My Little Devil's

A stressful meeting

After tracing the origin of the sound of falling water, they can finally breathe a sigh of relief when from a dozen meters it looks there are rocks full of moss and the fresh hue of natural waters.

Jirome-pun can't wait to see his reflection on the surface of the water because from that moment the smell of moist soil and wet leaves is what makes it stuffy.

"Master! It looks like the waterfall is so fresh!"

Maxwell did not answer. He just stood silently staring ahead with intense glare of sharp eyes. Jirome-pun felt astonished but did not dare to move before the Master consumed.

"What's wrong? Master!"

"Repid aroma!" maxwell's murmurs sharpened his sense of smell. He observed the wild grass around him that seemed to have been broken and broken. It is likely that a person or animal of considerable size has ever passed through it.

"Is that a danger?"

"Watch out! Here something is past" Maxwell replied with a glance fixed on some twigs as high as his broken waist.

Is there a tiger or something like that around here?!

The basic question in Maxwell's mind. He thought for a moment with the watchful gaze of Jirome who had prepared the knife in her hand.

"If it's an enemy, I'll slam it!"

"Think so," Maxwell muttered, not paying much heed to Jirome. He immediately walked down the damaged bush while being alert with a gun behind his jacket.

The more Maxwell approached, the greater the vibration of curiosity. When there is soft soil, there is a print of human footprints.

"Master! You are right. Someone must have been monitoring us here."

"You watch here and see if anyone comes near me!" maxwell's edict was taken by Jirome. He changes weapons with Maxwell who switches to using a knife for a melee weapon while Jirome is on standby with a gun in her hand.

Maxwell's alert and dashing steps began to descend from the bush area. He climbed a small rock on the edge of the waterfall which in fact is large and wide.

Large rocks on the banks of the river blocked Maxwell's view of the water. He only saw the place around him observing every trace and scratch of the moss scraping away the stone.

"The trace is new. Then he's here!"

Maxwell's mind stopped his steps near a large rock that was not the object of his focus. He walked down the edge of the waterfall to observe some damage to the edge of the ground and the footprints that were getting closer in a pond formed by the arrangement of rocks and right there in the middle of the clear water that is dusty.

The closer Maxwell got to his heart, he started pumping a little bit more as if he was nervous but impatient. His sturdy legs were treading on small, wet rocks from splashing water until Maxwell held his breath on the stone footing ended.

When he wanted to look into this pool suddenly there was a person's hand that pulled his foot from the edge of the rock directly splashed into the water.

"You..."

Maxwell could not open his eyes because his head was directly buried into the bottom of the water surface and the knife in his hand was struck by something strong to stay down.

The ground at the bottom of this pool rose upwards obscuring his eyes so Maxwell could not take any chances. He changed position quickly because his strength could not be held by the hand of someone who had grabbed his hair.

"Hmmm!!!"

Screeches held someone in there because Maxwell strangled his neck. When it appeared on the surface of the water Maxwell saw both feet level and white there are scratches on the palm.

It didn't take long for Maxwell to recognize this leg until his eyes widened to guess who he was now drowning.

"E..Evelyne!!"

Maxwell pulled this woman's body to the surface until her face immediately pale when a woman who was almost a week left it was coughing.

"Yuk!!! A.. I'm.."

"Darling! Excuse me.. I'm sorry!" maxwell panicked between shock and shock. So did Evelyne who widened his eyes to see the wet handsome face Maxwell who he thought was Leonard.

Am I dreaming? Why is he here?!

Evelyne's mind stared unblinkingly at the same Maxwell but he tried to pat Evelyne on the back so as not to choke on the water again.

"No! I.I dream again!" muttered Evelyne rubbed her face rough wanting to take off the winding of Maxwell's hand on her waist but it was a pity that this was too tight.

"Evelynes! Why would.. Why are you here? And.. Your clothes.."

"You're visiting my dreams don't be a cabull! After all, we will not be able to fight," Ketus Evelyne considers Maxwell just a flower of sleep because every night he always dreamed of the handsome face of the father of his fetus.

Unlike Evelyne who considers illusion, Maxwell actually wants to shout loudly because now Evelyne is really on his face.

"Darling! It's me and you're okay, right? Did I hurt your neck and.."

"You don't care about me anymore, do you? To kill me!" rutuk Evelyne draped both hands to the sturdy neck of Maxwell who did not care if now the knife was lost to where.

He shook his head hard to see the strangulation that caused a great guilt.

"It's not like that! I just.."

"Even you weren't looking for me. I had to run away from them in order to meet you. But, you just want to come through the dream," Evelyne softened Maxwell's chest hurt. He immediately cupped these smooth white cheeks with full of longing and love from her.

"No. This isn't a dream. L'm.. Aass!!" maxwell sizzled as Evelyne bit his lips until Jirome who was in the back there was shocked.

"Aging!!"

"You brought Jirome in our dreams?" evelyne asked silly even though he had made Maxwell must immediately remove the jacket on his body.

"You.."

"Stopiii" Maxwell firmly wrapped Evelyne's body in his jacket and hugged the woman tightly so that Evelyne's front was invisible.

Jirome who had seen the top of his Master's head could only obey with a gun was ready to explode.

"Master! Are you locking the enemy? I heard the sound of water ripples and your voice here!"

Maxwell was silent. Between happy but also unable to express his feelings because now Evelyne is found in a hot mode that he is not willing to share.

Evelyne who was silent was trying to digest all this. He stared at Maxwell's handsome face, even their noses were touching each other with breaths greeting each other.

So did Maxwell. The more in the face of the feeling the more real even Maxwell could not stem his longing immediately grabbed the pink lips rather pale Evelyne who also closed his eyes.

He did not refuse and instead replied full of sensation to make Jirome's forehead frown in wonder. Why didn't you answer?! Is he hurt?!

