HIS CANARY (CAGED) 18+

CHAPTER 6

Maximus King IS HERE. She never expected that she would meet him again after a lifetime of separation.

But when we meet again, everything is different, she is no longer the same Cara, no longer his plaything, she has no entanglements with him in this life, no grievances.

They are just strangers who have nothing to do with each other.

It has been more than a year since she died in her previous life, but he hasn't changed at all.

He was wearing a black shirt with a pair of well-tailored black trousers underneath. He loved black so much, as if his color was born for black, and he was so suitable for black.

His calm and solemn atmosphere is vividly interpreted by black, and his "Don't Enter Stranger" is also distributed through black to everyone who wants to get close to him.

Although this guy is an out-and-out pervert in her opinion, she has to admit that God loves this pervert so much, not only gave him a noble status, but also gave him an unmatched appearance.

Because his ancestors are of British blood, his facial features are deeper than those of Asian men. His nose bridge is straight and straight, his lips are beautifully lined, and his angular profile looks like a sculpture.

He is so delicate and elegant, he stands out from the crowd as soon as he appears anywhere, as if he was born differently from ordinary people.

He walked down slowly with his hands in his pockets. He looked so casual, but his movements were full of elegance. Born among the British hereditary nobles, he has received a good education since he was a child, and every tiny movement of him is an interpretation of his identity and status.

When he walked downstairs, Mr. Fin just went up to meet him, and quickly asked, "How is Mr. King resting?"

"Very well, Mr. King is here." He replied politely.

Mr. Fin then explained to everyone: "Because Mr. King is jet-lagged, he has been resting just now and didn't have time to meet everyone."

In fact, almost all the people who appeared here today came here specifically for Maximus King, but at this moment the deity appeared on the stage. For a while, no one dared to speak up.

It's no wonder that this pervert's aura of not allowing strangers to enter is too strong, and he does have enough background in him to make these people who have spent half their lives in shopping malls stage fright in the face of this ten-year-old junior.

The scene calmed down for a while, Mr. Fin was a little embarrassed, but Maximus, who was the protagonist, did not change at all. He gracefully took the wine glass from the waiter's plate, raised it to everyone present, and said to everyone in a magnetic and penetrating voice : "I'm very glad to meet you here, I would like to offer you a toast." After speaking, he took a sip of the wine glass.

This very "people-friendly" move finally made everyone relax, and everyone responded politely.

The atmosphere became active, and those who came here, especially for the head of the King's family, all came forward to make friends with Maximus.

Of course, it's too annoying to mention business matters at the beginning, and these geeks know this. Everyone started chatting about Maximus's life problems, and asked him what he likes and hobbies, and Maximus said everything. It can be seen that although this person is not easy to get close to, he is well educated and will not embarrass others. In this way, everyone becomes more courageous, and some wealthy wives even gossip about Maximus's relationship problems. One wife found out about Maximus. After he didn't have a girlfriend, he even proposed to introduce him to a wealthy daughter with both talent and beauty.

Maximus responded politely, but it doesn't mean he likes to be gossiped about himself like that. Mr. Fin couldn't bear to listen to this topic, so he hurriedly said to the enthusiastic wife: "You don't know, this Mr. King is a good-looking man, but he is a pure-hearted and ascetic person, and he is particularly picky about emotional matters, so let him choose a partner, and everyone should stop being too hot."

Unlike those who flatter Maximus, Cara has always been indifferent. Standing not far from the circle, like an outsider, he watched these people fawning over him with cold eyes. Anyway, all of this has nothing to do with her, as long as she is a good bystander.

Now I heard Mr. Fin actually uses the word "pure heart and few desires" to describe this pervert.

The image of her being tied to the bed by him and f****d until she cried couldn't help but pop up in her mind.

She couldn't help but sneer, and said in a low voice, "Pure hearted asshole!"

The moment her words fell, she suddenly felt a sharp gaze fall on her, and she turned her head subconsciously, and then through the crowd, her gaze met Maximus's gaze unexpectedly.

For a moment, she felt as if she had been hit by a thunderbolt, and her whole body tensed up, and she wanted to run on a conditioned reflex.

But she soon came to her senses, she was Cara, she was no longer her previous self.

So she needn't be afraid of him.

Maximus's gaze just moved away with a slight flick, as if he just randomly swept across the crowd and just happened to be at her side.

But because she knew this pervert so well, she knew that his eyes were definitely not simple.

She thought about what made him notice her just now, and it seemed that there was nothing for him to pay attention to. At most, she laughed from the bottom of her heart when she heard Mr. Fin said that he was fresh and ascetic.

