Chapter 327. Delusions

Maxwell turned and looked at her. She was beautiful and seductive. Ian would be a lucky man. His first wife, by coincidence, would be the same woman who lay with his father for the first time.

  Maxwell held out his hand. And Genevieve approached.

  “I'm not going to be your spare tire, Max. Wait for Anna to come back and do with her what she wants... And you too.”

  Maxwell wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close to him, and unzipped the back of her dress.

  “You're going to be whatever I want you to be, Genevieve.” He said, and Genevieve's dress slipped to the floor.

  Maxwell pulled away and stared into Genevieve's seductive eyes.

  “But I think you're saving yourself for someone very special to me, and that's why... I'll never touch you.”

  Genevieve smiled.

  “I always believed that Adam was very special to you, Master, and yet you stole his girl.” Genevieve said, as she bent do