Chapter 9.
Amelia’s eyes widened as they met with the naked chest of Maximo. She gulped down nothing, heat streaming down her p***y. How could he be the same man her father was talking about?
“Hello, Mr. Austin,” Maximo called, rising to his feet.
“Hello, Mr. Maximo. Thank you so much for granting my wish.” He bowed softly, and Maximo smiled, casting Amelia a soft look. It was flirtatious, and it did well by making her inner core churn.
“It’s nothing, Mr. Austin. You have done a lot for me and my family—this is the only way to express my gratitude,” he replied, taking his gaze from Amelia back to Mr. Austin.
“Meet my daughter, Amelia. Amelia, meet Mr. Maximo, an old friend’s son.” Her father introduced them, unaware that the two s****l perverts were already waiting for his dismissal
