MAYA’S POV There is nothing wrong with admiring a man, especially a man who is my age and who I like very much. He isn’t the same age as me, but I can tell that he is a few years older than me. Who gives a damn? He is far superior to an old man. I was married to... who knows who while I was at the height of my youth? And I have been entrusted to an elderly gentleman. Now I’m left scratching my head, wondering who the fuck this Archer guy is who I’ve just married to. He could be a business associate of my father’s. Hell! In the last three years, I've been enraged. Three years of squandering my time. A frog named Nathan has been shown to be one that should be avoided at all costs. At the very least, my age continues to work to my advantage. I need to get out there and play with my mates, not elderly men. This hottie in front of me is not my mate, but he is attractive enough for me to lose my virginity to. I kept assessing the man in front of me. I’m not sure where the courage comes from

~MAYA’S POV~I can’t believe that this is actually taking place. Is it not expected of gigolos to listen to the people who have paid for their services? This man seemed to be bossing me about.He still wants to have sex with me. That’s impossible! With that tremendous shaft of his, 'No, no, no.' Think Maya. It would be dangerous for me to sleep with this beastly man again. I might not be able to walk the next day. Why did I settle for such a beautiful, smokin’ hot guy? Should I inform him that his task is completed? I caught a glimpse of him as he walked about bare-chested, not only bare-chested, he was completely naked, his shaft twirling between his thighs. Christ! When I saw Nathan’s shaft yesterday, I thought it was large, but this man’s shaft is enormous. Nathan’s own might enter this monstrous shaft two and a half times. The memory of me swallowing that shaft whole just a few moments before makes me question whether I, too, have a massive hole. I found myself chuckling aloud

~Maya’s POV~After the rude escort had left, I breathed a sigh of relief. That guy has a lot of balls! I just wanted to lose my virginity. Oh, my God. Was that too much to ask? How unlucky can I possibly be? My fiancé, with whom I had been engaged for three years, had an adulterous relationship with both my sister and my closest friend. Well, ex-girlfriend? We’re no longer pals, as far as I’m concerned. I tossed and turned on the bed, attempting to ignore the ache in my pussy. That man’s dick... is it a human or a donkey's dick? He didn’t touch me last night, which is a good thing. Instead, he provided me with some medication, and I am feeling significantly better today. Why is he so concerned about my well-being? Wait a minute, this gentleman returns earlier than expected. At what time does he make money? Escorts are required to work at night. Wow, this is just incredible. It’s not my fault that I married an enigmatic stranger and am now stuck with a gigolo in my bed. Well, hotel. If

~ZION's POV~The prospect of meeting the all-powerful Robert Jones was a little intimidating to me at the time. The man who I would punish with everything in me. The man who took my Aya away from me and my family. To be sure, Aunt Chloe. She was my mother’s best friend, and no mother should have to go through what this man did. Not even mothers deserve to be deceived and removed from their children, and no woman should have to go through that. This man lied about his marital status because he couldn’t keep his lust at bay, and as a result, he was able to separate a mother and her child. When he came up to me, I gave him a friendly grin. I’m looking forward to torturing this elderly gentleman. I catch a glimpse of a young woman frantically putting up her bra straps as he approaches. So I suppose that means I should pay attention, shame. Regrettably, she appears to be in horrible shape, mmm ‘Rotten’. I’m not a big fan of stale food. I cracked a smile once more. He was accompanied by wha

~MAYA’S POV~ “Maya Archer, come down from your car if you don’t want me to drag you out of your car through this window.” He thundered. I pretended I hadn’t heard him at all. He doesn’t get to boss me around. I am not his pet! I sought to dodge him by rolling up my window. He doesn’t get to order me around. He gave me a sly grin and then glanced directly at me, instantly altering his demeanor. “I said, get your ass down, Maya Archer.” He sounded like he was yelling, but his voice was hushed and measured. One of his bodyguards dashed to his side, carrying a bottle of The Dalmore 62 and a whisky glass. After placing the glass in Zion’s hand, the man began pouring the whisky into the glass for him. After that, take a step back. I am now left wondering if this is the kind of man I should be married to, too. I chuckled at myself, knowing that I was already married to him. He swirled his glass, not giving a second thought to who was looking at him. He downed the entire thing in one gulp a