LOGINThe morning air felt cooler than usual, moving through my hair in a way that made it cover my face as I stood on the tarmac beside the sleek private jet. I spun a little, surprised at the bold inscription “BANKS” written on the body. The Banks family wasn't really out to play.My suitcase rested beside me, wheels locked on the smooth concrete. The wind tugged at the hem of my light trench coat, but I kept my chin high. This trip wasn’t just about the project. It was about proving to myself, and to everyone else that I belonged here, that I deserved the position Williams had placed me in.Williams stood a few feet away, talking quietly with the pilot. He looked sharp in a casual navy shirt and dark trousers, sleeves rolled up like always. Even under the cold weather that looked like it was about to rain, this man had yanked off his jacket still. Our eyes met for a second. He gave me a small, warm smile, the kind that still made my stomach flutter even after everything. I looked away
The door glided shut slowly as Williams stepped in fully, his presence filling the room like a storm about to break. His eyes locked on Jeff, cold and sharp.“I said, repeat what you just said,” he ordered, voice low but cutting.Jeff’s face went pale. Sweat beaded on his forehead. He looked between Williams and me, lips quivering as if he might bite on his tongue. For a second, I thought he might run. “Wait,” Williams ordered. Jeff paused. “Call Elizabeth in,” Jeff nodded, shaking his head too fast. Then he moved over to the landline, grabbed the receiver with shaky hands, paused for a few seconds before finally speaking into the receiver.In a few minutes, the door swung open. Elizabeth walked in with her usual confident stride, red lips curved in that fake smile. But the moment she saw the look on Williams’ face, her expression faltered.“Now, go on,” Williams nudged Jeff. The fidgeting man’s eyes moved from my face to Williams’ then to Elizabeth, and back to Williams.Then the w
Tomorrow, we leave for the trip. Williams had made a few calls getting the private jet ready as we stepped out of the car and into the lobby of Banks Holdings. I headed straight for the elevator, with Patra giving that friendly smile. I returned it, face straight toward the elevator. “Ms. Delaney,” someone called from behind. I spun, it was Jeff. I paused. He walked up to me with his usual polite smile, but I was in no mood to return it. Williams took the executive elevator while I stood there, eager to hear Jeff speak and act like he cared. “How are you faring?” he asked. “You weren’t at work yesterday. Everything okay?” I peered into his eyes. The words I wanted to say burned on my tongue, but not here in the open lobby, with eyes still on my skin, like they were waiting for me to flare, run, or cry. But I knew one thing, there was no way I was boarding the same jet with this man tomorrow morning without knowing who he really was. It had been hard enough breathing the sa
Williams had pushed the door open shortly after I walked into my office. It was safe to say he was eager to see me this morning, because why was he unusually early to office today? Now he stood in the doorway clutching his leather bag a little tighter, his eyes bright, and chest thumping lightly like a child that had won candies from a school's dance competition “What?” I drawled, as he had refused to move. Fingers digging up a few files from the drawer open under my desk. His lips lifted just at the corner. “I was almost out of breath yesterday when you were not here… but I know you needed the rest,” “Oh, please,” I sang, hoping the files in my hand were enough to hide how visibly shaky I was just from him being around. “That's the truth, Maya. I'm glad it paid off anyway…. I mean, you're glowing.” He added. “Uhmmm,” I nodded lightly, letting the files rest for a while. “Let's just say I'm back and better for the upcoming project,” He nodded. “That. We're moving over to
I knew this impromptu meeting with Maya wasn’t going to end well for Amila and me. I wouldn’t hear the last of it. The moment Maya walked past us with those luxury shopping bags swinging from her fingers, something inside my chest cracked open. But not only that bothered me, but this Maya was new, different from the soft-spoken Maya I had always known.Where did she get all that boldness from? She had stood in front of me and thrown those sharp words like she had been saving them for years. That was definitely Williams’ touch. He had given her wings to fly, and she was doing really great at it.My throat tightened as I watched her hair sway until she disappeared through the glass doors at the end of the hallway. Different thoughts crashed through my mind all at once. I had no idea how long I stood staring in that direction until a hard slap landed across my cheek. The sound was low, but the sting burned deep into my skin, almost causing my eyes to redden. It was Amila.How dare she
I pushed through the crowded mall with my shopping bag swinging lightly against my leg. I had come to pick up a few things for the TerraNova trip.It was safe to say I was beginning to feel like myself again, like the Maya Delaney I knew before Gabriel happened. Me, Maya? In a luxury shopping mall?Gabriel would have screamed into my ears reminding me I was being wasteful… Extravagant! Yes, that's the word. But the money Williams had sent me without me asking, it was enough to pay for even more items. And yes, I got a new pair of shoes too.That awesome pair from Jimmy Choo I had always admired and wanted, the same ones Gabriel termed too pricey, right after squandering even more on hotel and vacation bills for him and his flat-ass personal assistant, right before Amila showed up. Well, I have better things to focus my pretty mind on; my luxury brands’ shopping bags that sat pretty on my fingers.Then I saw him. Gabriel! He stood near the entrance of a high-end store, scrolling thro
“Oh, my Lord!” I gasped. Eyes moistened at once. The phone in my hand was visibly shaking. I had no idea Evelyn stood by the door, watching.I tilted my head backward. Pain writhing my heart apart. Then footsteps clicked, I looked and it was Helen, she walked into the bedroom.“Don't tell me it's a
“What do you think you're doing being here?” I blurted. Words had fallen out of clenched teeth. “Are you trying to buy my mother over now?” I made sure to keep my voice low. The last thing I wanted was for my mother to hear Gabriel and me arguing. Of course, she would lecture me on how much I shou
“Wait, you're saying you spent an entire night with the hottest bachelor in this city,” Evelyn drawled. “I mean, Billionaire Williams Banks… Man who commands a conglomerate of businesses, and you're not over the roof?” I stood by the window, fists clenched around the curtains in my hand; the brigh
I moved, to get on him, of course that was all I was used to, humping on Gabriel. But his thick hands pinned me down.“Don't rush,” he muttered lowly, his eyes had turned into something else, dim, dark, seductive blue. I watched as he moved, then he dropped to his knees before me, his hands restin







