As I gazed at him once more, taking in his strikingly handsome features, I began to understand what Maya had seen in him. There was something about being near him that sent shivers down my spine. It was hard to believe that I had only briefly harbored a crush on him.No, that couldn’t be possible.“What on earth are you talking about?” he asked, his eyes widening as he stared at me. His lips parted slightly, and I found myself wanting to kiss him again.I must be losing my mind, or perhaps this man has some sort of magical influence. If he truly believes that Maya will leave her husband for him, he’s gravely mistaken. He’ll be waiting an eternity.“I’m telling you what your mind refuses to acknowledge. Do you even know my nickname?” I said with a smirk. “It’s ‘the snail.’ I always stick to the side of truth.”He lets out a soft chuckle, “Your nickname doesn’t even fit the description. Can a snail really tell the truth?”Feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over me, I frown at him. Thi
Linda is on her way? I wonder why she's coming here. She will always come with more rules. Maybe that's why I don't like her. She's too arrogant and I wonder if that's how Maya is.I walked inside the bathroom for a quick shower.I select blue bumbum shorts with a white blouse.Everything looks good on me as if they were there for my sake.I just wonder where Hattie is. Well, somewhere safe. I trust these rich children to have more than two million dollars on their credit cards. She could be in a hotel currently.Their lifestyle is desirable except for the marriage issue. Most of these rich parents always see to it that their children marry someone as wealthy as they are.Whereby to the children, it will just be like they are forcing them.I wear a gold wristwatch and style my hair in a ponytail. I look so pretty this way. What am I even saying? I'm Maya and Maya is Beautiful.The door opens and suddenly Linda walks in. Trust her not to have respect for anyone. Is she married? If yes,
Ethan, I said surprised.I swiftly moved in and caught her, pulling her close to my chest to prevent her from falling, and holding her upright.I gaze at her in astonishment, taken aback by her unexpected presence. My eyes involuntarily drift to her outfit, lingering for a moment on her cleavage.Her boobs seem to have increased in size. She wasn't like this the first time I met her.Yes, the first time I met her was at the airport.Your dad mentioned Maya St. Clair, a former model, and said you'll eventually marry her, but you've never met her.You were informed that the marriage to Maya wasn't for convenience, but rather a contractual arrangement.Your dad and Maya's dad are close friends, which might explain why your dad is expecting you two to get married.I've been tasked with picking up my future bride, Maya, and driving her home. Luckily, we've already met briefly in our arranged marriage setup.Gosh, it felt so awkward that day.I recall our meeting vividly. Maya seemed to mis
I shot him a stern look, "Watch it, she's my wife."Ryder rolled his eyes, "You're not even married yet, calm down."Petal chimed in, "You said you'd do everything to stop this marriage last time we talked," then looked away, her tone slightly accusatory.Two days ago, stopping the marriage at all costs was my priority – but now, my mind has changed.After seeing her today, I've had a change of heart. I'll go talk to Mom and let her know I'm on board with the marriage after all.Mom will be thrilled to share the news with Dad, and with their approval, Dad will likely pass on the company to me.Because Dad's been clear: he'd only hand over the company if I marry Maya.I don't need his company, though – I've got the funds to start my own business.Being the only son means constantly doing what they want – it's exhausting."Also, I don't know what this your bitch looks like. Is she sexy?"I pull at his clothes angrily, " Don't you ever call her a bitch," I seriously don't know why I'm ge
You're making the most of your time and turning your car waiting period into a pleasant park visit!You're planning a fun getaway and looking forward to letting loose and having a great time over the next three nights at the hotel!It sounds like you're feeling a bit overwhelmed with the wedding approaching quickly, and you're wishing you had a bit more time to savor the moments leading up to it.It sounds like you're feeling a bit tied down by the idea of marriage and responsibilities, and you're imagining your friends Petal and Ryder still having the freedom to enjoy life without those commitments.So annoying.It sounds like Petal and Ryder are dressed to impress in high-end designer outfits, while you're keeping it casual in sneakers. But despite the difference in style, your perfumes still set you apart with their unique scents.You're the tallest of the trio, with Petal just an inch below, and Ryder another inch behind Petal. And with a dash of confidence, you're declaring yours
Alexander."My eyes widened in surprise as I spotted the guy from earlier, wondering what brought him to the club.?""I was tempted to slap him earlier, but his good looks disarmed me. Now I'm curious about the special occasion that'll make him wear a tuxedo – and who the lucky woman is!"He couldn't stop looking at my cleavages, I knew he must have a huge crush on Maya. But he should just continue with what he had decided on.He told me he had decided to go on with the marriage and I like that.At least even if Maya comes back, she wouldn't have a choice but to continue living with Ethan as his wife.I heard Ethan is very handsome but I doubt if he can be different from Maya's ex-boyfriend.He's tall and fit and handsome. Is there anything a girl will ever want that he doesn't have?If I'm not here pretending to be Maya, I would have offered to be his wife. What am I saying?I seem to have a serious crush on him. Gosh, I'm so ashamed of myself.When I walked back to Linda, she commen
