The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning Max Charming

Today, Madelyn wore a dress. Since moving in with him, her wardrobe seemed to be filled with dresses. They were modest, reaching her calves, offering a balance between style and discretion. Yet, she couldn’t shake the feeling that they were there for his unsavory intentions.

Zach was strong. No matter how hard Madelyn pushed, she could not budge him. Her hands pressed against his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin. His body temperature was rising, and the fire in his eyes showed no signs of fading.

“I’ll just be rubbing outside and won’t put it in.”

“No! Ahh!” Madelyn had not reacted yet when she found herself lifted off the ground.

The two of them faced each other, with Madelyn’s legs wrapped around his waist and her dress riding up. Terrified of falling, she instinctively hooked her arms around his neck. To her disbelief, he started to walk while maintaining the same position.

doing? Put me down!” They were still close to the elevator, so Madelyn

showing a moment of embarrassment and anger.

voice quivered, “I’m already worn out. Please,

Don’t you feel it too? Trust your feelings, Madelyn.

don’t want to. Can’t you understand?” Madelyn grabbed his hair. “I–I’ll pull your hair if you don’t let

her chest. He took a breath and slipped his fingers further. While he was at it, he did not stop walking. His

the sound of his zipper. Her legs straightened abruptly, and her eyes widened. “Zach!” She called his name angrily. However, her voice was nothing more than a fierce

how long you can hold out in this