Phillip’s story One month has passed and still no sign on Miss Maya. It was like she vanished from the face of the Earth. I wonder how come I never in these thirty days I haven’t crossed my eyes with hers. Not even my events are that important anymore. I actually canceled a few. The first time in my entire life I feel my house too big to stay in it. I miss her laughter and the way she made me feel during morning coffee. Well, this morning is no different. - - Stop pacing up and down the kitchen. You will make me dizzy! - - I can’t help myself, Peter. Any news from her? - - Nope, sorry man! - - For the love of God where could she be? Suddenly an idea popped in my head. Mrs. Gloria Smith. I still have her contacts. She has been around these places for a long time. Maybe she knows something about Miss Maya’s whereabouts. I have been in touch with her lately and maybe she knows something. - - I know, I should call Mrs. Smith. -
- Morning sunshine! The way he said it made me think back with nostalgia. He used to call me this way and I still adore it. - Good morning my love! That took him by surprise, watching his mouth open, his mug still in his hand. The next thing he did was to approach me, leaving his coffee on the table and put his arms around my waist. Sweet shivers responded in all my body, recreating the trace of his hands all over it. - Say that again, Maya! My God, I think I reached something in him. - My love… I did not get the chance to inhale when his hungry mouth was already giving pleasure to mine. This morning kiss was different, still full of pleasure but different. It was like he got fulfilled with what I said like he was waiting for centuries for me to realize that he was indeed my true and only love. - You are amazing my Maya! - You make me so, Phillip! - Here, let me serve you. - Thank you. The coffee was so good that without reali
- Thank you, Phillip! - Anytime, sunshine! Are you all right now? - I think I am… - Ok, then let us go back, ok? - Ok. The cottage was near, only a few steps. I walked sustained by him and he carefully placed me on the little sofa in the room. Only then I took my time to really observe the piece of heaven we were staying in. I just loved the intimate atmosphere that the small room offered. It was only one bed, the same canopy shape we had back at the main hotel. - Would you like some tea? I snapped out of my state and looked at him with my eyes still wet. - Yes, please! I watched him go into the small kitchen, boil some water, and put a little tea bag into a cup. With firm movements, he stirred in it bringing it to me. I took a few sips. The tea was perfect. I was starting to fill warm and calm. - Better now? - Much better, thank you! - I am sorry… - For what? I could sense the guiltiness in his voice and a
Phillip’s story It really was an honor to me knowing Maya wants to invite me to perform at her fashion event. I want to help her to become known. Now that she won the Bali contest I had no doubt about it. I took some rehearsals in the meantime but I don’t really know when the event is going to take place. There was a person we pissed off when we left, and that was Adam Oakland. First because as I understood he had not some normal plans with Maya in this world of fashion and second because the guy was two-faced that I could bet he wants to harm her. Something tells me his intentions towards her are not so clean. We managed to make him angry because Maya and I took the same plane back to London and it was not the very one he flew with. To be honest I don’t really care about his thoughts. The first week was the hardest. We barely see each other as we had so much work to do. I went every day with Peter to the studio and I imagine Maya had a lot of work to do with her upcoming event. -
Maya’s story It is been a month since we came back from Bora Bora, that paradise where Phillip made me feel so special. And also one painful month in which he didn’t call or even tried to reach me somehow. And that was maybe because of Adam. There might be a possibility he found out Adam was here to visit me otherwise, I don’t see why he is avoiding me. I am very sure that like me he did not forget that night. We just couldn’t. It is impossible to forget such an intense connection as we had. The way we complete each other was just too perfect. The days passed, Phillip was maybe busy with his events and rehearsals. I was with mine. Two more fashion shows to come and again Adam was in the picture. I settled into two events instead of one only because Adam said it would be best to clime and have success. He got for me these contracts so I had to full fill them. I know that Phillip did not agree with this partnership but for now this is all I have. Adam had connections in this world and
Maya’s story Only one week until my first event, the charity one. Famous people with a lot of money were invited to support a cause, child abuse. Unfortunately, abuses like these are so common not only here in England but also around the world. Someone has to take a stand. Even if I feel it is not enough from somewhere we have to begin. The day after Carla left passed but the call I promised to her did not exist. My courage left me and I decided I should see with my things. Things went smoothly and in no time the charity day came. This time I chose the green drees. Carla said it goes wonderfully with my red hair. She was right. I feel beautiful. I asked Adam to come to take me from home. I had some urgent things to finish and I had my car in service during this period. He was happy to accept my request. Only that by the time he got here Phillip was also in front of me. I did not expect that and I was looking perplexed at the both of them trying to figure out what to say next. -
Maya’s story - I bet you do! I spend a lifetime trying to make you disappear from the fashion world. I almost succeed, but this man, Phillip Smith interfered. How inopportune. - What do you mean you almost succeeded? - Let me refresh your mine Miss knows it all! Remember that night and that highway? Even that car coming towards you with no brakes. - Oh my God, it was you! You murdered my sister you crazy lunatic! - Me who? Say my name you little brat! - Well, if he knows what is best for you, your knight in his shining armor, if he claims he loves you - I will never allow that! - If you want to die, suit yourself. Phillip’s story Two days have passed and still no sign of Maya. I was going crazy with worry. All my concerts were canceled for the next couple of months. God forbid it lasts that long. Maybe I should announce the police. The 72 hours have not yet passed but I need to call them and tell them what happened and if I can
Miron’s storyIt’s been almost three days and no damn sign of the kidnapper. I was going insane with all this worry. I don’t even have proof of life. Peter and Samantha kept calling me and every time the answer is the same. Even Corrine canceled all her events to be with us in such moments.We talked on the phone to gather in a meeting here at my house. Maybe we could figure out who and why is doing this. There are a lot of questions around this mystery. I just hope Rita is fine.I can’t wait and I keep looking at my watch, counting the hours until this evening. I have all the information which I had been able to find out all these past few years. All that Rita told me and all my research about the company she used to work for. There has to be something that we’ve missed. From the day of her so-called accident to the one she was taken. Someone hates her so much that if at the beginning wanted her dead now I am not so sure anymore. He or she would have already done it. That is a though