Alexandra I take my bag and gaze at myself in the mirror one last time. I may not look good, but I am also not bad. All I ever wear are my mother's clothing. That is how life is for me. I've been fighting to keep up with the wonderful things in life since my father's death. My father's death was a great blow to us. We weren't rich, but we never went hungry when dad was alive. I used to think I wanted to be a beautician. I've always wanted to become one. My father at the time gave me all I desired. I was an only child, so I always got what I wanted. Who knows how he died? They only brought him for one day and informed us that he collapsed while working and died immediately. After grieving for days, we went to them to get my father's income, but they told us he had a lot of bills to settle. And they'd spent his money on it. Mom didn't really work during those days. He was a modest trader, but she now needs to increase her efforts. Life is difficult for me. Earning money is not easy
I'm at a loss for words as I stare at Petal's wicked face.I'm not sure what he wants from me."Hey, woman!" he says suddenly, jerking me out of my thought, "kiss my feet now before I make a mockery of you!"I didn't tell you about Petal’s arrogance and downgrading.If you're not up to his level, he may embarrass you.If I fail to do what he desires me to do, he will definitely humiliate me. And it could even cost me my job. I know what it took me before I could get my hands on the job. And even though it does not pay much, I still get to go home with some amount of money. That's worth it, What should I do? I gasp and think about my life. My life really isn't great. I don't have a good story to write home about. What will it do if I add another harmful story to it. I have no hope for the future. There's nothing that can come up again.I knelt down in front of him, feeling inferior to the wealthy man. His shoes likely shine brighter than my entire being. I hesitantly bow my head, p
Alexander."My eyes widened in surprise as I spotted the guy from earlier, wondering what brought him to the club.?""I was tempted to slap him earlier, but his good looks disarmed me. Now I'm curious about the special occasion that'll make him wear a tuxedo – and who the lucky woman is!"He couldn't stop looking at my cleavages, I knew he must have a huge crush on Maya. But he should just continue with what he had decided on.He told me he had decided to go on with the marriage and I like that.At least even if Maya comes back, she wouldn't have a choice but to continue living with Ethan as his wife.I heard Ethan is very handsome but I doubt if he can be different from Maya's ex-boyfriend.He's tall and fit and handsome. Is there anything a girl will ever want that he doesn't have?If I'm not here pretending to be Maya, I would have offered to be his wife. What am I saying?I seem to have a serious crush on him. Gosh, I'm so ashamed of myself.When I walked back to Linda, she commen
You're making the most of your time and turning your car waiting period into a pleasant park visit!You're planning a fun getaway and looking forward to letting loose and having a great time over the next three nights at the hotel!It sounds like you're feeling a bit overwhelmed with the wedding approaching quickly, and you're wishing you had a bit more time to savor the moments leading up to it.It sounds like you're feeling a bit tied down by the idea of marriage and responsibilities, and you're imagining your friends Petal and Ryder still having the freedom to enjoy life without those commitments.So annoying.It sounds like Petal and Ryder are dressed to impress in high-end designer outfits, while you're keeping it casual in sneakers. But despite the difference in style, your perfumes still set you apart with their unique scents.You're the tallest of the trio, with Petal just an inch below, and Ryder another inch behind Petal. And with a dash of confidence, you're declaring yours
I shot him a stern look, "Watch it, she's my wife."Ryder rolled his eyes, "You're not even married yet, calm down."Petal chimed in, "You said you'd do everything to stop this marriage last time we talked," then looked away, her tone slightly accusatory.Two days ago, stopping the marriage at all costs was my priority – but now, my mind has changed.After seeing her today, I've had a change of heart. I'll go talk to Mom and let her know I'm on board with the marriage after all.Mom will be thrilled to share the news with Dad, and with their approval, Dad will likely pass on the company to me.Because Dad's been clear: he'd only hand over the company if I marry Maya.I don't need his company, though – I've got the funds to start my own business.Being the only son means constantly doing what they want – it's exhausting."Also, I don't know what this your bitch looks like. Is she sexy?"I pull at his clothes angrily, " Don't you ever call her a bitch," I seriously don't know why I'm ge
