The Queen's Back (Mona and Maxwell) novel Chapter 155

Chapter 155 

When Mona was pressed against Maxwell’s body, she felt she froze. Her body was stiff in Maxwell’s arms. She could only allow Maxwell to do anything to her. 

Mona’s thick eyelashes trembled slightly. After a while, she raised her hand to hug him and began to respond to his enthusiasm. 

The room had a slight chill to it. As the wind and rain lashed against the large floor–to–ceiling windows, Mona was oblivious to the cold. Maxwell entirely controlled her, and they shared a kiss that lasted for nearly half an hour. 

Maxwell’s forehead was pressed against Mona’s. His voice was a little hoarse and mixed with hot breath. “Mona, I really love you, and I’m lucky. You love me too. 

The word “love” was the heaviest in the world. She could feel how deep Maxwell’s love was. 

Mona felt that she was almost unable to breathe. How much did Maxwell love her in her previous life? Then he avenged her after her death and was willing to die in the end. 

Mona wondered how lonely he felt when he was avenging her. She didn’t dare to imagine how difficult it was for him to spend each day. 

Mona thought, ‘In this life, I owe Maxwell a debt that I will never be able to repay.‘ She subconsciously grabbed Maxwell’s tie, and her red lips parted slightly. “Maxwell, I love you more than you think.” Hence, she felt more secure. 

Maxwell held Mona close in his embrace. His handsome face was pressed intimately against hers, as he tried to feel that she 

was real. 

Maxwell had lived in darkness all his life. His parents did not love him. He was an illegitimate child that no one cared about, but now, Mona cared about him. 

It rained outside for a long time, drumming against the window in a relentless rhythm. Mona’s smooth back was left bare, her waistline elegantly defined. As lightning intermittently illuminated the room, the butterfly bones on her back were strikingly prominent. 

Maxwell saw it, leaned over, and approached Mona. With a heavy breath, he said, “A hooligan. Am I a hooligan?” 

Mona’s mind went blank. When she suddenly heard Maxwell mention that, it took her a long time to remember that she was the one who sent it to Maxwell. 

No wonder Mona felt that tonight, Maxwell was a little different Mona thought, ‘Is it because I said that to him? She then said, “No, you’re not.” 

Maxell lowered his head. The lightning outside the window shone on his handsome side profile, and their voices sounded 

in the room. 

Mona said, “Maxwell, you bastard” 

“Well, I am only a bastard to you.” Upon completing his sentence, Maxwell’s lips curled into a charming smile. He let his palm glide down to Mona’s waist, and with ease, he lifted her and carried her to the large bed before them. They both sank into the plush blanket, and his hand captured her delicate wrist, 

Mona didn’t know how long it passed when she nestled under the blanket. She placed her fair fingers on her cheeks and touched the tears on her face again and again.. 

After some time had passed, she lifted her gaze to Maxwell, her vision blurred, and spoke in a soft, low voice, “Maxwell, I’m 

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Chapter 155 

hungry.” 

Maxwell turned around and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. His voice was much lower than usual. Tm sorry. I went overboard just now. What do you want to eat? I’ll make it for you.” 

Mona allowed Maxwell to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes and said, “Spaghetti. It won’t be long before it’s ready” 

“Alright, let’s eat spaghetti then. Coincidentally, you can have Haltic’s mushroom soup.” Maxwell caressed Mona’s face again and again. 

Seeing Mona nod, Maxwell got up and went to the kitchen downstairs. 

After Maxwell left, Mona casually found Maxwell’s shirt and put it on before getting out of the blanket. 

With a thud, her feet subconsciously trembled. Mona thought to herself that she could no longer seduce Maxwell. He was so energetic in bed. 

Mona went downstairs and sat at the dining table. She took out her phone and looked at it. It was already one or two in the morning. She had been forced to stay up again. 

Just as Mona said, it wouldn’t be long before the spaghetti was ready. In a few minutes, a plate of spaghetti was served to Mona. There was a fried egg on it, and so was Maxwell’s plate. 

“You eat too?” Mona asked curiously. She had never seen Maxwell eat late at night. 

“Yes, I haven’t had dinner yet either. I felt hungry, so I prepared extra spaghetti, Maxwell explained. He had already thoughtfully placed a fork in Mona’s hand. 

“Why didn’t you have dinner tonight?” Mona asked. In her heart, she thought, ‘He was eager to have sex with me even without having dinner. Alas…