Jordan opened the door for Maya and gently helped her out of his car the following day. He handed his car key to the valet after he closed the door. He instructed the porter to take her small weekend bag to the room he had reserved for her to change later in the afternoon for an opera and orchestra show in the evening and for her to stay overnight.He matched her pace, staying behind her, watching and admiring her. He hid a grin as he recalled a few hours ago when he expertly drove through the heavy traffic going towards the hotel and ditched her bodyguards, who are on their own car following them.When Maya had noticed that they’re missing, Jordan lied through his teeth and told her that they might have got stuck in traffic and that he had told them where they are going.Maya walked up the few steps of The Grand Pinnacle Hotel, oblivious to the fact that some employees of the hotel are staring at her curiously while some guests and customers are looking at her admiringly, most especi

Maya finally went out of her room after taking a long hot shower to ease her headache. After putting on a comfortable silk top, pairing it with plain dark pants and ballet flats, she went down and met Yasmine, who is opening the curtains at the living room.“Good morning, Madam,” Yasmine greeted. “I already brewed some coffee and will get you a cup.”“Thank you,” Maya answered as she placed her bag on top of one cabinet and checked if she had everything inside. She looked around the empty room before walking towards the dining table. “Where’s everyone?”“Mr. St. Claire had an early flight back to CF State this morning,” Yasmin replied as she served Maya her coffee. “He also told me to inform you that he gave the bodyguards some days off.”Maya only nodded, gripping her cup.Great, she thought wryly. Adding more to my guilt.Feeling guilty after reflecting on her fight with Grayson, Maya tried to make amends with him the following day by inviting him to go with her to The Oceanview Hot

Maya looked at her phone the following day after finishing her lunch to check on the location of the car that she had booked. She stayed inside the lobby, waiting for its arrival. She looked around the vicinity and spotted one of Jordan’s bodyguards that she had met a few times, talking with the concierge casually.Somehow, his presence made her feel relieved from everything that she has been going through for the past few days.But she also wondered what he is doing there. Maya caught some conversation a while ago from the hotel manager that Jordan is currently out of town to take care of some personal business.Gossip even spread from the employees that Jordan must have finally moved on from his dead fiancé and had finally met someone. They all talked when they will be going to meet the lucky woman.“I’ll be there in five minutes,” a message from the driver came, interrupting her thoughts.When the vehicle finally arrived, Maya went out through the doors and thanked the porter, who

Grayson opened his eyes, lowering the ice pack, nursing the bruises on his face on a Saturday afternoon after Thomas informed him that they had finally arrived at the villa. He grimaced lightly as he moved out from the back of the car.The minute he finally stood up straight, his body felt the entire pain from the brawl that he got himself in with Jordan Cunningham. His eyes narrowed and he turned towards the villa across the street when he heard that a$$hole’s car also pulling up at the driveway.After getting into a brawl with him at the hospital, he and Jordan were taken into custody and brought to the police station with no chance of seeing Maya. The chief tried his best to resolve their fight but it only got them into another bloody fight in the station because either one of them refused to bend down. They were placed in separate cells while their respective companions did everything, they can to get them out of the place.Given that it was a Saturday, they had to used their conn

Jordan looked up furiously from the report that he is reading the following day inside his office and threw them back at Mason.“What the f8ck is this report?” He demanded angrily. “Is the one making this even a detective? What kind of bull$hit is this? Call them up and tell them I said so. Such a piece of trash report without the proper details.”He watched as Mason gathered the documents and went out from his office. He pushed back his chair and walked towards his liquor cabinet and poured himself another drink. Despite the hour in the morning, Jordan didn’t give one damn bit if he’s already drunk at the hour.His confrontation with that a$$hole St. Claire yesterday only furthered his desire to grabbed the bottle in front of him and smashed it on the wall, imagining it to be that ba$tard’s face. He recalled the mocking face that Grayson gave him when he informed him of his sleeping arrangement with Maya.Jordan, way before the accident had happened, already had a suspicion that they