Contracted To The Cold Mafia Billionaire

Maya’s POVThe piercing sound of my alarm clock shattered the fragile peace of my room, pulling me out from my deep sleep.I stretched my hands, yawning before rubbing the remaining sleep away from my eyes. I got out of my worn out bed that had the foam peeling out of it already.As always, the smell of alcohol wafted through the air, and I was again reminded about the daily activities of my father. Brushing it away, I turned to look at the clock on the wall and I realized that I was already late.I quickly rushed to the bathroom, took a bath, wore my clothes and shoes before I grabbed my bag and walked out of my room.On the bus, I tried to review my notes for today’s classes, but the bustling motion made it nearly impossible. My mind raced with a million thoughts: assignments due, exams looming, and the never-ending cycle of work and study.I got to campus just in time for classes and I felt my heart flutter as I took in the environment for the nth time. Despite the fact that I was

Maya’s POVI was enjoying my sleep, tossing and turning as I enjoyed the feel of a soft and comfortable bed, unlike the one that I had back at home. Suddenly, I heard the sound of the dirt opening and getting against the wall. Waking from my sleep, I starting wondering who it could be. Before I could form words or even speak up, I felt hands tightly pressing against my throat, cutting off my breath. I looked up and saw that it was Sarah and she had an evil look in her eyes. I struggled against her, trying to pry her hands away from my neck. It felt like an eternity as I struggled against her while she kept on trying to strangle the life out of me. I started feeling dizzy and slowly losing my consciousness, I kept fighting for air and tears started to fall down my face. As I kept on struggling against her, Anna burst into the room with wide eyes as she watched the scene unfolding in front of her. Hurrying quickly to me, she pulled Sarah away from me, putting an end to my breathl

Maya’s POVWe finally got back to the mansion after what felt like hours and I stared at the house in appreciation. I still hadn’t gotten used to how magnificent the mansion looked. It was like a view out of the books and the soft glow of the sun setting bathed the building and as much as I’d hate to admit it, I loved living in somewhere as beautiful as this. As I stepped out of the car, the staffs quickly moved to unload the shopping bags, their efficiency a stark contrast to the nervousness that I was feeling and I couldn’t seem to understand why I was feeling nervous. I offered them a polite thank you before turning my attention to Alexander, who had already begun to make his way towards the entrance.“Wait,” I called out, hurrying to catch up to him. “Thank you for today, once again. I really appreciate.”Alexander turned to me, his expression unreadable as he regarded me for a moment. “It was nothing,” he replied curtly, his tone distant. But I felt a glimmer of hope because at

Maya’s POVAs I settled into the chair, the stylists got to work, their nimble fingers skillfully weaving through my hair as they began to style it. While one person was coming out the knots from my hair, the other was hearing up the curler and curling my hair into loose waves. The makeup artists were also working at the same time, applying what looked like foundation and primer into my face, dabbing it into my skin until when it perfect early sat on it. They moved to my eyelids, telling me to close my eyes before lining them and putting eyeshadow on it. I opened my eyes and they coated my eyelashes with mascara, making them look longer and fuller than they naturally were, they put some blush on my face, highlighting my cheeks and giving a gentle glow. As each of them worked on every part of my head, I couldn’t help but feel nervous because I didn’t know what to expect. Each stroke of their brush and dab of makeup on my face was a step closer to making me look amazing. I looked at

Alexander’s POVI stood in the living room, adjusting my cuff links and inhaling deeply as I braced myself for the evening ahead because I would be introducing Maya as my wife to be. I turned around and there she was at the edge of the stairs.I was thrown off by how beautiful and captivating Maya appeared in the dress she was wearing. I had felt the same way earlier when we were shopping but I had just put it off but now looking at her look so… I don’t even know was just overwhelming. She looked elegant but at the same time alluring and eatable and for reasons I could not fathom, I was bothered by how beautiful she looked and how she was making me feel all sort of things. I had drawn back from kissing her when I had gone to tell her about the dinner we were attending tonight. It had been so hard to pull myself away from her but I had to stay focused and keep my distance from her. She walked to where I was and I held her hand and led her out to the car that was waiting for her so we