Chapter 90.
Clara’s Pov.
I walked into the room with a gentle smile on my face, and the moment I got in, I could already tell that Maxwell’s desires were already so fixated on having me.
I moved deeper into the room, every step, slow deliberate, and tempting.
“I see you are making quite some impression,” I teased gently regarding the whole Logan saga, and the smile on his face stretched.
“Oh! How I love to see that you remark my efforts,” he replied with a smile, sneaking his hand behind my waist and pulling me closer to him.
A giggle slipped past my lips, then I sat on his lap, throwing my hands on his shoulders.
Maxwell’s hands came down to my waist, and the heat of his warmth seeped into my body, giving us a little time of silence.
Our gaze held each other for a few more second
