MasukOne Year to Lose You Maya Bennett has twelve months left to live. At twenty-one, she has everything: bestselling books, wealth, and a man who loves her enough to kneel with a ring in his hand. So she breaks his heart. On the night he proposes, Maya tells Ray she has fallen out of love. That she wants someone else, she walks away before he can see her fall apart because it’s easier to be hated than mourned. Then she meets Jay, a stranger in sportswear who can’t pay his taxi fare, so she thought… but in the real sense, he is the man the city knows as billionaire Jay Naire. She offers him a deal: pretend to be her boyfriend for one year. Make it convincing for Ray to forget her before she’s gone, and Jay agrees. But the more they fake it, the more real it becomes. And before the year runs out, Maya finds herself trapped between two men, the one she tried to save, and the one who refuses to let her go. Will twelve months be enough to lose both of them? Or will she run out of time first?
Lihat lebih banyakMAYA
“I’m sorry, Maya. But from the test results… You barely have one year to live.”
For a moment, I thought Dr Mike was joking.
People don’t just walk into a hospital and get told they’re dying. At least not at twenty-one.
I waited for him to laugh and say he was kidding.
He didn’t.
Every other word coming out of his mouth started sounding distant, like someone had dropped me underwater.
“Maya.”
His voice came louder this time.
I blinked slowly and looked at him.
“You have an aggressive autoimmune hematologic condition,” he said carefully. “It’s already advanced.”
Advanced?
That word echoed in my head.
I knew something was wrong with my body. The constant fatigue. The migraines that made me want to smash my head against the wall. The nosebleeds that came out of nowhere.
But dying?
That wasn’t part of the possibilities.
“Does anyone else know?” I finally asked.
My voice sounded strange, even to me.
“No,” he said.
“Good.”
I grabbed my bag before my hands started shaking.
“No one should know. Especially not him.”
“Maya…”
“It will break him.”
Dr Mike leaned forward slightly.
“You shouldn’t carry something like this alone.”
“I will manage,” I cut in quickly.
If I stayed one more minute in that office, I was going to collapse.
“Thank you, doctor.”
I stood up and walked out before he could say anything else.
The hospital hallway felt too normal. How was the world still moving when I had just been told I was dying?
Lilly jumped to her feet the moment she saw me.
“What did he say?” she asked immediately. “Are you okay?”
I didn’t answer.
I just walked straight into her arms.
The tears came before I could stop them.
Her whole body stiffened.
“Maya… what happened?”
“Drive me to your house,” I whispered.
That was the only thing I could say.
*******
The drive to Lilly’s place was quiet.
She kept glancing at me like I might disappear if she looked away too long.
The moment we stepped inside her apartment, she turned to face me.
“Maya.”
I told her everything. Every single word the doctor said. By the time I finished, she was already shaking her head.
“No.”
Her voice cracked.
“No, this doesn’t make sense. You’re twenty-one.”
“I noticed,” I said dryly.
“This kind of thing doesn’t just happen to people our age.”
“Apparently it does.”
She paced the room like she was trying to outrun the news.
“We’ll try another hospital,” she said quickly. “A second opinion. A third opinion. I don’t care.”
Her eyes were filling with tears.
“I’m not losing you.”
That broke something inside me. I wrapped my arms around her.
“You’re not losing me yet.”
She pulled back suddenly.
“Have you told Ray?”
My heart stopped for a second, Ray.
I hadn’t stopped thinking about him since the doctor said those words.
“No.”
“You have to tell him.”
“No.”
“Maya…”
“I can’t.”
I shook my head.
“I watched what his sister’s death did to him. He almost lost his mind.”
My throat tightened.
“I’m not going to make him spend the next year watching me die.”
The words felt heavy in my mouth.
“He deserves to be happy.”
Even if that happiness isn’t with me. The tears I had been fighting finally escaped.
Lilly hugged me tightly.
“We’ll fix this,” she whispered. “We’ll find something.”
I wiped my face and forced a small smile.
“I need to get ready.”
“For what?”
“Dinner with Ray.”
She stared at me like I had just lost my mind.
“Seriously?”
“Life doesn’t pause because I’m dying.”
The word sounded strange when I said it out loud.
**************
A few hours later, I stood in front of my mirror wearing a short black dress.
Light makeup. Just the way Ray likes it.
If this is one of the last nights we’ll spend together, I want him to remember me like this, beautiful, happy, and alive.
He picked a rooftop restaurant.
Soft golden lights. Flower petals on the floor. The New York skyline glowing behind him.
And Ray standing there looking at me like I was his entire world.
“You look beautiful, sugar,” he said, pulling me into his arms.
My stomach twisted.
“So beautiful.”
His voice softened.
“I can’t imagine my life without you.”
Please stop. Please don’t say things like that.
“I love you more than anything.”
Then he stepped back, and slowly dropped to one knee.
My heart stopped.
He opened the ring box. The diamond sparkled under the lights.
