Mag-log inMarieI walked slowly around the living room for the millionth time that night. My slippers made soft sounds against the marble floor, and even the slightest sound seemed to echo back at me in the large house.I kept glancing toward the front door, listening for the familiar sound of Maverick’s car engine. But tonight, it has been silence so far.I walked past the long gray couch, past the glass coffee table and past the expensive artworks that I still didn’t understand, just because I wanted to stay focused on the task ahead. I kept on checking the time on the fancy wall clock. First it was ten pm, then eleven and then eleven forty-three. Now, it was midnight and there was still nothing. Rosa appeared from the hallway, tying her robe at the waist. “Marie, I will sleep now,” she said gently. “Are you sure you don’t want to rest?”“I’m okay,” I responded with a small smile. “I’m not really sleepy.”She gave me a worried look, the kind mothers give children who pretend they’re fine.
Marie“You know she had to step down from being an active board member after Maverick came back.” Tina said, leaning against the edge of my desk like she lived there.I remembered when she had mentioned something about that during the lunch. But I still pretended not to know.“Really?”“Oh, yes,” she nodded quickly. “Bianca Russo practically rebuilt this company after her husband died, but she handed the power back the moment Maverick returned… almost like she’d been waiting for him.”“It was so weird though,” Jules added with a low voice, even though the office was practically empty. “Till today, no one knows where Maverick Russo disappeared to after his father passed. One night he was here in the office, shutting himself in the boardroom. The next morning, poof. He was gone.”My heart skipped a beat. I knew exactly where he had been. He was with me, in a tiny bar in California… and then in my bed…in between my legs, telling me how delicious I was.I forced myself to swallow as norma
Marie“No,” I said softly. “You have nothing to worry about, Charlie. I’m not going to default on the contract.”He watched me for a long moment before nodding slowly. “Good, because I would like to remind you that you were the one who insisted we include the exclusivity clause in the first place.”I winced a little. “I remember.”I remembered it very clearly. The day I signed the contract, I told myself I needed that clause to protect myself, but deep down, I wanted Maverick to know that I wasn't some pushover, or some girl who would let him walk all over her. I wanted some bit of control, even if it was ‘pretend control.’But sitting in Charlie's office now, with my heart skipping several beats all at once and my head aching from all the overwhelming pressure…I wondered if I'd made a mistake.Maybe things would have been easier if we both had our own separate lives…if we had our fuck buddies or someone, maybe he wouldn't care at all. Maybe I wouldn't care either. Maybe I would’ve
MarieI pushed open the door of the ladies’ restroom and stepped back into the hallway, while still holding my phone to my ear. Mum had been calling nonstop, and I finally answered just so she wouldn’t panic.“Yes, Mum… yes, Daisy likes the strawberry yogurt better. No, she doesn’t take the blue lunch box anymore… yes, you can put the pink one in her bag.” I said while walking quickly.I sighed and ended the call as I hurried back toward my office. I needed to finish the script for the afternoon radio program, and I was already behind.I was still staring at my phone screen when two hands gently gripped both my upper arms, stopping me in place.“Hey, you should really watch where you’re going.” A familiar voice said.I looked up, instantly. It was Henry Rosen, tall and handsome smiling down at me. For a moment, it felt like deja vu, because this was exactly how we met the first time.The only difference was that I'd crashed straight into him and made all his folders and papers fall s
Maverick I was in my office going through the morning reports when I heard a knock. It was sharp, quick, and polite. The kind of knock that expected a quick answer.“Come in,” I said without looking up.The door opened, and when I finally raised my head, I froze for half a second.It was Henry Rosen.The same man I saw yesterday in the hallway with her. The same man who stood too close to Marie. The same man who said something that made her really laugh.Marie has never laughed like that around me, but somehow, he'd managed to make her laugh within seconds of meeting her.I hated that, and my mood immediately changed. He entered my office with an easy smile on his face, dressed in a clean grey suit and looking like the type who made friends with everyone he met.“Good morning, Mr. Russo,” he said. “Thank you for seeing me.”I nodded once with a tight voice. “Morning.”He stepped forward and stretched his hand out for a handshake. I eyed it for a long moment before shaking him, and i
Marie By the time I left Ro at the abandoned warehouse, the sun had already set and night was fast approaching. The air felt colder than usual, or maybe it was just me.When my Uber arrived, I sat at the back seat, closed my eyes and tried to breathe past the strange fog that Ro always left me with everytime I saw her.I should have gone straight back to Maverick’s place, where it was safe and where I could hide in my room, swallow my thoughts, and pretend I was fine.But instead, the words fell out of my lips before my brain could even catch up. “The Haven Café, please.”I didn’t even know why I said it. Maybe it was because Ro didn’t give me what I needed, maybe because I still needed someone, anyone, to talk to…and maybe because I enjoyed my first conversation with Sasha that I needed to see her again.When the taxi stopped, I stepped out and pulled my cap lower. The small café looked the same with the soft lights, the quiet space and the warm smell of coffee and cinnamon. There
MaverickI lied to Marie that night. I didn’t forget anything.The truth was that I couldn’t sleep. I had been in my penthouse, sitting at my desk with a glass of scotch and a pile of work documents that I couldn’t bring myself to read. There were merger documents, financial reports, investor memos
MarieI blinked as I lowered the vase slowly. “What the hell are you doing here?”He released my wrist slowly, though I saw his hesitation before he did so. “I forgot something.”I stared at him in unexpected surprise. “At midnight?”He shrugged nonchalantly like it explained everything. “I couldn’
MarieThe driver dropped me off in front of Maverick’s mansion inside the gated estate, and when I stepped inside, the warm smell of delicious food filled my nose.Rosa’s head popped out from the kitchen door. Her hair was tied in a neat bun, and her warm eyes softened when she saw me.“You are bac
MarieI didn’t see him again for the rest of the day.Work went on like nothing had happened. I had meetings to attend, deadlines to meet up with and enough chatter in the open office. But my mind wasn't there. I did what I had to do, I answered emails, reviewed scripts, and even smiled at Jules o







