Chapter 123: A good husband
"How does it taste?" Maxim eyed Diana as she licked the food from the corner of her mouth.
She leaned forward across the dining table, her breasts slightly bulging from the movement.
He closed his eyes for a moment to forget the view he was greeted with when he came back with her clothes and ahem... other stuff.
She was his damn friend, a girl on her fucking period, suffering from pain and all that while he was a jerk who was left insanely hot and bothered when she told him to get her underwear for her.
Even beasts were better than that.
Maxim never pegged himself to be a pervert with twisted tendencies but given his current circumstances, he had the urge to reevaluate his character.
When he opened his eyes, she was still leaning forward, her cleavage on display because of her V-neck vest.
And the view he had tried so hard to forget came back stumbling towards him.
The sight of her draped in a towel that covered every essential part of her body but left him wondering what was hidden behind that piece of fabric. That did nothing to help the heat that getting her underwear had risen within him.
He gulped the water from his glass and averted his gaze for a moment before he turned to look at her, only to find her looking back at him with narrowed eyes, ’’What? Is the food not to your taste?" He eyed the re-heated lunch he had prepared for her earlier this day.
She had gone to feed Angel and some pea-sized corner of her brain had assumed that he would leave them alone here. So, he let her believe that as he ordered kitchen essentials and bought some ready-to-cook stuff before preparing the lunch for her on such short notice.