Benak Jirome was worried. Between wanting to get closer but afraid to break the command but if silent he was just restless.

Nevermind! What matters is that I must protect you.

He thought immediately continue his steps with his head slightly pulled forward to see what happened.

How surprised Jirome saw Maxwell kissing a woman who was not so he saw her face because it was covered with a burly body. Jirome's face was pale with a body shaking in cold heat mixed together because she did not expect her Master to be like this.

"T..mr!" lirih Jirome stared stiffly at Maxwell's heat struggle that seemed to have lost its mind and was not aware of the world. He only smelled full of longing and disrelief expressing the turmoil that tormented him.

Unlike Maxwell who is expressing his feelings. Jirome was disappointed, she did not expect Maxwell to turn away because he only saw an unemployed woman in this pool.

Nah! Evelyne's waiting for us and you can't be like this.

Benak Jirome immediately fired a shot up to make Evelyne was surprised to take off his kiss. Maxwell's frozen face held Evelyne to his body.

"Master! I didn't think you'd do this!"

"Stop your bullshit!" flat Maxwell wanted to turn around but Jirome had already spoken out.

"Take that woman off because you have to pick up Evelyne! You shouldn't be like this, sir! She's pregnant and you're spending time with..."

"You're talking about me?" evelyne's question poked her head over Maxwell's shoulder until Jirome almost choked on her own breath.

Deggs..

"K.you..."

He stammered to the point of closing his mouth in disbelief at what he had just seen. God seemed to side with them by facilitating the search for this ancient woman.

Between happy and happy Jirome wanted to join the pool to hug Evelyne but yet he stepped closer suddenly Maxwell's voice shook his heart.

"BALANCE!!"

"T.mr.."

"Don't look here!" maxwell firmly and inevitably Jirome obeyed. He heard the sound of water ripples that showed that Maxwell was carrying Evelyne up because the water temperature was very cold.

"How long has it been here? Your skin is pale!" maxwell muttered, sitting Evelyne on a large rock near the pond, and he saw the strangulation.

But, Maxwell's focus was on Evelyne's arm that was like being twisted by something until it was red and slightly bruised.

His jaw hardened with a fists strengthened suspecting that the fucking kidnapper was torturing.

"They tortured you?" cold Maxwell grabbed Evelyne's arm into his big grip.

Evelyne was silent but immediately shook her head. That made Maxwell cast a sharp look at him.

"This what?? Who did this to you. huh?" cecer Maxwell with a strong killing intent and Evelyne honestly pointed towards the loss of the poor snake.

"So he went there!"

"Damlive!!!" maxwell snapped until Jirome turned around but her eyes closed. Evelyne just silently hugged the spoiled muscular waist Maxwell which made her forget nature.

"Yes. Master!"

"Get the fucker to the left of your hand!" maxwell and Jirome nodded. He faced to the side of his body and immediately jumped over these rocks to see if there were any enemies there.

However, after searching around Jirome did not see any other humans here. Only a Snake has been floating behind a rock with a mid-body like a hard object.

"Bring him to me!!" maxwell's growling has turned blue so much. He wanted to catch up with Jirome but he was afraid Evelyne would go again and not let go of his grip on this lentic hand.

"Max!"

"Did he touch your body?!" maxwell asked because he thought Evelyne's clothes must have been pulled or torn. Her favorite woman made her own plan.

Evelyne shook her head to look at the stone she was sitting on, there were still patches of blood of the animal.

"So I banged him here!" pointing to his seat.

Seeing there's blood on Maxwell's getting angry. He could not hold back until he immediately wanted to catch up with Jirome who had shown the dead Serpent's body on his arm.

"Master!"

"You're blind. Haa?? It's not a human!!"

"Max!" sela Evelyne answered Maxwell's snaps at the erroneous Jirome. Obviously he only saw this snake there without anyone.

"Darling! I'll make sure they pay for this!"

"So he's your enemy?" evelyne asked gazing towards the Snake that Jirome had placed onto a nearby rock.

Maxwell's forehead shriveled but Evelyne made her speech clear.

"That was the one who wanted to attack me!"

"That??" maxwell asked with his flat face.

"Yes. I asked nicely but he immediately wanted to attack me. Though I just want to soak here," explained Evelyne tucked a resentful tone while hugging Maxwell's sturdy arm that was silent as well as Jirome.

The gaze of the misguided man glared at the wound on the body of this Snake. Suddenly he took a deep breath because again he could not guess the death of someone in the hands of the woman.

"At least you died at the hands of a beautiful woman!" jirome muttered back towards the direction she was standing before but Maxwell felt a little relieved that Evelyne was fine.

"You're making me not breathe!" muttered Maxwell tightly hugged Evelyne who also did not hesitate to reply.

"Much I want to tell you. Max!"

"Hm. We talk about it when we're home. You have to change your clothes because you can catch a cold!" maxwell whispers Evelyne in Bridal Style. She did not want to discuss pregnancy even though now her chest feels so light and very energized.

Maxwell had not had time to explore the pool area suddenly they were in the field of a herd of dogs that immediately made Maxwell's sharp eyes alert.

"Max! He's coming!" lirih Evelyne came down from Maxwell's sling who was watching the movement of these wild animals. There were some people who surrounded them with complete weapons.

"You won't be able to take him!!"

The loud voice of Leonard standing near the bush was 7 meters away from them. The stature and anger of Leonard can not be ignored.

Maxwell felt how domineering this man was but could not shake his male soul. He pulled Evelyne's arm into the back of his stout body, which was clearly imprinted because the clothes he was wearing were wet.

Leonard-pun. He saw Maxwell so guarded Evelyne that the top of the woman's head had to sink to her broad shoulders.

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