Chapter 297

Maverick chuckled slightly. He greedily stared at the person in front of him. Her hand was still caressing his face, and he leaned into her touch. "Giselle..." With a hint of drunkenness, he closed his eyes. "Giselle..." He called out again. "I'm here." There was a response. Opening his eyes, she was still there, a faint smile playing on her lips. Maverick said, "You're so obedient." Really so obedient. More obedient than Giselle had ever been. He reached out, his arm wrapping around Giselle's waist, "Do you miss me?" Giselle, in front of him, revealed a tender affection in her eyes. She nodded hard, "Maverick, I miss you a lot." Something inside him crumbled. A moment's pleasure was still pleasure. Maverick did not want to wake up, he wanted to indulge, to be intoxicated... He lightly pulled Giselle's hand, gently pulling her towards him. Sitting on the sofa with her seated upon his lap. He pushed the stray strands of hair away from her face, looking at her features in detail, imprint