Chapter 275

Maxine’s POV

One evening, we sat by the fireplace in his study, cuddled closely together. My back was pressed to Ronan's chest and we looked into the fire. “Maxine,” he began.

I turned my head to look at him but my heart skipped a beat. There was something in the way he called my name. “What is it?” I asked.

“This thing going on between us…” he trailed for some reason.

“What about us?” I pushed for answers.

He hesitated. “I think I want more,” he admitted. “I want you, Maxine. I want you.”

For a moment, I felt something but I pushed it down. I turned to face him and leaned closer, letting my lips brush his ear, “Then take me, Ronan.”

He kissed me. He was hard and desperate. I let myself melt into him and let myself forget everything but this moment and this feeling. Because for now, that was all I could afford to think about.

It was all that I had now and I needed to make him fall hard.

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Ronan's