Ethan, I said surprised.I swiftly moved in and caught her, pulling her close to my chest to prevent her from falling, and holding her upright.I gaze at her in astonishment, taken aback by her unexpected presence. My eyes involuntarily drift to her outfit, lingering for a moment on her cleavage.Her boobs seem to have increased in size. She wasn't like this the first time I met her.Yes, the first time I met her was at the airport.Your dad mentioned Maya St. Clair, a former model, and said you'll eventually marry her, but you've never met her.You were informed that the marriage to Maya wasn't for convenience, but rather a contractual arrangement.Your dad and Maya's dad are close friends, which might explain why your dad is expecting you two to get married.I've been tasked with picking up my future bride, Maya, and driving her home. Luckily, we've already met briefly in our arranged marriage setup.Gosh, it felt so awkward that day.I recall our meeting vividly. Maya seemed to mis
Linda is on her way? I wonder why she's coming here. She will always come with more rules. Maybe that's why I don't like her. She's too arrogant and I wonder if that's how Maya is.I walked inside the bathroom for a quick shower.I select blue bumbum shorts with a white blouse.Everything looks good on me as if they were there for my sake.I just wonder where Hattie is. Well, somewhere safe. I trust these rich children to have more than two million dollars on their credit cards. She could be in a hotel currently.Their lifestyle is desirable except for the marriage issue. Most of these rich parents always see to it that their children marry someone as wealthy as they are.Whereby to the children, it will just be like they are forcing them.I wear a gold wristwatch and style my hair in a ponytail. I look so pretty this way. What am I even saying? I'm Maya and Maya is Beautiful.The door opens and suddenly Linda walks in. Trust her not to have respect for anyone. Is she married? If yes,
As I gazed at him once more, taking in his strikingly handsome features, I began to understand what Maya had seen in him. There was something about being near him that sent shivers down my spine. It was hard to believe that I had only briefly harbored a crush on him.No, that couldn’t be possible.“What on earth are you talking about?” he asked, his eyes widening as he stared at me. His lips parted slightly, and I found myself wanting to kiss him again.I must be losing my mind, or perhaps this man has some sort of magical influence. If he truly believes that Maya will leave her husband for him, he’s gravely mistaken. He’ll be waiting an eternity.“I’m telling you what your mind refuses to acknowledge. Do you even know my nickname?” I said with a smirk. “It’s ‘the snail.’ I always stick to the side of truth.”He lets out a soft chuckle, “Your nickname doesn’t even fit the description. Can a snail really tell the truth?”Feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over me, I frown at him. Thi
After carefully placing the tray on the bedside table, I hurriedly exited my room, my heart pounding with urgency. As I stepped into the hallway, I noticed the maid still walking away, her back turned to me.I paused at the threshold of my room, leaning against the door-frame. “Wait!” I called out, my voice echoing slightly in the corridor. The maid stopped abruptly and turned to face me, her expression a mix of surprise and apprehension.I approached her with measured steps, my gaze fixed on her. “Why did you forget what you were supposed to do?” I asked, my tone firm yet curious.She stared at me for a moment, her eyes wide and dark, reflecting a mixture of emotions. “I…” she began, her voice faltering. Then, as if overwhelmed by the weight of her mistake, she bowed her head. “I’m sorry, mistress. I have forgotten!” she apologized, her voice barely above a whisper. Without hesitation, she dropped to her knees, her posture one of complete submission and remorse.I let out a deep sigh
"Caleb's words are firm and final, 'That's how Maya likes it, and it's not up for debate.' He turns to leave, his hand releasing mine as he reaches for the door handle. 'I'll take my leave now,' he says curtly, his tone implying that the conversation is closed. His abrupt departure leaves me feeling frustrated and slightly bewildered, wondering what just happened and what exactly Maya's influence has to do with my own autonomy.""I stand there, frozen, as Caleb opens the door and slips out into the hallway, the soft click of the door closing behind him echoing through the room. The sudden silence feels oppressive, and I'm left alone with my thoughts, wondering what just transpired and what lies ahead in this strange and mysterious world.""As I take in my surroundings, I'm struck by the cozy and eclectic charm of the room. The plush bed looks inviting, the TV seems sleek and modern, and the vibrant drawings on the walls add a pop of color and personality. The space feels like a unique
Do you prefer "Wine or Red?" Linda asks"'Wine', I answer, eliciting a smile from her. I've been immersing myself in Maya's interests for the past 48 hours, trying to win her over.""I'm thrilled to be doing this! I've been living the good life for the past two days, enjoying delicious food and taking a well-deserved break from work.""I was instructed to thoroughly research and study Maya, devouring all information about her. I even received training on her mannerisms, including how she walks, in order to better understand and connect with her.""Now, I feel fully prepared and confident. After all, Maya is the epitome of perfection. 'Pants or skirt?' I ask, seeking her preference.""I smile and respond, 'My preference is a pair of jeans, but if that's not an option, I'd be happy to wear a skirt instead.'""Linda lets out a gentle laugh, 'Well, you're all set! I must say, I'm impressed by how quickly you've picked everything up. You're a fast learner!'”"I'm thrilled to share that my