[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] Maisie is raised on a remote private island owned by her wealthy, controlling family. As the eldest daughter of her parents, she is groomed from childhood to be the perfect and obedient woman. Her every move is strictly monitored, and any defiance is met with harsh discipline from her misogynistic father. While her siblings are afforded freedom, Maisie feels like a caged bird whose spirit is slowly being crushed under the weight of her family's antiquated traditions. She dreams of one day spreading her wings. However, her glimmer of hope is abruptly extinguished when her father informs her he has arranged for her to marry the notoriously cold and ruthless son of a business associate in a strategic move to strengthen the family's corporate empire. Though apprehensive about being shackled to a man rumored to be a beast, Maisie agrees, desperate to finally earn her father's approval and love. The wedding takes place and Maisie is whisked away to her new husband's chilling villa, a place as bleak as its master. Will Maisie find freedom and happiness in her new home, or has she merely been transported to a new hell? Can she tame the beast and thaw his frozen heart? Or will their union finally tear Maisie's soul apart?
View MoreMAISIEI arrived home quicker this time. The heavy traffic had lessened.The evening chill had seeped into my bones, so I ran a warm bath, adding a few drops of lavender oil to the steaming water.After my bath, I dressed in the comfortable clothes Jason had given me for our trip when we were in his suite—soft cotton pants and a matching top adding a long-sleeved cardigan for warmth.I ate dinner alone at the kitchen counter, the silence of the house pressing in around me. For the first time in a long while, I felt the emptiness of being alone at home. No Don's quiet presence filling the space.Opening the refrigerator, I reached for a bottle of liquor. A drink seemed perfect for the evening—something to take the edge off my nerves as I waited.Just as I closed the refrigerator door, I heard the distinctive sound of a car pulling into the driveway.My heart leapt, and I grabbed the bottle before hurrying to the front door.I pulled it open just as Jason was getting out of his car.He
MAISIEDon’s response silenced me immediately. I felt the truth of his words like a physical weight on my chest, stealing my breath. How could a child so young understand something so profound, so heartbreaking?I hated to admit it, but he was right. It wasn't easy to be a student in today's world. The expectations were immense. Hours spent behind desks, surrounded by books and worksheets. Studying until exhaustion set in, only to find that what remained to learn was even greater. The pressure, the anxiety, the constant push for achievement—it was too much for adults, let alone children.I reached for his small hand, cradling it between my palms. His fingers were cool against my skin, reminding me of how fragile he really was beneath that wise exterior."Well, what do you think of a rest period?" I suggested with forced optimism. "You'll undergo an operation tomorrow, and you can use the recovery time to rest from studies and everything that bothers you. We'll be together, and you won
MAISIEI remained in the doorway long after Raphael had disappeared from view, thinking about the strange twists and turns of life. How paths diverge and sometimes, unexpectedly, converge again. Our sad stories might share similar events and features, the same villains and settings, but our losses remained uniquely our own, as did our ways of surviving them.I closed the door and wiped away the tears that had dampened my eyelashes. The conversation with Raphael still echoed in my mind. The emotional weight of our reunion settled over me—comforting yet heavy with memories."Oh no!" I gasped suddenly, remembering my promise. "I was supposed to bring Don his things!"I hurried down the hallway to his room. Pushing open his door, I headed toward his closet, intending to pack a bag for his hospital stay. But something caught my eye—a neatly packed duffel bag sitting on his bed as if waiting for me."What's this?" I murmured, approaching it curiously.I unzipped the bag to find his clothes
MAISIEMy voice broke slightly. "My son became my reason to turn back. He had done nothing wrong and deserved better than the ugly fate I had chosen for myself. He deserved a chance at life, even if that life began with me as his mother."I wiped away a tear that had escaped despite my efforts to remain composed. "I made a promise that night standing in that river, that I would live for him and give him everything our family never gave me: love, support, encouragement, safety. I would break the cycle no matter how hard it was."Raphael reached over and squeezed my hand gently. For a moment, we were children again, finding comfort in each other amid the chaos of our home."The reason we suffered all these years… he was arrested today," he said after a moment in a more professional tone. The police officer in him replaced the vulnerable brother. "He'll pay the price for everything he did to you, to both of us."I sat up straight, confusion replacing the emotional exhaustion I'd been fee
