so tested Maxwell's patience that really felt futile setting up a Batman trap like this.

How not? Now Evelyne was sitting so haughtily on the edge of the bed with an unusual gaze always dominating Maxwell who was frozen in his Sofia.

"Why silence? Hm."

Maxwell closed his eyes to be inedible by the embers Evelyne was burning in his chest. This woman threatened that if the Butterfly was not immediately removed then she would hurt her own body.

Of course it will have an impact on the little Evelyne who will continue to suffer from the injuries caused by the beautiful demon inside her.

"If you don't obey me I won't hesitate to hurt your daughter's little body."

"She's not my daughter" Maxwell said in a flat, unfriendly tone.

Hearing that Evelyne wore a relaxed smile but clearly greatly underestimated Maxwell. He still dared to sit naked like that until Maxwell had to bend his gaze.

"The poor girl. He was so hopeful that the man he considered his Daddy would acknowledge his existence. But.."

"You must not aggravate his mood," growled Maxwell lifting his gaze.

At once Evelyne was irritated because obviously Maxwell did care about Evelyne little. But, he still had room to torment the inner boy in order to hand himself over to the vengeful adult Evelyne.

"good. I won't bother him, but if you want to follow my will."

"You think I can bargain?" maxwell sizzle but a little laugh full of Evelyne's plan runs very smooth and bright.

"Who wants to make an offer. Hm?"

"You.."

"It's A COMMAND," Evelyne pressed with a serious expression and was eager to do so.

Maxwell silent. In his face the beautiful face full of anger and hatred fire deep until he found a very great killing desire in Evelyne.

The ash bead was blazing hot. His hands continued to clench with quiet gestures but Maxwell could see the seething turmoil that Evelyne was enduring.

"What do you want me to do?"

"yeah. That's what I want to hear," Evelyne liked the sentence just now. Maxwell just threw away his annoyed face because he could not continue to oppose Evelyne who obviously could not comply easily.

"Say!"

"Easy enough. You just have to run everything I want" Evelyne said, needing Maxwell's power to find the people who attacked her temple that night.

"I don't accept a woman like you."

"No need to overdo it. Mr. Idiot," hiss Evelyne made Maxwell immediately straighten his body with a look of annoyance and great disbelief Evelyne said it was this long back.

"You.. What did you say?" maxwell asked, hardening his face.

"I-D-I-O-TW. Hear that?"

"Damn it!" furious Maxwell clenched his hands with his body turned back to Evelyne who was very testing his patience.

"You don't have to worry. I'm not going to interfere in your personal affairs because I'm not interested either,"

"Hm. You think I'm interested?" umpat Maxwell rubbed his Tampan's face rough. What sins did he do until he was given a reply to meet this demonic woman.

"good. Don't waste any more time! You're working tonight,"

"Working?" mumbled Maxwell astonished then turned to look at Evelyne who was unlucky to be standing right behind him makes Maxwell spontaneously retreat otherwise he will hit the most beautiful hill.

"S..Since when are you.."

"You get information about little Evelyne with young. I want you to find the man who destroyed my temple that night and you need to find it" Evelyne said, not caring about Maxwell's discomfort when he was close to her.

Before answering that. Maxwell first stepped wide towards his Wardrobe which was always prepared because he rarely returned to the Residence.

Evelyne furrowed her brows when she saw Maxwell rummaging through the large luxurious closet pulling a single strand of white Shirt that was immediately thrown into her face.

"You!!!"

"Wear it!" sternly Maxwell did not want to dirty his eyes again. He stepped near the bed to his back to Eveline who was staring strangely at the thing in his hand.

This doesn't suit me.

One sentence that flashed through his mind until with an innocent face he tore this object made Maxwell surprised when the Shirt was thrown back into his face.

"THEN YOU WANT TO WEAR WHAT. HA??" maxwell had lost his temper. If you can see it with your eyes, your eyes have a lot of smoke coming out of your ears and a fire burning in your head.

"That's too big," Evelyne answered walking herself towards the Wardrobe past Maxwell who directly massaged her temple.

"I'm going crazy" muttered Maxwell, letting Evelyne tear through her closet in clothes she didn't like, and flew back into Maxwell's body.

After some time torturing the man, Evelyne finally found a short-sleeved shirt owned by Maxwell and a black Boxer that he had been holding.

With a tough turn he showed the object to Maxwell who immediately stood up quickly wanted to seize it but Evelyne had hidden it behind his back.

"Give it!!!"

"I want this. Your clothes are all oversized" Evelyne said, making Maxwell's blood boil. He doesn't know how to handle this fucking woman anymore.

"I'll find another one. Put it back!"

"I don't have much time" answered Evelyne, who was after Dawn.

He immediately put the thing on until Maxwell could no longer prevent it. Shirt short-sleeved shirt is like a slender body and only a few parts that should contain in extra protrusion.

Feeling ready, Evelyne walked ahead of Maxwell who saw that Evelyne's chest was more prominent and could not be hidden. As a result he held the woman's arm to stay beside him.

"What's wrong?"

Maxwell was silent. He grabbed the shirt that was torn earlier and tore a few more pieces until the shape was like a long piece of cloth as wide as two palms.

"Down your clothes!" Her request was a bit awkward not looking at Evelyne's body at all.

"What do you want?"

"Call it!" decah Maxwell took care of his eyes so much that Evelyne put the shirt up to his neck.

With a bit stiff Maxwell approached to erode the distance. The smell of this masculine and stocky perfume made Evelyne silently turn her face in any direction.

Maxwell. He wrapped a piece of this cloth into Evelyne's chest and made a bond behind her delicate back. Maxwell accidentally felt the softness of Evelyne's skin that made him have to swallow to survive.

"K..You're.."

"Too tight?" maxwell asked because he was tying rather strongly. Evelyne felt the heat on her face to instantly push the chest of Maxwell's field to make the distance wider.

The two immediately turned their backs to each other with a sudden awkwardness coming. Evleyne felt her red face and realized that Maxwell was making Bera for her.

"Let down your shirt and coat it with the shirt in the closet!"

"That's too hot" Evelyne murmured, it was unusual to wear clothes too thick and that's why she liked to escape.

"Wear if you want to get out of here!"

"But.."

Maxwell reached for his body on the bed and then stepped out toward the automatically opened door. Not wanting to be betrayed, Evelyne ended up wearing a black shirt in the closet

He rushed to follow Maxwell who seemed to be standing in front of the door of his office like talking to someone.

"Begging Jack to wait for me at Headquarters!"

"Master! What about Evelyne?" asked Jirome who was still worried about the boy.

"He's.."

Maxwell's words were cut short when Evelyne suddenly walked past them with a flat face and a scanning gaze of the Building.

Suddenly Jirome was shocked to see a woman as beautiful as this suddenly came out of his master's room let alone Shirts, T-shirts and..

"Hurry now! I can't wait" Evelyne said in a haughty fashion, stepping away in the direction she liked.

What made Jirome even more vulnerable was that Maxwell followed the arrogant woman even though her face had frozen hard.

"A.. What's the matter?" lirih Jirome until pecking in place. The members in front were also shocked to see Evelyne as the Boss leading the way before their Master.

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