Mike pov Looking at her from the other side of the dinning , i could tell she has a lot which she is holding inside of her. Not knowing what's wrong with her, I decided to pretend to accept everything she says as the fact of the story. Watching her eat as she tried so much not to meet my eyes, I knew I was making her very uncomfortable which made me take my eyes off her inorder for her to eat. I wouldn't want Maxwell saying I was an hindrance to his fiancee. She talking about the story I talked about earlier, I felt some part of it was true but what if it was all lies? What if he didn't rape her? But Maxwell is someone who would do anything when he is at his very own state. He usual sickness that made dad treat him horrible just like an animal is being treated. The main reason why he prefers being in isolation rather than having to miggle with friends. He prefers being alone with his thoughts alone this room than having to stand out. Before people could understand why he

Kimberly POV I couldn't help but wonder what he meant by the rubbish he has poured out from his mouth. Once seconds, we are great together, another seconds, he is weird that I want to run far away from him. What kind of humans switch emotions horribly like this? I couldn't help but wonder while staring back at him in a very annoying way. Couldn't stand him being around me anymore, I got annoyed that I stood up with my half eaten chicken holding it in my plate while I used the other hand to Cary my orange juice. Since he is going to get busy soon, I can obviously use that moment to eat in peace inside the four corners of my room while he have whatever meeting with the one he has call to come in. I just hope the person could at least try enough to hold him down for a long moment. A long period of time that's enough to put me in deep sleep, I thought smiling to myself while he seems distracted by his phone which he was typing on furiously I could say. Making my way

Kimberly POV Still seated on my bed debating either to answer who ever it is that's making a fuss on my door or placing a call through to her and apologize but then, I couldn't help but wonder who could be at the door this time around. Using the same remote to ask who was there while I increases the volume right from where I was seated so that I can ear what ever the person call his or her name but deep down, I was expecting it to scream that maid name 'jessica' but unfortunately, I heard some rumbling in there which only makes me wonder what's happening there. My mind kept on reading Maxwell might be the one there which could be the reason why I didn't eat anything. Jumping into a seating position immediately, I tapped on the open button while I began to wonder what could make him come home this early. Unlocking the door from where I was seated, his cousin head pop out of the entrance which only brought down my expectations. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at him while

Maxwell POV Even though I was marching my way down to my office, she kept thanking me till I was out of her sight and I couldn't hear her also. Checking behind me to confirm that I can't see her anymore and it did. I couldn't sight her anymore. Lately z I have been ashamed of being around ladies especially being caught alone with a lady mskes me wonder what the third person would think it's happening between us. But whenever am alone with Kimberly, it felt so right and heavenly that I wouldn't want and couldn't keep my hands to myself. They become inching all of a sudden that only by touching her could cure it. The only issue I think I have is having to confirm and tell people who she is to me. Don't get me wrong, I can say it to people that she is my fiancee but saying it with all might and proudness ti make them believe seems hard and torturing enough for me. But to people back at home, it's easy for me to say that to them with pride and joy since she is somewher

Maxwell POV Moment later The knock on my door brought me back to reality making me stumble upon the couch which I didn't realize I was standing beside for hours I could say. Searching for my phone where I think it could be, I finally found it laying alone on my desk which I can't even remember when I walk over there for me to place my phone there. I can't even remember placing them there not to talk of walking back to the couch just to stand beside it thinking for hours. If not for the knock on the door, am sure I would have still been there standing lost in my thoughts while punishing myself just because some strangers came int to stress me off. I don't want to ever see anyone of them again neither do I want them near my things. I had better have the security man warned most especially, the security department against allowing him in the next time. I thought putting a call through my personal assistant. "Where are you?" I asked forgetting I had sent her on an errand.