LOGINAlexander’s POV
It took everything in me to stop myself from making a move on Maya. I could see how much she was struggling to keep a straight face while trying her best to remain composed all through the wedding ceremony.
The wedding had gone perfectly and I admired how well she had managed to keep her cool and not break apart or caused a scene even if she was hesitant to say her vows. I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t also impressed by how she had effortlessly put on a show and acted like she was born into this dangerous life, like she was made for it.
Maya’s POVIt has been a couple of days since the last time I saw Alexander. I had been seating at the table and reading, we had engaged in a small conversation before an awkward silence overwhelmed us and he walked away without looking back. I had planned to talk to him then and I didn’t get to, and now, since that day I have not as much as seen or heard from him. I didn’t know why it hurt so much or why I kept overthinking it, I even felt like he was intentionally staying away from me and I wanted to ask him even if I didn’t understand my conflicted thoughts. But, every time I stayed up late waiting for him, I ended up falling asleep before he gets back and sometimes he never came back to the house at all. It shouldn’t have been bothering me but it did, I was all alike in a big house and I was bored all the time, I had no one to talk to aside Anna and most times she was always busy with work. For some reason, I cared about his absence and I felt unwanted- just like I had when I
Alexander’s POVLife after the wedding had been quiet. Peaceful, evenFor the first time in a very long time, my mother wasn’t nagging me on and on about finding a woman and getting married to give her grandchildren and an heir that would take over from me. That alone was worth the inconvenience of getting married to Maya. The silence that now enveloped the house has been nothing but soothing and it gave me the space to go back to my normal routine of alternating between my businesses and working in my home office. Two weeks had passed since the wedding, and I had barely spoken to my new wife. Not that I minded. She seemed content to keep her distance, and I didn’t feel the need to bridge the gap. There was no sense in forcing something that neither of us was eager for.The demands of my business consumed most of my time, as always. I alternated between managing my legitimate ventures, overseeing the less than legal operations, and handling the occasional… disagreement in the basemen
Maya’s POVI laid in bed, tossing and turning, still unable to sleep. My head kept swirling with different thoughts and I groaned, sitting up to rest my head against the headboard. I was meant to be relieved- happy even and I guessed a part of me was. I hadn’t been looking forward to whatever “wedding night” expectations might entail, but his complete lack of interest had me questioning everything.Am I… not good enough? I thought to myself and the realization hit me like a pick to the gut. I got up and out of bed before moving to the mirror that was in the corner of my room. I slowly pulled off my pajamas, the sound of the silk fabric echoing through the room. I stood in front of the mirror naked and stared at my reflection. I wasn’t unaware of how imperfect my body was. The faint rolls on the sides of my stomach, the stretch marks that painted my hips and thighs like an unwanted reminder of my imperfections. My thighs weren’t slim and toned like the women I imagined Alexander sur
Alexander’s POVI increased my pace and walked down the hallway and headed to my room, I had clenched my jaw tightly and my breathing was unsteady as I tried to control myself. Each step away from the room Maya was in felt like pain as my erection throbbed in my pants. She had done so much to me and she had no idea of it. Why the fuck is my body reacting to her?I passed door after door, my mind racing as fast as my legs. I needed to get to my room, to get away, to do anything but let her image stay burned into my thoughts. But it was impossible to get her- the curve of her body, the swell of her succulent and perky breast and the way her body had glistened under the dim light or the heavenly sighs that came out of her mouth- out of my mind. I wanted to go back there, tell her to strip and fuck her like I wanted to over and over again but I shook that thought out of my mind. Fuck! I wasn’t some teenage boy that had just gone through puberty, I was a fucking grown man and I was losin
Alexander’s POVDamn she is beautiful.I was frozen in place, my feet was glued to the spot as if that had a mind of their own. My breath caught in my throat and all the wheels in my brain had seemed to stop working the moment my eyes fell on her body. I was definitely not supposed to here, spying on her while she was taking a shower. I wasn’t supposed to be looking at like this… with so much… I had no idea.But how could I not?The steam that was coming from the water wrapped around her like a blanket and c
Alexander’s POVWe got into the car and we sat down in silence, I brought out my phone from my pocket and kept my eyes on it to distract me, out of the corner of my eyes, I could see how Maya was playing with her fingers and her nails were pinching into her skin roughly but it was not enough to draw blood. I had noticed that it was something she always did whenever she was nervous or tense because I had seen her do it a lot of time in the small amount of time we had spent together in the same space, it was small but enough to be noticed by me. Her discomfort radiated off her in waves, filling the car with a tension I found oddly satisfying. The dark side of me enjoyed seeing her in turmoil and how she was squirming in her seat. She was overthinking, that much was obvious. Probably replaying every second of the reception, imagining scenarios that wouldn’t happen. I smirked to myself, the twisted part of me relishing her struggle to keep herself composed. She was easy to read in thes







