"Do I look professional?" Maya turned away from the mirror and asked him, a little nervous. Today was her first day at the job and she wanted to make a good impression. She was hired as her dad's assistant's assistant since she had no prior business experience. She had never worked except for one time when she interned for a fashion magazine. She had a fallout with her father over something and she wanted to show him that she could make money too. She was fired just a week later for her unprofessional behavior. He intently scrutinized her from head to toe, his slow gaze only adding to her nervousness. She was quick to understand his game."Stop," she grasped the cushion from the chair and tossed it at him. He was making her nervous on purpose. He grabbed the cushion before it could hit her face and chuckled. "Be serious now. Tell me how I look?" she asked again, slowly spinning for him.He advanced towards her, saying, "Magnificent, Stunning, Exquisite, beautiful, gorgeous, lov
"Finish it up quickly. The finance department is holding a meeting at 6. I want you to attend that and make notes," Mr. Steveson, her boss, and her father's assistant, instructed coldly. "Sure," Maya replied politely, ignoring his rude tone. She already knew where his hostility towards her had stemmed from. In her teen years, she had given him a lot of hard times with her playful pranks which were not very playful to him. She had never made meeting notes before so she decided to ask Mr. Steveson about it. But he responded with barbed taunts. "I am not surprised. Of course, you don't know how to write notes.." Mr. Steveson taunted, Maya lowered her gaze feeling ashamed now. "Anyway, I don't have time to teach you something as basic as this. Even an intern knows how to do it. Find one and learn from them," Mr. Steveson added dryly. Maya fought the tears that threatened to blur her vision and marched out of his room, feeling less confident now. "Do you know how to make notes?" she as
"Sir wants you to assist our new business partner from now on. Your foremost duty will be to cater to his needs and demands," Mr. Steveson informed her. "We don't want to hear any complaints. This person is very important to us. Am I clear?" Mr. Steveson added, meeting her eyes firmly. His intent gaze made it clear that he meant his every word. "I understand," Maya responded quietly. She was prepared to take on this new challenge as well.She was taken to the board room where her new boss was in a meeting with her father. Mr. Steveson opened the door. A chilly gust of AC greeted her as soon as she stepped into the room. There was no one inside except for her father and another man whose face was turned away. They were seated at the other end of the huge desk.She greeted Mr. Diaz with a beaming smile, momentarily forgetting that she was just his employee, not his daughter in the moment. Mr. Diaz's eyes softened for a brief second before he resumed his solemn demeanor. His gaze quic
"Have you had your lunch yet?" Miguel asked Maya after finishing their meeting. "I'll have now," she replied, about to stand up when he stopped her."I also haven't had lunch either. Let's have it together," he suggested eagerly. "Sorry. I like to have my lunch alone," Maya refused politely. Disappointment flickered through his eyes before he gave her a nod in understanding. "Alright. Maybe not today," he responded, smiling. After taking permission, she left his room for her own. As soon as she stepped into her room, she video-called Dante. He picked up the first ring. His charcoal grey eyes with a light blue tint lit her screen. "Have you had your lunch?" she asked, setting her laptop with her free hand. "Not yet. I was busy," he replied with a sigh. She took a moment to study his exhausted features. He was a workaholic."Are you free right now?" she asked, bringing a winning smile to his face. "I am always free for you," he replied with a teasing glint in his eyes. His playfu
Everyone's eyes were drawn to her and Dante's conveyed confusion. "I..I had put pillows," she explained, feeling a sense of unease growing in the pit of her stomach. "Millie just said there were no pillows," Eviana pointed out, her voice laced with confusion, her brows furrowed. Maya's gaze was firmly locked on Dante, silently pleading with him to believe her. He should know that she would never put Vincent's safety at risk. He was her lifeline. "You must have imagined that you placed the pillows. It happens when we are exhausted," Eviana remarked with a sympathetic tone. "I..I don't think so," Maya replied, now a bit uncertain. Did she really imagine it? Did her mind really play a trick on her? Her eyes watered a she thought about it, his silence weighing heavily on her. Dante reached her in three strides and handed Vincent to her, letting her know he believed her. "I believe you," he declared. Relief washed over her tensed features, a tear of relief slipping down her eyes.
