"You're soaking wet for me," He murmured, his warm breath dancing across my skin, sending shivers down my spine. His thumb traced a gentle path along my jaw, his touch igniting a spark within me. His eyes gleamed with a raw hunger, their intensity making my heart skip a beat. I felt a flutter in my chest, despite the warning bells ringing in my mind. "Say it" he whispered, his lips inches from mine. 'Say you want me, Maya.' I hated him. I knew I shouldn't be doing this. He had hurt me before, and I shouldn't be giving him the power to hurt me again. But I couldn't deny that I still had some feelings for him. After all, I had loved him before I even knew what love meant. I was certain he'd hurt me again. This time, I wasn't sure I'd ever recover from it. I closed my eyes and whispered the words that would certainly lead to my doom " I want you" . . . After being humiliated and abandoned by her in-laws, Maya found herself working as a stripper to make ends meet for herself and her baby. A few years later, she came back determined to exert revenge on all those who wronged her. But she was faced with some conflicted emotions. How would she deal with this? Will she let go of her grudges and forgive the people who hurt her? Or will she make them pay at all costs?
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MAYA I stood frozen at the spot as my sister tripped and fell down the stairs. Lisa's screams of horror reached through the hallway. I heard hurried footsteps approaching. That was when I remembered that Grandma Loretta was throwing a launch party in the ballroom. It was filled with people of high status. I dragged my gaze around to see many unfamiliar faces pour into the hallways. “Oh my God, someone fell down the stairs.” I heard someone say. “She is losing consciousness.” “Somebody call 911.” My legs finally decided to function and I rushed down the stairs to a groaning Lisa. “Oh my, Lisa, are you okay?” I asked. Her groans of pain only grew louder. "Was she trying to kill her sister?" "I guess so. Her sister is pregnant for the king's family, but she is not." “How pathetic! " Soon enough, all the people there started pointing accusing fingers at me.“No, I swear, I didn't push her. She tripped. I didn't… believe me…please.” I pleaded in a petrified tone. No one seems to be bothered about Lisa's pain anymore. “Everyone was glaring at me. “What's happening here?” A deep masculine voice resonated, silencing all the accusing voices. I smiled as I heard my husband's voice, feeling a sense of relief. But Alex rushed to Lisa when he saw her groaning on the floor “Lisa!” He rushed to her. “She fell down the stairs. Someone called the ambulance already.” “It hurts. It hurts so bad.” Lisa groaned. “It's okay. You'll be fine. I'll take you to the hospital now.” He said in a soft tone he rarely uses for me. I stepped forward to help my sister. “Take a step back, Maya.” Alex's harsh voice stopped me . I turned to look at him and I saw his eyes were red with fury. “I didn't do it, Alex. You believe me, right?” I asked, a part of me praying that he does. Our relationship status has shifted these past few days. It wasn't like when we first got married two months ago. We understand each other better now. I'm sure he believes I would do something like that. “Your recent action proves otherwise. It wouldn't be the first time you bullied her,it won't be a surprise if you intend on killing her now that she is pregnant.” He yelled, his tone was cold and angry. “We need to get her to the hospital before her condition worsens,” I said. “Don't!” Alex said harshly just as I was about to touch Lisa. “I just want to help her. She is my sister.” “And hurt her again?” My lips parted as he said those words. “You did try to hurt her once even though she is your sister. It's better if you stay away, Maya. I've got this.” he said, with finality in his tone. I blinked back the tears that gathered at the corner of my eyes. I heard Grandma Loretta's voice. “What happened?!” She asked, her tone laced with worry. “I'm going to lose my baby.” Lisa began sobbing inconsolably. Fear reflected in Alex's eyes as he hugged her tightly to his chest. Alex immediately carried Lisa in his arms and headed to the door. He didn't even spare me a glance. The crowd slowly started to disappear after they left. Grandma Loretta and I stood at the front of the stairs. I blinked, trying to keep my tears at bay. Grandma Loretta had always been the only person who liked me in the King household. She would certainly not mind that I cried in front of her. Maybe her doting was because she was a friend of my Grandma's. She moved closer to me and placed a hand on my shoulder. “You've always been a good kid, Maya. But sometimes, you let your jealousy get the best of you.” She said, “No, Grandma. I swear I didn't do it.” My voice cracked as I spoke. She merely shook her head and walked away. A stray tear fell from my eyes. . . I don’t even know how I got home. I lay on the bed, my gaze fixated on the ceiling. I thought about how to explain to my husband that I didn't hurt Lisa. I don't even know if he would believe me. My heart bleeds as I remember the certainty in his eyes when he accused me of hurting my pregnant sister. I could never be that heartless. He knew that. The way he held her so intimately in my presence made my heart stung. I was his legal wife, but Alex doesn't seem to regard me as such. He still views our marriage as a mere business alliance. The only reason he agreed to consummate our marriage was because Grandma Loretta wanted a grandchild. He makes sure to make love to me every day so we can make that happen. He couldn't disobey her. Or he might lose his position as the heir to the King corporation, the largest business empire in the States, single-handedly owned by Grandma Loretta. Alex needed her support. So he married me to please her. I hoped our relationship would eventually work into something beautiful. Our sex this morning was gentle, unlike the rough ones we usually engage in. I took it as a good sign. Until everything got ruined at the party. But I'm ready to clear the air. I'll talk to him as soon as he gets back. I walked to the window and. Soon enough, I saw Alex's car entering the mansion. I need to go and meet him. I ran out of the room and down the stairs. I was just about to take a turn and enter the living room when I heard my husband say something I'd never thought I'd hear from him. “I want a divorce.”Chapter 13.Maya pov I don't want it to end, the moment shared with him and my daughter marked the end of the world and everlasting one.I noticed the vision getting more blurry, the thick fog surrounding me dissolving around me as I felt an intense pull from another side.