MAISIEI threw my weight on the sofa and sighed deeply. Looking away from Raphael's intense gaze, I focused on the patterns in the carpet."Children who suffer from domestic violence... these children never grow up.” The words caught slightly in my throat.I couldn't maintain eye contact with him. It felt too raw, too exposing so I rested my head on the couch cushion and stared at the blank ceiling as my thoughts wandered through the labyrinth of painful memories that had shaped us both."And they won't be free even if they run away," I continued, watching dust particles dance in the sunlight streaming through the window. "Five years? Ten years? Time passes while they remain stuck in the past, replaying the same scenes over and over. I haven't forgotten anything. Not a single word, not a single bruise. I've just... accepted it. Learned to live with the scars like they're part of my skin now."Silence filled the room for several long minutes.Raphael shifted in his seat. He ran his fin
MAISIEDon came back from the examination room minutes after his father had left, and we were led to the room booked for his recovery.I was shocked by the room that Jason had paid for. I was expecting a standard hospital room, but this was a luxurious suite in the VIP wing! Except for the medical equipment, it resembled a fancy hotel room with upscale furnishings, premium entertainment systems, and exceptional amenities designed to make the hospital stay as comfortable as possible.Many prestigious medical centers offer these exclusive accommodations for wealthy patients, celebrities, and donors, creating an environment that feels more like a high-end hotel than a hospital. These luxury suites typically include separate sitting areas and hotel-quality furnishings—all while maintaining the necessary medical functionality."This is... excessive," I murmured, running my hand along the polished surface of a sleek side table.Nathan arrived shortly after to discuss the final details of th
MAISIEI wiped away the tear that had rolled down my cheek and turned off the microphone. Looking up, I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself.Being an emotional person with so many feelings can be absolute torture sometimes.I gasped when the door suddenly opened only to sigh with relief upon seeing Jason standing there.My coat hung casually over one shoulder, my bag dangling from his hand."Are you done?" I asked, walking toward him."I finished seconds before you spoke on the microphone," he admitted. "I was listening to your words while I was in the corridor."Mentally reviewing everything I'd just said, I felt a wave of embarrassment wash over me. Damn the alcohol for loosening my tongue!"Did I say too much?" I asked, my cheeks warming.Jason lifted my coat, holding it open for me to slip my arms through."No," he said softly. "And you know what? I won't hate him even if he despises me to my core. I'll protect him and always stand by his side, even against his will. I'll
MAISIE"I’ve learned to control myself even more when you're with me," Jason murmured, turning his chair to face the computer.His fingers resumed their effortless dance across the keyboard, yet his thoughts were nowhere near the screen. "It feels like my soul is constantly on the verge of escaping, rushing toward you. No matter how much I look at you, it never feels like enough. I memorize the way you move, the way you sit in stillness. Every little detail of you pulls me in, and my heart beats in sync with your smile."He exhaled softly. "I love you so deeply, so fiercely, that I have to hold myself back. Because if I don’t… I might lose myself entirely."If I had to name what we shared, I'd call it a safe relationship. I'd found myself in the hands of a man who saw beyond my physical form, who cherished the essence of who I was.In this era dominated by cravings and instant gratification, the worst thing that could happen would be surrendering to those shallow expectations and beco
MAISIEJason propped his chin in one hand while his fingers danced across the keyboard."Outrageously beautiful!" He glanced at me from the corner of his eye.I placed my foot on one arm of his chair and pulled my hair back with deliberate slowness. The silky strands slipped through my fingers as I held his gaze."Doesn't my outrageous beauty make you feel anything?" My voice came out huskier than intended, betraying my nervousness."Something like what?" He threw his weight on the back of his chair and placed his warm hand on my leg.His touch sent electricity through my skin, making it difficult to maintain my composure.I bit my lower lip, hesitating for several seconds while gathering my courage. The office suddenly felt too warm, too intimate."Jason... do I not excite you?" The words tumbled out before I could reconsider.His eyebrows rose slightly as he began stroking my leg with gentle, circular motions.My heart hammered against my ribs, and confusion clouded my thoughts."Do
MaisieI woke up with a sense of contentment and excitement.The sky was bright blue this morning.My face bloomed into a bright smile when I spotted his familiar towering figure with looks to kill standing before the floor-to-ceiling mirror in our dressing room.The door was open and I could see him clearly from where I lay tangled in the silky sheets of our massive bed.I gently rose and padded my bare feet across the plush carpet to cross the room toward where he stood, straightening his tie and running a hand through that thick, perfectly coiffed dark hair.God, he was so insanely handsome it almost didn't seem fair."Good morning, handsome," I greeted in a sweet, slightly sing-song voice as I spread my arms open to wrap around his narrow waist from behind, nuzzling my face against the expensive fabric of his suit jacket.He always looked so powerful and dominant in a suit.Instead of melting into my embrace, he stiffened slightly. "Now's not the time, Maisie. I have an emergency ...
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