My Little Devil's

Raped Evelyne?

After being satisfied with the plan tonight, Maxwell finally returned to his company. Well, it can be said he is still comfortable living in a room that is not as spacious as the room in the residence but no less luxurious as well.

The man with a tall and stocky body was calling near the window of the room but the glance actually scanned Evelyne who had since returned from the House was strange.

He always stayed away from Maxwell and sort of avoided him. Not to mention Maxwell was aware and very clearly saw the stomach of Evelyne enlarged and he was sure there was something hidden this naughty woman there earlier.

"You take care of it. Execute all my well-arranged plans!"

"I understand. Master!"

Jirome's voice responded to Maxwell's stern words, shutting down the connection and turning to Evelyne's stare out loud on the Sofa.

Evelyne who felt in the face of the charms of a million men can only be silent pretending not to know with the spider web that he was carrying had been hidden in the closet Leen little, Leen, smart right?!

"Why are you looking at me like that?" evelyne asked open the hat on her head until the mid-back hair was beautifully unraveled.

"What did you get?"

"Many!" spontaneously Evelyne immediately patted his lips for mispronouncing. It made Maxwell's eyes sharpen walking closer to Evelyne who was just relaxed even though his heart would come out in there.

"I mean there is, just one photo! I've been looking into Old Bangka's guest room and into Leg Four's room but found nothing else."

"Show me that photo!" pinta Maxwell sat next to Evelyne 10 inches away. Maxwell always kept her from getting too close because this woman was very dangerous.

"Why are you so far away from me?" ketus Evelyne narrowed her eyes full of intimidation.

"Hurry now!" maxwell panted.

"You don't like being close to me? you'd rather eat the Four Legs. Hm?" evelyne's circus heard the conversation from upstairs moreover the sound of their debate was very loud and penetrated the wall.

Maxwell only sighed deeply with the timeless flat facial expression of his handsome face.

"I ate a little, just a complement!"

"Curtain, but you like it?" hiss Evelyne raised one of his eyebrows swooping until Maxwell immediately flicked his forehead.

Evelyne's screeches peacock directly rubbed his painful forehead. Why this man likes to flick his forehead when there are other parts that must be flicked, haiss.. That's not what I meant.

"You.. You're a fuckin' fuckin' talk!!"

Maxwell was silent but there was a thin smile on Evelyne's favorite sexy lips. Rona held back the anxiety she hid by throwing her face to the side.

"My wounds haven't healed yet and now you're adding new wounds!"

"Following your drama" Maxwell stared at Evelyne, who grumbled as he rubbed his forehead. The small bandage on his forehead looks untidy because of the hat earlier.

"Let's try flicking your forehead. Your eyes will widen ready to swallow me alive" Evelyne wrote, but it was funny in Maxwell's eyes that eventually pulled themselves close until their thighs touched.

"What do you want?" when Maxwell tidied the strands of hair straight behind the ear.

The big, burly finger turned to rub the former flick earlier on Evelyne's forehead which in fact did not apply. Of course not because Maxwell just flickering anxious not angry or furious.

He also opened the small bandage to see that the blisters on Evelyne's head were dry and no longer bleeding.

"It still hurts?" her tenderness made Evelyne's soul melt. If the women out there saw this would've wanted to climb the wall, was that too much?

Of course not. The proof is now that Evelyne's face is flushed looking at the very warm and increasingly charming statue of Maxwell's carving heart. He could not resist the turmoil until he threw a brief kiss to Maxwell's lips.

Cupp..

The man's face was blankly glued to the deep with Evelyne's ash bead that was not awkward to do so.

"Don't give this to anyone else. Watch out if you carelessly let them kiss you," Evelyne firmly patted the chest of Maxwell's field that felt she was going to explode with this woman's words.

Oh God. Why can't I refuse it? I want to kiss her more than that.

Maxwell's mind churned. His jaw had gone up and down staring at Evelyne's sweet red lips that he had tasted and the unmitigated taste made Maxwell's common sense messed up.

"Emmm.. Do you want to do that with me?"

"Yahoo!!"

Maxwell immediately coughed violently at Evelyne's shameless speech. He threw his face in any direction avoiding Evelyne's pretty face that was shaking his soul.

"I've been working hard tonight, you said you'd give me a present. Let's do it now!"

