Maximilian's point of view

Every word Madison repeated echoed like a drum echo in my head, she was not my type of woman at all, but from the first moment I met her, she made a big difference between what I liked before, and what I like now, and that is her.

He closed the door of the mansion so tightly that I thought for a moment that he had dislodged it from its place.

I went back to the big armchair where I sat calmly, I continued drinking my coffee, I was completely sure that Madison had nowhere to go, so she would possibly return to my arms and...