My Little Devil's

I warned you

The pictures of the little boy were clearly on his desk. The various poses look very pretty and have their own distinctive features.

Obviously he had never seen this boy before let alone with his behavior so agile and energetic enough to be admired to roam around in such a big and cruel Company.

"When was he there?"

Ask a man with thick black hair and a thin crack in his jaw. The look looks masculine with a characteristic calm gaze but can turn sharp.

His sturdy body is wrapped in a coat stelan like a reliable Businessman with part of his neck there is Eagle Tattoo that adds to the impression of dashing but also terrible.

"Master! In view of the previous few days, this kid was in the Company already 2 Weeks ago. He came in the Man's own car."

"With him," muttered Dawson who pulled the corner of his thin lips. He was holding a cigarette that was half-living.

His gaze filled with plan and accuracy was immediately revealed to make Keylo young man accomplice could only quietly wait for orders.

"There is a high chance that the child has a good relationship with him. The master! Moreover, we tried to find the identity of the boy but could not seem to have been covered by someone."

"Who knows better about hiding than he does?! Disgusting man," he sis Dawson squeezed his cigarette butts that were still burning until his hands were certainly on fire.

But. His hatred for Maxwell was ingrained to the point that any wound would not hurt so much in his body.

"Look how I turned things around. You'll feel it too."

"Master! you just calm down. We've sent some spies to oversee the area of his company. They're in our sights" explains Keylo providing all that.

Because he was so impatient to wait for the destruction of the proud and arrogant Man, Dawson immediately whistled lightly to see these adorable photos until he chuckled at the cry of Maxwell who asked for forgiveness.

"You're too confident. How many lives my people have died in your hands and you have to pay for it. MAXWELL!!"

Keylo was silent. He knew the enmity between the Black Devil led by Maxwell and Dawson's Deamon Dark was triggered only by a woman.

It's been years, but Dawson hasn't forgotten the cruelty of Maxwell killing a woman Dawson likes in front of his own eyes. As a result both compete in the underworld but Dawson has always been a true rival for Maxwell who also does not want to give up.

"Injure this child as a Greeting Meeting!!"

"good. Master!"

Keylo replied and then contacted their members who were already on the spot. This will be a greeting on the first day of the meeting after a long wait.

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In a different place. This time Mentari has been replaced by a new moon panorama that appears after waiting long enough.

The atmosphere of the city again feels festive but not everyone can feel the warmth. Only a few humans were still staring coldly at all the things that he thought were completely meaningless.

"When do you want to stand there?"

Ketus Maxwell who just entered the room carrying a plastic containing food. He had cleaned himself up to dress casually with short-sleeved shirts and long black jeans add to the impression of youth and charm that increases.

He put these things on the table near the sofa and then sat himself down to look at a woman with a great shirt that had been taken from Lemarinya.

He stood by the large window of the room looking at the quiet area under the Company only a flickering light remained.

"What's the head?!"

Maxwell was lazy to greet him again. He chose to take a piece of Sandwich separating 3 pieces of Lettuce and then just ate it with a large mouthful of haughty.

All that can not be separated from the glare of sharp ash Evelyne who just silently saw Maxwell separating some vegetables that he did not like.

"When is your job done?"

One question came out after being silent for quite a while. Maxwell did not answer at all. It was as if not hearing him make Evelyne's blood boil.

"I'm asking you, you IDIOT!!"

"I don't know who you're calling" muttered Maxwell chewing his Sandwich without turning to Evelyne, who snorted in annoyance.

"You don't waste my time!!"

"My time is precious too" replied Maxwell wiping his lips with a tissue and leaning against this sofa with one leg supported as if ruling here.

Of course Evelyne does not like being ordered and played like this. With overflowing anger he walked up to Maxwell who did not care about him.

Maxwell remained silent until Evelyne immediately wanted to throw this food but Maxwell immediately stood pulling Evelyne's shoulder until it fell onto the long sofa below.

His body was strongly pressed with a sharp gaze the two of them clashed with each other to maintain their respective egos.

"Open-pass!!"

He tried to escape the clutches of Maxwell's gallant body that really did not give him a reproach to move even a little.

"Jelp!!!"

"Don't let my patience run out" Maxwell sizzled. Evelyne's face that looks completely indifferent to make Maxwell have to give a rough squeeze on his shoulder.

"I'm not your man. Understood?"

"You forgot? We have a deal," Evelyne growled into a fistfight with Maxwell who really did not like the harsh nature of this one Devil.

"My time is not that much to accompany you to sit back and relax" he added with lips almost touching each other.

Evelyne really did not care about their intimate position especially if Maxwell lowered his head a little then surely they would kiss. Evelyne's chest was also firmly attached to her with her nose touching each other.

For Maxwell this was a dangerous thing but for him it was just a useless pose.

"I don't care about you. GOTIT?"

"You think I care about you?" hiss Maxwell equally gave his sneaky gaze.

Evelyne's lips instantly thinned with a trivial look very typical of him.

"Don't you care about your little Leen?"

"You're not him" said Maxwell, but Evelyne chuckled with amusement at this handsome sculpture that was very, very close to him.

He admitted Maxwell's face was so handsome and dazzling without any flaws. But, unfortunately, this is too sad.

"I'm warning you one thing."

Evelyne's face began to look up to just an inch Maxwell move then his first kiss will be taken this woman.

Evelyne's gesture was so subtle but so aggressive. He can arouse the desire of the opposite sex only with a seductive look and red lips that like to kiss him.

"He's very dangerous,"

Maxwell's mind wanted to pull away but Evelyne immediately twisted his neck until he fell back on the woman's body.

Maxwell's chest rumbled with unstable breathing as Evelyne turned to hug him with her butt-backed chin to Maxwell's sturdy shoulder.

This gentle breath hit his ears that felt mixed to withstand the turmoil of the seduction of Queen Medusa.

Shitt's. Why is he wilder than I thought?

"Don't pay too much attention to it. You'll regret it later on" Evelyne whispered in a crumbling voice of martyrdom.

Maxwell was silent for a moment digesting Evelyne's words just now. What does this mean?

"I warned you from the beginning. Hm? Don't blame me when it comes. I-D-I-O-T," he presses and pushes Maxwell's shoulder rough until he sits back down.

Maxwell's face, which had originally been seen wanting to kill him, immediately stared blankly at Evelyne's cold ash bead, which sat with both feet raised to the table.

"What do you mean?"

Evelyne just silently chose to play her plump nails with a very mysterious smile. I can't wait to see that moment coming.

"What's wrong with Leen?"

"Of course. At least I warned you before. Hm?" mumbled Evelyne closed his eyes but from the blemish of the beautiful eyelids he caught the restless look of Maxwell who looked so thoughtful about it.

"I wish you'd cry blood when that time comes" Inner Evelyne did not care about the trail Leen made. The goal was achieved and it was the best.

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