Novels by PlotswithSugar

MarieI sat quietly at the back of the car as the driver took me home. The city lights by the window were bright and energetic, while my chest felt tight. I forced myself to breathe slowly. In…out. I told myself not to think, and not to picture it again. But it was impossible.It was hard not to think about Adeline walking out Maverick's place looking smug, and elegant….like she had every right to be there and no one could question her.I closed my eyes and leaned my head against the seat. I thought that maybe there was an explanation, but why would a supposed ex-wife go to her ex-husband’s house this late at night?My phone dinged at that moment, and when I opened my eyes to look down at the screen, I saw that it was a message from Ro. My sister.‘I have ideas for where to go for this month’s date. I’ll send you places later.’I sighed and locked my phone without even replying because I didn’t have the time and energy for Ro. At least not tonight, and not now. I needed peace and qu

Marie I didn't see Maverick throughout that day at work. I didn't see him at all.I didn't see him in the morning, in the afternoon, or even catch a glimpse of him through the glass walls or passing hallways. At first, I told myself it was nothing, that Prime Telecoms was huge and he was the CEO. So of course he could be busy.But when I was delivering a file to another department on the twentieth floor, I overheard two executives walking past me.“…he didn’t come in today,” one of them said.“Yes. There were no meetings and no briefings,” the second woman replied. “Everything has been postponed.”My steps instantly slowed as my grip tightened on the folder in my hands. Maverick didn't come to work at all today.I shook myself away from my thoughts and forced myself to keep walking and pretending that I didn't hear anything. Because I didn’t want to think about what it meant, I didn’t want to guess why he was absent, and because guessing would only drive me crazy.When I returned to

MarieI walked slowly around the living room for the millionth time that night. My slippers made soft sounds against the marble floor, and even the slightest sound seemed to echo back at me in the large house.I kept glancing toward the front door, listening for the familiar sound of Maverick’s car engine. But tonight, it has been silence so far.I walked past the long gray couch, past the glass coffee table and past the expensive artworks that I still didn’t understand, just because I wanted to stay focused on the task ahead. I kept on checking the time on the fancy wall clock. First it was ten pm, then eleven and then eleven forty-three. Now, it was midnight and there was still nothing. Rosa appeared from the hallway, tying her robe at the waist. “Marie, I will sleep now,” she said gently. “Are you sure you don’t want to rest?”“I’m okay,” I responded with a small smile. “I’m not really sleepy.”She gave me a worried look, the kind mothers give children who pretend they’re fine.

Marie“You know she had to step down from being an active board member after Maverick came back.” Tina said, leaning against the edge of my desk like she lived there.I remembered when she had mentioned something about that during the lunch. But I still pretended not to know.“Really?”“Oh, yes,” she nodded quickly. “Bianca Russo practically rebuilt this company after her husband died, but she handed the power back the moment Maverick returned… almost like she’d been waiting for him.”“It was so weird though,” Jules added with a low voice, even though the office was practically empty. “Till today, no one knows where Maverick Russo disappeared to after his father passed. One night he was here in the office, shutting himself in the boardroom. The next morning, poof. He was gone.”My heart skipped a beat. I knew exactly where he had been. He was with me, in a tiny bar in California… and then in my bed…in between my legs, telling me how delicious I was.I forced myself to swallow as norma

Marie“No,” I said softly. “You have nothing to worry about, Charlie. I’m not going to default on the contract.”He watched me for a long moment before nodding slowly. “Good, because I would like to remind you that you were the one who insisted we include the exclusivity clause in the first place.”I winced a little. “I remember.”I remembered it very clearly. The day I signed the contract, I told myself I needed that clause to protect myself, but deep down, I wanted Maverick to know that I wasn't some pushover, or some girl who would let him walk all over her. I wanted some bit of control, even if it was ‘pretend control.’But sitting in Charlie's office now, with my heart skipping several beats all at once and my head aching from all the overwhelming pressure…I wondered if I'd made a mistake.Maybe things would have been easier if we both had our own separate lives…if we had our fuck buddies or someone, maybe he wouldn't care at all. Maybe I wouldn't care either. Maybe I would’ve

MarieI pushed open the door of the ladies’ restroom and stepped back into the hallway, while still holding my phone to my ear. Mum had been calling nonstop, and I finally answered just so she wouldn’t panic.“Yes, Mum… yes, Daisy likes the strawberry yogurt better. No, she doesn’t take the blue lunch box anymore… yes, you can put the pink one in her bag.” I said while walking quickly.I sighed and ended the call as I hurried back toward my office. I needed to finish the script for the afternoon radio program, and I was already behind.I was still staring at my phone screen when two hands gently gripped both my upper arms, stopping me in place.“Hey, you should really watch where you’re going.” A familiar voice said.I looked up, instantly. It was Henry Rosen, tall and handsome smiling down at me. For a moment, it felt like deja vu, because this was exactly how we met the first time.The only difference was that I'd crashed straight into him and made all his folders and papers fall s