Chapter 54 There's no turning back

Mellisa felt her skin heat up and her heart race as Maxwell's arms held her close. His voice was husky with emotion as he murmured, "Tell me Mellisa, don't you want me to hold you like this?"

She was completely taken aback by the feelings that were coursing through her. She had never been this close to a man before and was at a loss for words. "I-I don't know what to say...I'm not used to all these things," she replied honestly.

Maxwell gently cupped her shoulder and turned her to face him. He looked into her eyes and asked, "Mellisa, I know that you are new to these things, but tell me honestly, what do you feel when I'm closer to you?" He moved closer, closing the gap between them.

Mellisa's heart was pounding against her chest so hard it felt like it was going to burst out. Her knees weakened beneath her as the closeness between her and Maxwell intensified. She wanted to tell him the truth, that she loved it when he was this close, but she couldn't bring herself to embarrass herself. "I—I," she tried to say something, but no words came out as her heartbeat increased.

Maxwell smiled, knowing that his good looks and toned body were doing all the work. He added more fuel to the fire by whispering huskily, his breath tickling her skin and sending an electric jolt through her. "Mellisa, if you don't say something, I'm going to kiss you."

"I—I, "Mellisa stammered again, desperately wanting to say something but all her words stuck in her throat.

As Maxwell leaned in, Mellisa's heart raced with anticipation. As their lips met, Maxwell gently traced his tongue along the seam of Mellisa's lips, seeking entrance. She parted them slightly, allowing him to deepen the kiss with a soft moan. His hands slid down her back, pulling her closer as their tongues danced together in a passionate French kiss. The world around them faded away, leaving only the heat of their bodies and the taste of each other's lips.

Mellisa and Maxwell were in a beautiful moment, but it was interrupted by Mellisa's stomach gurgling from hunger. Maxwell wanted to continue tasting her lips, but he reluctantly let go of her. Mellisa was Flushing red like a tomato and couldn't bring herself to look into Maxwell's eyes, feeling that her decision to marry him had been a mistake.

"Mellisa, I told you I had fallen in love with you," Maxwell said, lifting her chin to make her look at him. "I know you don't love me, but please let me love you. Let me be the perfect husband you can ever dream of. Don't be shy. We've done a lot together already, so there's no need to be shy. Just relax and let me love you."

"L—Let me continue with cooking… I—-I'm really hungry." Mellisa stammered, she turned her back on Maxwell and started chopping vegetables.

Maxwell smiles, "I want to help you, what can I do??" Maxwell asked happily, he was happy that he was the first man to be intimate with Melissa, that's why she was blushing so hard and it was a good sign for him that she will fall for him one day.

"You can start cooking these onions." Mellisa said without looking at Maxwell.

Together they made dinner and in no time they finished.

Melissa sighed, she had been standing for such a long time and her feet were in pain and swollen.

Maxwell turned his back slightly and looked at Melissa, "Are you okay?"

"I'm tired and my feet are in pain, I think it's because of the pregnancy. I get tired easily these days," Melissa explained.

Maxwell, who was about to take the food to the dining room, stopped and rushed towards Melissa who was standing at the counter. "You shouldn't have cooked, there are lots of maids here to cook, I will carry you to the dining room," Maxwell said, ignoring the fact that Melissa didn't want to be carried and scooping her up in his arms.

Reaching the sitting room, he carefully placed her on the couch.

"What happened to her daddy?" Shina asked.

"Carry on with your movie guys and don't worry about me, I'm fine," Melissa said.

"But you don't look fine at all, should I call the doctor?" Michelle asked.

"No, I'm fine. I just need a foot massage then I'll be fine," Melissa said.

Maxwell smiled as he knelt on the floor in front of Melissa and took one of her feet into his.

"Hey! What are you doing? Michelle was going to give me a massage, please stop," Melissa said, trying to move her foot away from Maxwell's hand.

"I have some work," Michelle said as she rose off the couch. "I'll be right back guys," Michelle said and left the sitting room.

"Dad, we're going to do some homework, we'll come after that," Shina grabbed Linda's hand and dragged her out of the sitting room.

Mellisa rolled her eyes, trying to suppress the heat that was rising to her cheeks, it was clear that they all wanted Maxwell to massage her.

"Relax, Melissa," Maxwell said, his hands gently massaging her feet. "I don't remember biting people. I told you to let me love you, don't be scared of me. If you can't be my wife, then treat me as your best friend."

Mellisa scoffed. "Best friends don't kiss each other," she muttered under her breath.

Maxwell raised his eyebrows. "I heard what you said," he said, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Am I lying? Why did you kiss me in the kitchen? What if someone had seen us?"Milissa asked .

. "Didn't you kiss me back?" Maxwell asked, his hands still moving in circles on her leg.

Mellisa's face flushed bright red, her heart racing. "I've changed my mind," she said firmly. "I don't want to be your wife anymore. You've been talking nonsense since I agreed and it's giving me a heart attack. I don't want my babies to turn out a pervet like you ." She shook her head, disapproval evident in her expression.

Maxwell just laughed. "It's too late now, my baby doll. We're already together and I'm sure you'll agree to be my girlfriend. There's no turning back now."