“From the first day I saw you at that book signing,” he said, his voice shaking slightly, “I knew you were the one.”
My chest tightened.
“I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Maya.”
He looked up at me.
“Marry me.”
For a second, the world stood still.
This was everything I ever wanted. A home, kids, growing old with him.
But I don’t get old. I get one year.
I slowly stepped back.
His smile faded.
“Maya?”
I couldn’t look at him. If I did, I would say yes.
“I’m sorry, Raymond,” I said quietly.
“But I can’t marry you.”
The confusion in his eyes hurt more than anything.
“I’ve fallen out of love with you,” I continued.
“I’m in love with someone else.”
The words tasted like poison.
“I’ve been meaning to tell you.”
Ray stared at me. Then he laughed.
“Must you always try to scare me like this?” he said lightly.
“Sugar, you should see your face right now.”
“I’m not joking.”
The smile slowly disappeared.
“What?”
“I’m tired of pretending.”
“My heart skips for another man now.”
The ring was still in his hand.
“You’re serious?” he asked.
I nodded.
“This isn’t funny, Maya.”
“It’s not supposed to be.”
His eyes searched my face desperately.
“Look at me and say you don’t love me.”
My chest felt like it was collapsing.
“I don’t love you anymore.”
The words nearly destroyed me.
Ray didn’t laugh this time.
“Maya…”
I turned before he could finish.
Because if I stayed one more second… I would break.
MAYA“You are forgetting something very important here. Yes, you were there when I had my son. You gave me all the emotional support, but he is my son! He will bear my name. You can’t coerce me to give him your name.”He began to laugh hysterically, the kind that made my skin crawl.He ran upstairs and came back down almost immediately, holding a document in his hands.“Oh, I knew it,” he said while laughing. “I knew you would become ungrateful someday. You cheap slut.”Slut? The word echoed in my ears.Who is this man standing in front of me?Where is John?The sweet man who stayed awake all night when I was pregnant and throwing up. The man who rubbed my feet and kissed my forehead. The man who promised to protect my son and me.This man feels like his evil twin.I dragged the collar of my dress back into place shakily when I noticed his eyes on my neck. He grabbed the collar.“What are you doing? You are hurting me.”“Hickey!” he snapped. “Do you think I’m a fool? You go back to yo
MAYAI looked away immediately, avoiding his eyes completely.“It doesn’t matter how I feel,” I said quietly. “I’ll be marrying John in four weeks.”The words sounded rehearsed, like I was trying to convince myself more than him. Maybe if I repeated it enough times, it would finally settle inside my chest and stop feeling wrong.If I stopped seeing Jay, stopped hearing his voice, stopped allowing myself to remember what it felt like being in his arms, I would finally focus on the life I built in Ireland.But how do you stop seeing someone you share a child with?“Okay,” he said after a pause. “If that’s what you want, good luck.”His calmness hurt more than anger would have.I wanted a reaction, a fight, something reckless and emotional. Something that sounded like, No, pumpkin, don’t do this. Stay with me. I’ll fix it.Instead, he simply carried Maya into his arms.“I’ll take her to her room.” And then he left.I sat there staring at the empty doorway, feeling stupidly disappointed.
CHAPTER 77JAYShe bit her lower lip, dragging it. Damn! I was already turned on. In a split second, we were kissing, smooching. I miss those succulent lips. “I missed you so much, pumpkin.” I whispered in between smooching kisses. Both our dresses were now on the floor, leaving us naked with our bodies gummed up at each other.I hum her up to the soft mattress, spread her legs apart. Shit! Her pussy was dripping wet already. So much that my cork was forcing itself to come out of my pants. The bulge was killing me.I licked her up with my tongue. “Urghhh!!! Jay.”“Yes, moan for me, baby.” Her soft moans were driving me insane. Her eyes were rolling from pleasure. I love how quickly her legs were vibrating. My hand softly caresses her left nipple. She cum, as her pussy juices splashed all over my face. I lost it when she pushed me down, and took my already precum dick into her mouth and suck me. She is fucking good with this, so good. Nobody does it better. I kept thrusting in and
JAYShe ended the call and looked up at me. “I’ll call him later.”Nothing had changed about Maya, same eyes, and softness, the kind that made you forget everything else for a second. If time could pause, I would leave it right here, just us, no complications, no past, or future.“Come and show me the kitchen,” she said, already getting up. “I need to make food for my daughter before she wakes up.”“Yes, boss.”I led the way, watching her from the corner of my eye. The apron was hanging right where it always was. She grabbed one, and without thinking, I grabbed the other.“What are you doing?” she asked, narrowing her eyes at me.“Helping a gorgeous woman in the kitchen. Your assistant chef is here, ready to take orders.”I gave a small bow, copying the way chefs greet in restaurants. She burst out laughing, the sound filling the space in a way that made me smile as well. I have missed seeing her laugh this hard.“I just want to make something she’ll like,” she said, still smiling.“A












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