She followed him to a quiet corridor, bereft of human presence. He paused in the middle of the passageway and turned off the light, plunging the space into darkness. "What happened?" she asked, having picked on his bitter mood. She approached him in quick steps when he didn't answer, her brows furrowed in worry. "Is everything.." her voice was cut off as he yanked her by her throat, pushing her against the wall. Her eyes grew large with utter shock upon meeting his gaze. His eyes were swirling with a violent rage, cutting through him like sharp blades. "What were you two talking about?" he demanded, his voice deranged into a dangerous growl. She shivered, scared but aroused too. "About you," she answered submissively. "Did you tell him about us?" he questioned, his face creeping closer. She shook her head. He clenched his jaw as if her response had displeased him. Gripped by a sudden burst of jealousy, he captured her lips in a demanding, possessive kiss. It wasn't a gentle
His dad gaped at her for a long moment, his face awash with disbelief. However, the shock soon morphed into bitter anger. "What the fuck is she doing here?" he gritted out, his eyes narrowing into slits, cutting through her like sharp blades. His hostile tone prompted her to recoil, tears pooled in her eyes. Dante's hand shot out, catching her wrist before she could retreat further. Mr. Diaz's gaze snapped to their joined hands. His brows furrowed together in confusion. "She is with me," Dante declared, his tone edged with steel. Maya craned her neck to look at him. A stern expression clouded his features. Mr. Diaz's gaze flickered between them as he struggled to make sense of what he was seeing."Do you have no shame left in you?" Mr Diaz reprimanded Maya, his icy glare so vehement, it could freeze her to spot. "Don't talk to her like that," he expressed his disapleasure. He didn't care he was her father, no one had the right to demean her. No one. "Mr. Martinez, have you forgo
The sunroof slid back, revealing a jet-ink sky dotted with stars.She admired the cosmic sight and whispered, "Beautiful." Dante turned his eyes to her, bewitched by the serene smile that graced her lips. She stood up and closed her eyes, savoring the rush of cool air against her skin. The locks of her hair dancing in the wind, framing a face that radiated joy and thrill. As he watched her, a fierce emotion welled up in his chest. He was enchanted. Angel. She was an angel, oppressed by the world but still untainted by its malevolence. She was the manifestation of his dreams. He was tempted to grab her face and kiss the life out of her but at the same time, he wanted her to savor the moment. So he ignored his temptation and stepped on it, turning his car into a racing machine to make the experience more thrilling for her. The road was empty, leading to God knows where. "Stop," she shouted in excitement. Dante shot a confused look before slowing his car. As soon as the car stopped,
He woke up to her sleeping on his chest. Half of her naked body was over him and the rest was pressed firmly against his. He smiled, watching her sleeping so peacefully in his embrace filled him with a familiar warmth. He wrapped her long strand around his finger and began playing with it. A while later, her eyes fluttered before they opened slowly. "Good morning," he whispered before kissing her lips. She smiled, showing her pearly teeth to him. He pecked her teeth too. They showered together, again indulging in the lustful game of desire. They had lost count of how many times they had fucked. Desire was always overflowing, urges wild and irrepressible. He was leaning back in the bathtub with her on his lap. His gaze intent on her as she bobbed up and down his cock. A roguish smile played over his lips as she gasped in pleasure while swallowing him to his roots. He loved the effect he had on her. ........ Maya asked the maids to prepare a special menu tonight but most of them i
She closed the door and sank in a heap on the floor. She was so disappointed, so utterly ashamed of herself. How would she ever meet Dante's eyes after embarrassing him in front of his family and friend? How could she be such a failure? The incident had caused her self-confidence to wither. She always makes wrong decisions and embarrasses others. "Maya," his voice laced with concern cut through her thoughts. She didn't respond. He crouched behind her and implored, "Look at me, sweetheart." She shook her head, sobbing even harder now. His gentleness was only making her more emotional. "Please," she sobbed, hiding her face between her knees. He came in front of her and cradled her red cheeks. Holding them gently, he lifted her face. Her cheeks were soaked with tears, her eyes red-rimmed and her face clouded with sorrow. "I am sorry," she apologized, her chin wobbling. Dante wiped away her tears. She raised her sorrowful eyes to his and explained "I didn't mean to embarrass you in f
"Good Morning, Glinda," Maya regarded the old maid with a warm smile as she descended the stairs. Glinda wished her back but her smile quite didn't reach her eyes. Maya caught on to that. "Is everything okay?" she questioned, approaching her. The old lady looked hesitant for a moment. "Mr. Martinez has given orders to dismiss the kitchen staff," she disclosed. Maya was shocked to hear that. "All of them?" she asked, perplexed. "I informed him about how they treated you. He got furious and told me to fire them first thing tomorrow morning," she explained. Now it made sense. She wasn't pleased to hear it. "But I can't bring myself to fire them. Most of them are the sole providers of their families. Lily bears the expenses of her three kids, Jenny has an ill mother," she shared her concern. It was wrong of them to mistreat Maya but being snatched of their livelihood was a bit too much. Maya agreed. She understood where they came from. Their loyalty towards Dante had caused them to
Eviana moved towards her, her gaze sweeping over her with a curious appraisal."I haven't rescued her," Dante answered, slightly irritated. For some reason, he didn't like the statement. Eviana didn't respond. Maya grew self-conscious as she noticed her eyes linger on her scars. The woman smiled when their eyes met. Maya reciprocated the smile, her steps languid as she descended the stairs. "I am Eviana, Dante's childhood friend and his first-ever girlfriend," she beamed, drawing Maya into a hug. Maya shot a glance towards Dante, who responded with a shake of his head. She shifted her gaze back to sparkling Eviana. Her golden locks echoed her radiant personality. Her green eyes "Maya," she replied, gently stepping away from the hug. "I know, Katty told me about you" Eviana responded, smiling. Maya's smile faltered at the mention of Mrs. Martinez. Eviana took her hand and offered her a comforting smile.She said, "don't worry, I don't believe in everything I heard. I prefer kno
"It's a funny story," he answered before kissing the top of her head. She was curious now. "A boy in our class was pressuring her to get into a relationship with him. To dodge him, she asked me to be her pretend boyfriend. We acted the part until she had to leave for London," he explained. Understanding dawned on Maya. "Did you ever confront that boy?" she asked. "Not really. I saw him talking to Eviana a few times but he never bothered me," Dante replied. Maya hummed quietly. For some reason, she wasn't convinced. Something was lurking in her eyes when she said she was his girlfreind, something that made her instincts prickle. However, she knew she had no right to be jealous. What they had was still nameless. It was more than just friendship but less than a relationship. There was no confession or declaration..................After taking a shower, she concealed all her scars and went downstairs for breakfast. She spotted Eviana and Dante on the table as soon as she stepped in.