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.
"Welcome back," Eviana beamed as Dante entered through the door. Maya watched her scampering towards him from a distance. "Did you bring what I asked?" she demanded, excitedly. "Here is your chocolate cake," Dante extended the paper bag towards her, causing her to grin wider. She eagerly took the bag, bouncing in joy."And that's the reason why you are my favorite ex," Eviana chirped. Dante took her comment as a joke and proceeded towards his room. Maya turned around and left for her room. Their interaction had left a bad taste in her mouth. "Come. Have some," Eviana patted the spot beside her for him to claim. "I don't want it. You enjoy," Dante waved her offer off and headed upstairs....Maya leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes, feeling the weight of the day pressing against her eyelids. Every moment of their interaction played in her mind, each memory tightening around her chest, leaving her breathless. She hated to admit it but she was jealous. Her eyes fluttered
He skimmed the vibrator over her swollen clit. She moaned and he shushed her by placing his finger on her lips. "Not a squeak from you," he instructed in a hoarse whisper, peering deep into her eyes. She blinked at him, her eyes glazing over. He then proceeded to increase the speed and ran it along her pussylips. "Aaah," she moaned again, her body curling against the restraints. "What did I say about making noise?" he taunted, slapping her pussy. She gasped, startled by his move. He then proceeded to rub her tender flesh to ease the sting. She felt torn between the onslaught of pain and pleasure. "Have you ever tried this, sweetheart?" he questioned, pressing the running vibrator against her bundle of nerves. She shivered visibly, biting down on her lip. Amid the haze, the woman forced herself to shake her head. She had never tried a vibrator or any sex toy before. This was her first. "Innocent little thing," he smirked, slowly slipping the device into her wet hole. Her body
Her mouth went dry as she read the article. Business Tycoon Dante Martinez Caught In An Extra-Marital scandal? Next to his picture was a picture of a silhouette with a question mark written over it. Her identity wasn't disclosed. "Someone must have told the media about you," Eviana explained, note sounding happy. "Who did it?" Maya questioned, feeling out of her depth. "Don't know. But this...," she sharply pointed towards the newspaper. "...will ruin his image to the dirt," she completed, her voice reflecting concern. Maya gaped at the paper, a heavy feeling settling upon her heart. She didn't need to be told how much a rumor could damage one's image. And it wasn't even a rumor. "Katty," Eviana whispered, looking past Maya's shoulder. Maya turned around to find Katty coming straight towards her. Her gaze was hard and face a mask of rage as she stopped a step short from her. Maya opened her mouth to speak but was silenced instantly by a hard slap across her face. She momentari
She drew back and connected her gaze with him."Are you.." before she could finish, his phone began ringing again. His face twisted with irritation as he looked down at the name flashing. It was his assistant. Maya stepped away, allowing him the space. "What is it now?" he practically barked into the phone. She flinched at the harshness in his tone. However, his expression soon turned from anger to shock to consternation as worry filled his features. "I am coming," he responded before hanging up. "What happened?" Maya asked, concerned by his paled face. He looked up at her, his eyes reflecting a sense of dread. "Dad is in the hospital. He had a heart attack," he told her. "I've to go," he said absently before starting towards the door. "I'll come with you," Maya insisted, knowing very well he was already spent and this news had drained him further. She knew he would still soldier on but he would need someone to lean on. He didn't protest and took her hand. They left together.
Dante knocked at her door but no response came from the other side. "Maya?" he called, his brows furrowing in concern. The door opened a moment later revealing Maya. "You woke me. What happened?" she asked, rubbing her eyes. Dante drew her into a hug, craving comfort in the warmth of her soothing touch. "I am tired," he murmured in her hair, voice laced with exhaustion. His confession was met with a brief silence until she broke it with her question. "How is your dad?" she asked."Better but doctors will keep him under observation for a day," he informed her, nudging his nose down the slope of her neck. "Have some rest then," she suggested, trying to move away from him. He, instead, squeezed her closer and sniffed her hair. "Dante?" she called when he didn't move or speak for a long moment. He hummed against her skin, sending shivers down her spine. "You should sleep," she suggested again. "Can we talk?" he asked. He didn't want to sleep yet. A lot was going on in his head rig
"How are you feeling now, Dad?" Dante enquired, assessing his father's face which appeared to have aged a decade overnight. He was still bound to the hospital bed but much better. "How's the company?" his dad asked instead. Dante hesitated, struggling to form an answer. The company had been going downhill since the scandal broke. His team was working tirelessly to find the source of the leak, but hadn't gathered much yet. He suspected their rival company was behind it, but without solid evidence, he couldn't make any accusations."It will be better," Dante responded solemnly. Even though he didn't like his dad much, his sense of responsibility towards him still lingered. He didn't want his parents to suffer because of him. His dad was visibly disappointed with the answer. He looked away from him and fixed his eyes on the white wall across from him. "Your mother and I were discussing it. The media isn't ready to drop it no matter how much we bribe them. But we've found a way to stop