She hated how her heart would clench with fear whenever she saw him with another woman. She knew he was her, she knew he would never cheat on her but still, her insecurities always made her think of worse scenarios. Ignoring his majestic presence, she quietly fell in line behind Miguel. Miguel pulled a chair for her. She sat down after murmuring a "thank you" to him. He claimed the spot beside her and shook hands with the delegates. Her eyes drifted over to his table and this time she caught him looking right at her. She momentarily stilled, not expecting him to spot her so quickly. His eyes were intent on her, observing her with unwavering intensity. Miguel put a hand on her shoulder, causing her to look away. "Are you okay? I've been calling you," Miguel asked in concern. Maya quickly put on a fake smile."I am sorry. I spaced out, I guess," she replied. As the meeting began, she fought to concentrate only on it. Yet the heat of his gaze from across the room was impossible to ign
"Moan my name, baby. Let me hear it," he commanded in a low growl while fucking her in a ruthless tempo. "No," she refused in spite. She wasn't going to melt that easily. He increased the intensity of his thrusts, pushing her beyond her limit. She felt his cock driving in and out of her at a relentless tempo. "Say it," he demanded, impatient to hear her moan his name. "Migu...ooohhhh" he slammed in so hard that she blanked out a for a moment. Her body convulsed involuntarily as she felt freefalling into the whirlwind of euphoria. However, before she could take her dip, a sharp sting force stopped her. His fingers crushed her clit, denying her the utmost pleasure."You jerk," she whined in annoyance, even trying to hit him with her tightly clenched fists. But her punches barely hurt him. "You want it?" he questioned with a smug smirk. She looked up at him with her half-open eyes. "I hate you," she murmured, her mind wrapped in a thick haze of lust. She wished to glare at him
Carlos emerged from Dante's office, stopping short when he ran into Eviana in the hallway. His surprise evident as he asked, "What are you doing here?" "What do you mean? It's my fiance's company. I can visit whenever I want," Eviana responded with an arrogant edge, her gaze sharpening at the mere audacity of the question. Carlos wasn't surprised to hear disdain in her voice. "Fiance? When did that happen? When did he propose?" Carlos faked curiosity, his tone dripping with sarcasm. Eviana pinned him with an annoyed look. "Who are you exactly? Why should I share our intimate moments with you?" she retorted. Amusement shining in his eyes as he mocked "To share intimate moments, you should have them too, isn't it?" "Shut up," Eviana gritted out before storming past him and towards Dante's office. Carlos snorted as he noticed the lunchbox she carried with her. ......Eviana knocked once at the door before pushing it open. "May I come in," she asked, her red lips curled into a
"You okay?" Miguel questioned after noticing her dour mood. "I am good," Maya answered flatly. Her lips pursed by suppressed fury. "Alright. Get up. We have somewhere to be," Miguel prompted her. Maya frowned. "Where to? You didn't say anything about going anywhere" she asked"It was last minute," he stated. Maya drew a sigh before getting to her feet. He hadn't stopped calling and messaging her since morning. But her anger hadn't eased a bit. Actually, she was more hurt than angry. She cut yet another call and followed Miguel out. She was determined to not forgive him this easily. He pulled over in front of a restaurant. They took their seat at the table in the corner. "Who are we meeting?" Maya questioned, drawing out her tab from the bag to jot down notes. "They'll be here any minute," Miguel said, taking a quick glance at his watch. Maya nodded while Miguel beckoned a waiter."Two drinks for us," he ordered. Maya didn't object. She was also craving something strong to fo
"Don't try me," he warned her, adopting a tone he had never used with her before. Maya was stunned, heartbroken. "What's wrong with you?" Maya retorted, not able to understand why he was being such a jerk to her. Dante let out an exasperated sigh. "Just apologize to Eviana," he said. "I won't," Maya refused outrightly. Dante clenched his jaw. "It's okay. I don't want any apology. Just don't fight on my account," Eviana interrupted. "She has slapped you. It's not a trivial matter. The least you deserve is an apology," Katty asserted, giving dirty eye to Maya. Dante took an angry stride towards her, his huge frame dwarfing hers. "Don't push it, Maya. Just do as I say," he gritted out. He loved her but he wouldn't support her where she was wrong. She needed to take responsibility for her mistakes. "Watch your tone with me," Maya seethed, not backing out. "And you want her to run this house with you. She is immature, who can't take responsibility for her own actions," Katty punct
"Come in," she answered, her tone tinged with mild annoyance at the interruption. A man came in, carrying a large bouquet of roses. She got up from her chair, confused. The man extended the bouquet towards her. She stared at the bouquet, hesitant to take it."This is for you," he clarified, noticing her hesitation. "For me?" she asked, her curiosity piqued. She took the bouquet and began searching for a note. There it was nestled among the crimson blossoms. A knowing smile spread across her face as she realized who the sender was. "I'll take my leave," the man said. She nodded absently, her entire focus centered on the card. She opened the note, and her smile grew into a full-blown grin as she read it: "I Love You," in all caps. She gently brushed her fingers over the letters, her heart blooming like those flowers. You are my heaven. It is a simple sentence but deep enough to stir butterflies in her stomach. She couldn't stop smiling as she read and reread his confession. Bringi