That's right, Maximus's self-esteem is so strong that it explodes. How can he stand the ridicule of others?

Cara pursed her lips and was going to find something to eat, but just as she was about to turn around, she heard Mrs. Fin in the crowd calling her. Cara turned her head to look, and saw Mrs. Fin beckoning to her.

Mrs. Fin and Mr. Fin was standing together, beside Maximus at that moment. She didn't know what Mrs. Fin asked her to do, but she didn't want to step into any place within two meters of Maximus.

But it would be too strange if she refused to pick it up or pretended she didn't hear or see it and left. After all, with Cara, she and Maximus had no quarrel.

Cara thought about it and had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over, but the man's aura was too strong, she could feel the all-too-familiar aura from him as soon as she got closer, and the memory was churning in her mind. It was so weird that she couldn't help but tighten her hands.

Anyway, she walked over with a normal expression, and she tried to look relaxed and asked, "Aunt, what can I do for you?"

Mrs. Fin took her hand and walked up to Maximus, and said kindly to Maximus: " This is the daughter of my good friend and the eldest daughter of the chairman, Mr. Maximus. Her name is Cara Marcella."

After she finished speaking, she said to Cara: "You have heard of this one, even if you think about it; the famous King Family, Mr. Maximus King, the head of the King family."

"..."

For some reason, Cara always had the feeling that she was on a blind date with Maximus. She turned her head to look at Mrs. Fin, she had an eager smile on her face, revealing a kind of strong interest in making up young people's marriages when she had nothing else to do. Matchmaking was her job.

Cara swallowed, feeling extremely anxious about what Mrs. Fin was thinking.

Mrs. Fin didn't respond when she saw Cara. She just looked at her stupidly, as if she was distracted. She hurriedly bumped into her, and whispered: "Hurry up and say hello."

Cara regained her senses. She raised her head slightly and took a sneak peek at Maximus. His expression didn't change, but he was still calm, holding a glass of red wine elegantly, with a slight smile on his face, and he didn't seem to have the intention of rejecting others thousands of miles away.

It's just a greeting, nothing more, not to mention that she is Cara Marcella now, not the old Cara anymore. There was no entanglement between her and him, and they were just two irrelevant people. Everything in her previous life ended the moment she became Cara. She was not Cara, not the canary he raised.

Cara took a deep breath, nodded at him and said with a smile: "Hello, Mr. King."

He replied politely and politely: "Hello, Miss Cara."

Yes, that's it. There is no entanglement in the previous life, and the meeting is just a stranger, and all you can do is say hello.

For some reason, Cara suddenly felt an indescribable joy. It's good that Maximus will never know that standing in front of him is the previous Cara, the woman who wholeheartedly wants to escape from him. What happened now? Wouldn't you like to clean her up?

She was standing in front of him now, and he could only politely say hello, miss.

"The dance is about to start, Mr. King can dance with Cara." Mrs. Fin suddenly said from the side.

Cara suddenly came back to her senses, dancing with Maximus? Does Mrs. Fin really wants to match her with him? Is it because she was abandoned by Ken, so her aunt was anxious to find her a boyfriend to comfort her?

But please don't! Even if she wanted to, this person shouldn't be Maximus!

Cara's scalp ached, she hurriedly said to Mrs. Fin: "Aunt, I'm not very good at dancing, so don't drag Mr. King down."

"It's fine even if you can dance decently. Mr King is very generous."

"..." She really can't win against this aunt of hers.

Cara lowered her head, with a proper shyness on her face, but her heart was constantly churning and tormenting. Thinking about dancing with Maximus would be scary, okay?

But she thought again. Maximus is very picky, and he is indeed a difficult person to get close to, especially for women. He rarely gives women a chance to approach, let alone dance with women. The woman who can make him put his body down and dance is either his woman, or the woman who interests him and wants to make her his woman.

What's more, Maximus didn't have much interest in that kind of "coquettish b***h" type of woman, which is why he would fall in love with her who couldn't dress like an aunt in her previous life.

But this pervert really enjoys the process of turning a decent woman into a "slut".

Of course, the woman he trained could only flirt with him alone.

It's because she knows his taste so well. That's why she dressed up like this today. No matter how coquettish she is, the more she looks like this, the less he will be interested.

In addition, this guy's taste is very unique. She doesn't think she can still be liked by Maximus after becoming Cara.

Think about it this way, Cara breathed a sigh of relief, but just after the breath was over, Maximus's magnetic voice suddenly sounded above his head: "I wonder if I have the honor to invite Miss Yan to dance?" Cara lost her composure when she heard this voice, she suddenly raised her head to look at him, with an undisguised panic on her face.

