If You Want to Tell Mr. Maverick That I Have a Son Please Go Ah

One side of Everly's cheek was closely attached to the man's lap.

Everly had just woken up, being a little unconscious. She felt a little uncomfortable for her face was against something, so she couldn't help but rub it.

Before this moment, Maverick had never seen himself as a lustful man. At least for so many years, with his power and wealth, women would kill for a spot beside him, and when they did come close, he would remain indifferent.

Men's desires weren't that hard to restrain like others claimed.

As long as you don't want to, and weren't interested, you wouldn't have any desire.

But he did now.

Moreover, it came at a speed that he was unable to control at all.

Everly didn't know what the man was thinking and was still moving.

Maverick's eyes were filled with emotions that couldn't fade away easily.

'This woman, does she know what she is doing?'