If you're reading this, your prolly wondering what the hell you just read. I made a mistake, uploading a chapter of my second book on this one. and I'm so sorry. wasn't thinking straight.whatever it is I'll make it up to you in any way I can for such costly mistake, some times it can be a pain juggling books at the same time I really hope you understand.you can just ignore it till it's deleted, bad that it's on a weekend and my editor is unavailable. I'm so sorry for any inconvenience causedI'll sort it out as soon as I can. so sorry again.

Maya had a book in hand and sat in the manor's garden, reading through words but still not taking anything in, staring at the brown paper and caressing printed words, but no matter how she tried, her head was still not in it.She couldn't still believe she was in this situation; how in the hell did she even find herself here? A stupid piece of paper with her signature on it ruined her life.She sighed, dropping the book beside her, and wondered what would happen if she left and what was in the papers. But then a man who could waylay the president wasn't someone she wanted to mess with. He was going to destroy her without blinking.Maya stood up, pacing while touching flower petals and blooms. She must admit, Derinem did an excellent job in this garden, turning it from clumps of bushes into something that could make your mouth drop staring at its mashup of colors.He was gone. She had to swallow the bitter truth; he tried to help her, and she ruined everything by roaring allegiance to p

She sat back against the leather seat, feeling freedom's air coming through the window, a little smile on her face. It would be a few hours of laughter before she returned to the manor. She missed Abby anyway; even a minute would be something with her. She only hoped it would be at her place, so they stayed up telling each other dry jokes and boring life stories.She smiled again, looking forward at the cab driver, who hadn't said anything since she entered. In the mood for small talk, she asked, "Where are we going too?"He didn't answer for seconds, maybe annoyed that she wasn't letting him do his job peacefully. "She says it's a surprise."Sorry, ma'am, I don't want to lose my pay."She nodded, feeling thrilled already. Abby always did that anyway, knowing how much she couldn't stand being anxious, and she was constantly teased about it by Abby.She looked down at her full yellow skirt and white top, simply styled so Maestro didn't suspect her too much, but she noticed the discomfor

"What do you mean she ran away?" Damon pressed the phone to his ear, his eyes blazing but the sound of his voice as calm as ever."Capo, she cut herself, and I...""You had just one job; take her to the manor.""Capo I...""Find her, George; you have twenty-four hours," he ended the call, glaring at the wall and finally up to the painting sitting pretty yet wild.And she just kept testing him.***********Her fingers twitched at the same time she felt her lashes flutter. Even in her unconsciousness, she could feel the strangeness of the atmosphere.Maya squinted in a yellow-illuminated room. What appeared to be stranger was the ceiling, which felt closer to her face than usual.Her lids snapped fully open, and her eyes met the far end of the small room; seeing no blue-colored walls and a thoroughly white, shining bulb, she frowned. Where were the silky, dark curtains?Sitting up, she winced as her wrist sent shooting pains into her body, making her eyes blur with tears. She fixed all t

She sat on the car seat, gazing out the window as the road became familiar. The morning was suddenly cold and uncomfortable, and her stomach was churning and burning at the thought that she was returning to him.Sure was the worst way to get your hopes smashed to pieces; she shut her eyes so she couldn't feel the car swerving back to the manor.But it only made her feel the burn on her cheeks the more, and it felt sore against the car that she had to sit up, forcing her neck to stay still.This was the shortest journey she had ever been on, even though the quickest route was taken. When Maya saw the gate of the manor, she retreated into her emotionless self. It was the only part that could survive him.He was on the patio waiting, and when he saw the car drive by, he only stood by, watching the car park to the side of the compound.George came down, buttoned his suit just fine, and came over to open the door for her. His hateful eyes met hers as she stepped out of the car, praying she