With a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he gracefully stretched out a big palm to her, looking polite and graceful.

However, she suddenly met his eyes, those dark and deep eyes, they were as unpredictable as she knew them well, making people feel uncertain and suddenly giving rise to fear.

Maximus wants to dance with her? Since when is he so generous, he is willing to dance with the woman he has just met...

What should I do now? Do I really want to dance with him? Wouldn't it be too embarrassing for him to refuse directly, and she didn't seem to have any reason to refuse.

"Miss Cara, you don't want to?" He said softly again.

Cara raised her head and smiled at him, "No, it's just that I can't dance well later, and I hope Mr. King will take care of me."

Yes, that's it, she is Cara Marcella. There is nothing to be afraid of.

She put her hand on his hand with a natural expression, he held her hand, and said to her in a gentlemanly manner: "Miss Cara, please."

His palm was very warm, a temperature she was all too familiar with, every time he used to make love to her. When they were having s*x, he liked to grab her hand and raise it above her head, clasping it tightly. As if he was afraid of her disappearing somewhere. That's how she felt the temperature of his palm.

Even though she was mentally prepared, when he held her hand, her body still trembled slightly involuntarily.

She thought that she would never see him again in this life, but she didn't expect him to appear in front of her again in the blink of an eye. Even though her identity had changed, his breath and his temperature had already been imprinted on her bones. It awakened her layers of memories.

She didn't dare to look at him at all, and was brought to the dance floor by him. She put her hand on his shoulder bravely, and his other hand also hung on her waist.

In this way, the two got closer, and she could smell him more clearly. He never uses cologne, but he always has a very elegant fragrance on his body.

This is his favorite incense, and his clothes smell like this after washing.

Cara wanted to relax, but her body became more and more stiff uncontrollably. She suddenly found that her mentality didn't seem to be that good. Even though she is not the old Cara now, she is still instinctively afraid when facing this person.

She remembered that in her previous life, she didn't want to stay in bed with him as soon as she met, so she occasionally had to find something to do to avoid going to bed with him, and sometimes she asked him to teach her how to dance.

It's useless to say anything when this man's s****l desire is on his mind, but he actually agreed when she was soft-hearted.

He taught her to dance all kinds of dances; passionate samba, elegant tango, soulful waltz. These were all taught by him.

He has been educated in the West since he was a child, and he knows all the Western ballroom dances, so it's not too bad for her to be taught by him.

But now, she can barely follow his dance steps, her head is too chaotic, and her dance steps are also chaotic.

Especially, because she is so close to him at this moment, she can almost feel his breath on her forehead, this kind of intimacy is something she is very familiar with, but because it is so familiar, that kind of intimacy every time he gets close, the feeling of suffocation from smelling his breath also comes up.

"Are you afraid of me?"

His voice suddenly sounded from above his head, no longer in that polite and elegant tone, but with a meaningful flavor in it. He didn't even address her as "Miss Cara" but directly used "you". Why was he acting like he was very familiar with her? He never does this.

Cara's body trembled slightly, and she adjusted her breathing slightly. She didn't dare to look at him, and said in a calm tone as much as possible: "No, it's just that Mr. King, your light is too bright, which makes me nervous."

"You are nervous?"

She paused for a moment, letting herself relax before saying, "It's probably the first time I've seen such a big man, and I'm a little stage-frightened."

"You didn't look like you were someone who would be stage-frightened just now while fighting those people."

Cara suddenly raised her head and looked at him. There was a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were still deep and bottomless.

Only then did Cara realize that her reaction was too big. She lowered her head slightly and asked him, "Mr. King saw it just now? Are they the same? How could they compare with Mr. King?"

He didn't speak any more, and the dance steps gradually came to an end. He raised her hand, and she circled his fingers, then backed away and back again, even when the dance was over.

At the moment when he was wrapping his arms around her waist, he suddenly lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "Don't be afraid of me, I won't eat people."

She looked at him with a bit of disbelief in her eyes, and it's no wonder she was shocked. The Maximus she knew was polite and well-bred on the surface, but in fact he was very stingy with his patience and gentleness, and he just got together. The words spoken in her ear were in an extremely soft voice, as if to comfort her. This kind of tone can only be seen when he is extremely happy with her, and he calls her "Cara" over and over again.

When did Maximus treat the woman he met for the first time so tenderly? Based on what she knew about him, his politeness and upbringing would make him polite to a woman he met for the first time, but he would never have the extra patience to sympathize with her.