LOGINMaya POV The sound was unbearable. I kept turning and turning until I finally sprang up. My eyes darted to the door. Where was that sound coming from? I wondered what Ethan was up to now. I dragged my weak self out of bed, every muscle aching. My eyes fell on the clock, which read 10:34 PM. Wow, I really slept that long. I walked to the bathroom, splashed cold water on my face, and pulled my hair back into my usual ponytail. Opening the door, I stepped out and followed the noise as it grew louder and louder down the hall. Just down in the living room, lots and lots of people were there. Dancing, smoking... some were seen making out, and some had passed out on the couches. The whole room was a huge mess. The smell of alcohol hung in the air under the dim blue light. I could hardly recognize a single face in the room. My mind flashed back to what Ethan had mentioned this morning about a party. Did he mean this? The whole place was in disarray, but nobody was coming up
Maya POVThe ride came to an end.I thanked Josh and went inside, but before I could reach the front door, he called out to me."Wait," he said, catching up to me quickly.He gave me a small bag, then turned and walked away. I stared down at the bag, then slowly opened it. I pulled out a phone box and gasped.A phone?! Like, for real!I turned in the direction of Josh, but he was long gone. He bought me a new phone? How did he know I didn't have one?I paused. Was it Mr. Wellington? But I never told him anything like that, and he never saw me without a phone either. Then how did Josh…Silence stretched in my head.Either way, a wave of relief washed over me. I'm really grateful to whoever got me the phone. Or maybe it was Josh himself. Yeah, I think I should thank him. Even though I saw no reason for him getting me a phone, I still smiled and went inside—but I regretted everything immediately.He stood there, anger blazing in his eyes."Where were you?" His voice was ice-cold as
Mr. Wellington's POV I kept staring into space, into nothingness. If only there was something like black magic I could use on Ethan. He's so adamant. Tony wasn't this stubborn brat. Tony was soft. He was kind. Inside and out. He was generous. He was strong and efficient. He was the perfect heir to the Wellington empire. He was my everything. I had shaped him. I had raised him well. But death just decided to take him away like that. I sighed heavily. I wheeled myself toward a small wardrobe that stood just a few inches tall. I opened the last drawer, then reached beneath the bottom panel from inside the wardrobe. My fingers found the tiny hidden button. I pressed it. A small key slid out. I picked it up and unlocked the first drawer. It opened. I took out the black pen and stared at it, hesitating. Then I pressed the button at the bottom. A crackling sound filled the room. *"All you could've done was step down, but you just kept pushing,"* his voice echoed. *"
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 POVThe sound was so loud it forced me to raise my head.I glanced behind me for a second before turning back to my computer, ignoring whatever chaos was happening in the house—and ignoring the endless calls from Mr. Wellington.Instead, I scrolled lazily through an endless feed of hot girls.
Day 1,Maya POVThe noise was too much.I woke up with a banging headache, groaning as I forced my eyes open.“Arrggh… what is that?” I muttered.My gaze slowly moved to the clock standing opposite the bed.9:17 AM.What?I slept till the next day?I guess I was really that tired.I tried getting o
Maya POVI stood in front of the full-length mirror as a team of stylists pinned jewels into my hair and tightened the corset of my gown. The silk was heavy, and the diamonds were blinding.My reflection stared back at me, expressionless.The only image in my mind was Andre lying on that hospital b
Maya POV“Ms. Rivers, there’s nothing more we can do without a full payment. He’s hanging by a thread. If you really want to save him, you have to do what’s necessary.” Doctor Harry said.I swallowed hard, the salt from my tears stinging my lips. “Please, Doctor. I’m working three jobs. I’m trying