"K..you..what's the talk?! Don't slur," Maxwell brushed aside Evelyne's delicate hand that had touched her chest. Maxwell's breath until it is not smooth to imagine the meaning of the crazy invitation in his head.

"I'm not slurring. We talked about that in the car. You remember that, right?"

"E..Evelyne! Your hands.."

Siaall!! Is he crazy?? If I lose control everything will be fucked up.

Maxwell's scream brushed Evelyne's hand that rubbed her chests mischievously with a gaze full of plans and into curiosity.

"I never promised!! don't come near!" elak Maxwell tried to distance himself and dodge but Evelyne was already like a hot worm floating around at will.

Not denied Maxwell's body responded even he occasionally twitched because Evelyne's hand entered the sidelines of his shirt.

"Let's show it to me! What are you hiding. Hm?"

"You.. You'reinsane. Haa??" hiss Maxwell stood wanting to leave but Evelyne immediately pulled him back to sit on the sofa even this woman sassyly climbed up on her thighs.

"Come on. Don't be shy!"

"Geelynee!!! This is not true!!" push Maxwell because he's getting harder and harder to control.

Maxwell's rebellion could not prevent Evelyne's growing curiosity. He forcefully tore off Maxwell's shirt until it was strewn across the floor.

"Geelynee!!" maxwell's screams are frustrated raped like this. His face was red and his breath was hunting when Evelyne's hands were already clutching his chest.

The sparkling gray eyes can see sexy muscle bulges and tease Maxwell with the right portion of the body.

"You are amazing. I like this!" his his hiss felt Maxwell's chest to the point of touching a boxy stomach that he could not avoid.

When Evelyne's eyes were fixed on the part of the zipper that had swelled, Maxwell's hand immediately covered the core.

"Don't close!" press Evelyne threateningly but Maxwell shook his head weakly with an already hot cold body.

"Don't. You're.. You'll be sorry. Evelyne!"

"Open up!! Or I'll force you!" he again tried to get rid of both of Maxwell's burly hands that swore for whatever he felt at Rape.

"Open!!"

"Easy! I could die standing up because of you!!" maxwell growled but soon grimaced as Evelyne pinched the tompel on his chest until Maxwell's two reflexes came off.

Not willing to waste this opportunity Evelyne directly gripped the prominent part until Maxwell snarled violently with their hands**mas the outskirts of the Sofa.

Shiiiiit!!!

"Hard! Why can?" muttered Evelyne without sin. He stared at Maxwell's already inflamed red handsome face with sweat running down his forehead and neck.

His lips were tightly closed with his head stirring withstanding the intense turmoil that was stirring his mind.

"E..Evelynes.."

"You're making me want to see it more!" hiss Evelyne immediately pulled the zipper of Maxwell's trousers which quickly pushed Evelyne to the floor.

"Maxweeell!!" he shouted when this athletic man walked quickly towards the exit of the room with the appearance of already can not be said okay.

Not wanting to be wasted again, Evelyne rose up to chase Maxwell who hangs straight out of the room to close the door tightly and quickly.

Bammm.. The sound of the door on the slam was great.

"Open up!!! Open Pintunyaa!!"

Evelyne's loud voice was accompanied by the sound of her death kick. Maxwell leaned weakly against the wall next to him slowly slumped to the floor with both legs stretched stiff.

His desire soared to make his body hot and shivering. Resisting the pain in his head because his must immediately vomit to attract frustration Maxwell's soul.

"Shit! She's.."

Erang Maxwell fix zipper pants that bulky and can no longer be closed because Mine already suffocates Bokser that feels tight.

As a result Maxwell can only remove the Shirt on his body to cover the part. When Maxwell tried to endure the pain in his head suddenly the door of this workroom opened.

In fact, Jirome who was surprised to see his Master was already chaotic and looked very tortured. He walked over occasionally looking at the door of the room being hit from inside.

"Master! What the hell's going on? Why are you like this?"

Maxwell did not answer. He supported the sweat on his sturdy neck and stared firmly at Jirome even though his breath was a bit shivering.

"What's the room next to empty?" asked Maxwell to go solo because he's going to die here.

"Yes. The master! I'll get it ready!" jirome replied knowing Maxwell was holding back his desire.

He is not looking for a woman because Maxwell does not like his body in touch and moreover this valuable asset is still a virgin of the womanhood burrow.

Inner Jirome shuddered in horror as she began to understand what raped her Master to this extent. The turn was an Ancient woman who was always curious and pushy.

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