“Maya! Maya!” The tension in the voice and the subsiding pain I felt around my cheeks all seemed an entirely new realm to me.I felt the voice getting sharper, the tension getting clearer with the echoes that surrounded the voice. The more I tried to go back the more the voice grew, the fog dissolving.“Hey…Maya! Maya!!”I blinked away the blurriness adjusting to the new sight unfolding right in front of me.I exchanged gazes with different faces, known and unknown.I was so confused about my state, hoping to rectify the empty pieces in my memory; I checked around, and that was when I realized I was in the hospital.The clothes, the gown, and the strange faces I found out to be the Nurse and the doctor. Mindsets in
Maya'sThe days were beginning to feel different—not necessarily better, but different. There was a softness in the air, in the way the light came through the curtains, and even in the way people moved around the house. It wasn't peace, not yet, but it was close enough to let me breathe without pain.Alex had been consistent. He didn't press or demand. He didn’t try to rewrite the past. Instead, he just showed up—every morning, every night, for our daughter, for me. At first, it felt like a performance, something he would grow tired of. But days turned to weeks, and the performance never stopped. It started to feel real. Real enough to scare me.One evening, Grandma invited me to join her in the garden. The sun was low, golden light bathing the flowers. I sat beside her on the old wooden bench while she pruned the marigolds."You are thinking too much," she said without looking at me.I smiled faintly. "Is that wrong?"She snipped a stem and dropped it into the basket. "Thinking is on
Maya’s POV.I didn’t sleep that night. I lay on the bed with my eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling, feeling my heart thump with every breath I took. Alex’s words kept echoing in my head: "She is my wife to be." I didn’t even know how to feel about it anymore. That moment, that bold declaration, it felt like a lie I told, and yet he made it real. Did that mean I said yes without meaning to? Did that mean we were getting back together?No. I couldn’t just let that happen. Not without answers. Not without understanding what went wrong before. I wasn’t going to fall into his arms just because he suddenly decided to return. I needed to know what happened that night. The night everything broke. The night I called him in my most desperate moment and Lisa answered.I stood up from the bed. The room was dark, the moonlight from the window spreading across the floor like a path. I followed it, wrapping a thin shawl around my shoulders as I walked to the window. The air was still, quiet, too
Alex’s pov.I watched her walk away, the hem of her maroon gown brushing lightly against her calves, that silver anklet catching the light just enough to keep my eyes stuck in a loop. That woman could light up a room just by walking into it. And now, she was mine again. Or maybe she never stopped being mine.I sighed, running a hand through my hair as the door shut behind her. I could still feel the heat of her palm in mine, and the words I had just spoken echoed in my mind: "Yeah, she is my wife to be."Did I mean it? Yes.Did I plan to say it right there and then? Absolutely not.It was a moment of impulse, but not regret. I had spent years messing things up, making wrong decisions, choosing fleeting things over what really mattered. And Maya... she had always been the one who mattered most.Lisa's eyes were still locked on the closed door like she wanted to burn a hole through it. I didn’t feel sorry for her—not anymore. Not after all the lies, the manipulation, and the role she pl
Chapter 9.Maya’sMy mind was screaming in my head after the bombshell that was released.“This is an opportunity for you to regain everything you’ve lost”“You deserve more than this baby girl! He didn't deserve you at least not anymore”“This is the last chance for you to give your kid that father figure she has been looking for for years!”My mind suddenly turned into an arena of debate where tongues and teeth fight against one another to present to you that convincing statement, but at this moment my tongue and teeth weren't in any fight; the fight was between my mind and brain.My Noodles went from hot to soggy as I felt the time stop spinning around us; my head hung low while I wore that accomplished smirk, the smirk that gave me the confidence of what I portrayed.“Yeah, I want him, and I wish for that chance and opportunity to come almost every day, and it was so funny how I was so presented with this opportunity at the platter of Gold.” I thought.“You're still there, right?
Chapter 8 Maya POV It had been three years, and coming back here caused a lot of feelings to rush through me, but I didn't want that to bother me. I took off my dark-shade glasses and walked through the security check. "It's so good to be home," I muttered, walking with the luggage. However, the stares I got and the mutters coming out of the people's mouths made me slightly uncomfortable. "No she's a star, it's obvious..." Another answered. But I Ignored their words and continued moving. I got outside the airport where the taxi I booked was waiting for me. "What?!" I exclaimed, and he did the same. It seemed we were both shocked to see ourselves. "What are you doing back here looking so..." He trailed off shocked. "You look so good..." He paused and then continued. "You've changed a lot from the last time I saw you. I mean, you're all mature, and pretty." His words were kind, and I gave him a small smile to show my appreciation. "Thank you so much for the complime
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