Novels by Cynthia Simon

Maya POVJust like he said, I had a million questions running through my mind, but I chose to remain silent."Have a seat, Maya," Mr. Wellington said as Josh gestured toward the couch opposite him.I sat down carefully, sinking into the soft cushion beneath me.He wheeled himself closer, then cleared his throat.Josh remained standing beside me, his expression unreadable.The atmosphere was suffocating."So, Maya..." Mr. Wellington began. "I know this might sound desperate, but I need your help."I blinked."My help?""Yes." He nodded. "The way you reacted at the hospital during Ethan's accident told me everything. You protected him. You fought for him. You even challenged me."A faint smile tugged at the corner of his lips."I liked that."I shifted uneasily but kept my composure."I want you to help Ethan return to his rightful position, and I need it done as soon as possible. I don't know if your relationship with my grandson has blossomed simply because he's still allowing you sta

Day 8Maya POVI stirred in my sleep before letting out a loud yawn as I sat up in bed.My eyes were still heavy with sleep. I blinked several times, glancing around the room until the world finally came into focus.Then my mind drifted back to yesterday.My hands flew to my mouth as warmth spread through my body. My stomach fluttered with excitement as I remembered how Ethan had carried me back here.He had personally helped me into bed.He had cleaned my feet, applied ointment to my injuries, and even slipped these adorable socks onto them.My gaze dropped to the soft socks covering my feet.They were warm... comforting.Even the clothes I was wearing were thick and cozy.I don't know what I'm feeling...But maybe Ethan isn't as bad as I thought.Maybe he's a blessing disguised as the devil.It's only been eight days since this marriage began, yet somehow... I've started enjoying being around him.What am I even thinking?I sighed and climbed out of bed.I don't have time to think a

I ran. Like my life depended on it. Because it did. Andre was my life. My soles hurt like hell, and my whole body felt numb. I knew there was no way I could get there on foot, so I quickly waved down the nearest taxi. My lungs were screaming. I fell into the backseat, panting hard. "Where to, ma'am?" he asked. "Evergreen Community Hospital," I said in a hurry. He started the car and drove off. My legs kept shaking rapidly. Nothing in my body seemed to be working properly except the sweat that kept pouring out of me. My breathing was ragged from the run. My chest hurt, and even my stomach felt tight. But none of that mattered. The only thing that mattered now was getting to Andre before Doris got there. After what felt like an eternity—forty agonizing minutes—the driver pulled up at the hospital. Without hesitation, I threw the car door open and dashed out. "Hey! Where's my money?" "Hey! Lady!" The driver shouted after me, but I didn't pay him any attention. I ran into t

Ethan’s POV I scoffed as I fell on my bed. Him? The word kept replaying in my head over and over again. I shouldn’t care, but somehow seeing her in that position for another man tightened something in my chest. She was literally crying for him. I rolled my eyes and picked up my phone beside me. I opened I*******m and started scrolling through Sofia Hart’s feed. She had posted new hot pictures. A smug smile appeared on my face. Maybe having a night with her will finally get my head working properly again. I quickly sent a sticker to Zack. He responded almost immediately with a call. I smiled, then picked up. “Yoo, Ethan!” he exclaimed. “How’s it going, Zack?” “I missed you, man,” he blurted. I almost slapped myself. “Missed me? Zack, I’m not gay.” “This isn’t about being gay. I kinda heard about your accident. It was supposed to be a private thing so I didn’t tell anyone,” he said. “I’m coming over right now,” he added, and I heard his footsteps and a door unlocking. “N

Maya POVThe ride to his house was oddly quiet—and a little suspicious. I shouldn’t have followed him home. But that one text from Doctor Harry changed everything.I picked up my phone and read the message over and over. Excitement and sadness tangled in my stomach. I don’t know if I should be happy that Andre’s finger moved, or scared that Doctor Harry will demand another payment sooner than expected. I really don’t know.That’s why I can’t quit now. I need to do this. Andre’s health depends on it. The thought alone sent a shiver down my spine.My mind slipped back to Audrey and James. Do I really need to see her? For what reason? How can someone who looks like she doesn’t even understand anything anymore help me make the man she once loved… love me?Jeez. Does that even sound right? Honestly, it sounds cuckoo to my ears.There must be a reason James is so bent on me seeing her. I don’t think it’s about changing Ethan—because that doesn’t sound right at all.I glanced at Ethan

Chloe's POVI stared at this joke in disbelief."Wait, Liam, I still don't understand what you're saying. You mean you couldn't get rid of Vera?" I asked, irritation evident in my voice.He sighed and took another sip of the wine I had served him earlier.I had invited him over today expecting nothing but good news.Instead, he had come here spouting nonsense about knowing who Vera was."Liam!" I called.He sighed again and stood up."Relax, Chloe. Like I said before, I'm done with that life. Besides, Vera is my person. I still need her. But I promise you, she won't bother you again."His relaxed demeanor only fueled my anger."Liam?!" I screamed.He sighed."I'm sorry, Chloe, but this is one thing I can't do for you."He patted my shoulder lightly before walking out.I stood frozen in shock.What the actual hell?Was this some kind of joke?Who exactly was Vera that Liam Beckham couldn't simply eliminate her?He had never rejected any of my requests before.Never.This was new.I swa