Foxy Maxim

A/N: This book contains explicit content and a lot of dirty talking here and there. So, all my thin-skinned little lambs... please proceed with caution~~

Music Recommendation: Big Boy by SZA

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Maxim was about to follow her when she suddenly stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him, ''Since you want me to have some privacy as I read, then take the other table, read some book, or just sit idly,'' she waved her book at him and took a seat. 

Maxim sulked but Diana did not pay attention to him. 

This place was the replica of the shop except that since this was the underground space, it was quieter and more peaceful. The space was dimly lit. 

Diana ignored Maxim who was sitting at the next table as she crossed her legs and flipped the page calmly. She had grabbed the book randomly to get on his nerves but it turned out to be one of the tropes she used to read when she was younger. Mafia... Hmm.