"He was seen around your office a few times," Peter dropped the bomb. Maya gulped. She could sense that freak was onto something. He wanted to exact revenge for hurting him. "Where is he now?" Maya demanded, slowly losing her patience. She had to nab him before he did something horrible. "You were right in your assumption. Someone is protecting him. There have been no transactions in his accounts for months which means he has another account. Someone is aiding him financially," Peter revealed. Maya nodded, taking in details."He is also being protected. Someone is making sure his locations remain hidden," Peter discussed, standing in front of him, he asked, "Could it be someone from your family?" "Huh?" Maya responded, not expecting the question. "I was wondering if someone from your family is using him to harm you. Your family is rich too," Peter explained. "No," Maya answered, without missing a beat. Her parents hated Paulo. They would never do something like that. Peter nodded
"You are mad at me?" he questioned, walking into the room. She turned away without uttering a word. Dante drew a heavy sigh and sauntered towards her. He came to stand beside his woman and gazed down at his son. The boy rewarded him with a bright smile, melting his heart."Hi there," he cooed, leaning closer to him. The boy sneezed, his tiny body shaking with the motion. A spray of spit landed on Dante's face."Very good," Dante sighed, leaning away. Maya's mouth curved into an approving smile."My smart boy," Maya praised her son, happy to see how he avenged her. Dante scowled. "So I am the enemy now," he stated, looking at her with slightly narrowed eyes. A hint of amusement flickered in his eyes. She didn't respond and kept swaying Vincent. Her silent treatment and ignoring games were her worst torture methods. "I didn't know she would do something like that," he shared with a sigh. She stopped in her movements and raised her gaze to his. "Sometimes she forgets she is just a
No matter how much they wanted to stay here- away from the world, in their own little bubble- they had to return home. Vincent must be waiting for them. "I am certain I had closed the tent," Maya ascertained. She knew she would never compromise with Vincent's safety, even in a haze. His safety and protection were her topmost priority. "There's a chance he opened it himself," Dante guessed. "Are you serious? He is just a child. He cannot possibly reach that high," Maya argued, her voice edged with disbelief. She didn't know how it happened. She would have called it a conspiracy but who in the world could harbor animosity towards Vincent? He was just a little, innocent kid. Tears welled up in her eyes as she recalled the moment. A paralyzing fear had seized her the moment she learned about his disappearance. In that moment she raised just how much Vincent meant to her. "Why are you crying?" Dante asked, frowning. "The thought of something happening to him..........I'd neve
The warmth of the bonfire bathed them in its golden hue, flickering across their heat-flushed cheeks as they surrendered themselves to each other. She shifted slightly in his lap, moaning and gasping as he kissed her without holding back. His hands were all over her body, his mouth crushing hers with a sense of urgency. She was locked in his embrace of seduction, destined to stay within them forever. His lips moved against hers, hungry and eager, determined to consume her from inside and out. Her lips were intoxicating- an addictive mixture of sweetness and raw desire. He moved his hands along the curve of her spine, a grunt vibrating with desire escaped his mouth. She was perfect. She inched away, breaking their kiss. Her lips hovered above his, tantalising his nerves, teasing his cock. Their breath mixed in one, their heart beating in sync. The flames along with mischief dancing in her blue eyes as she tilted her head backward, exposing the slope of her neck. Dante sucked in a br
The wind, sharp as blades, cut through them as he carried her towards the ground. The sun had already set and the night was slowly sprawling its wings across the sky. Gently, he lowered her to the ground, his movements deliberate and tender. She hugged him before he could move away, desperate for his warmth. It was too cold out here. Her teeth were chattering. Dante looked around. They had successfully landed themselves in the densest part of the woods. They were now trapped between the river and the jungle. "Let me gather some wood and then we can light a fire," he told her softly. "It's cold," she whimpered, her grip tightening, unwilling to let him go. "I know. That's why we need fire to keep us warm," he explained to her. Besides, they needed fire to stave off wild animals. She thought about it for a moment before reluctantly drawing away. He then quickly went into the woods to collect wood. As he didn't have a torch or phone with him, he had to collect the branches and st
After putting Vincent to sleep, she stepped out of the tent and ventured deep into the woods to relieve herself. A flicker of unease stirred within her at the thought of going in alone but she dismissed it. The sun was up and beaming. This wasn't her first time staying in the woods anyway, back in her teen years she had taken a lot of trips with her friends. Dante was out somewhere, entertaining his endless business calls. Katty and others were sprawled across the blanket in the distance, engrossed in animated conversation. The woman made sure to zip the tent for Vincent's safety. After relieving herself, she was coming back to the tent when she realised she had lost her way. After struggling for some time, she finally found her way back only to be met with an unexpected sight. Everyone looked visibly tensed, searching frantically for something. Dante came out of a tent, his expression was strained with worry. "What's wrong?" Maya questioned as she came closer, instantly catching hi