Maxwell's and Judith's Pov. (This chapter is written in the Third pov. )“Are you sure you want to hit the dancefloor in that outfit? You’re going to have a hard time keeping the guys away,” Maxwell warned, and Judith rolled her eyes. “I’ve seen ladies who are dressed sexier than I am in here like your busty admirer,” Judith said as she rose, and dragged Maxwell to the dance floor. Maxwell did everything within his power to avoid Judith's seductive advances as they danced. On a few occasions, she leaned on him and tried to kiss him but Maxwell stylishly ignored her and gulped down more alcohol to keep his mind busy and distracted from whatever Judith was trying to do. They both felt exhausted a while later with sweat dripping from their bodies, while Judith giggled a bit tipsy, as they made their way back to their seat. She had consumed more Alcohol even when Maxwell had tried to stop her. A few minutes later they were both laughing at each other's jokes as Judith tried to tune

Amihan's Pov. As I got out of bed that morning, the aroma coming from the kitchen made my tummy growl. To my amazement, I saw Judith cheerfully making breakfast for us in the kitchen. given her dislike of cooking and preference for eating out, it was unusual for Judith to cook with such zeal. While we ate, I noticed she was in a happy mood and full of energy. The genuine smile on Judith's face after her date with her annoying colleague coupled with the news of her being the legitimate daughter of Mr. Parker a renowned millionaire in New York made me so happy. I had seen Judith at her low state severally and I was genuinely happy things were working out so perfectly for her. She deserves all the happiness in the world. I was scared she wouldn't get over Jake so easily because of the bond they shared but I never knew Destiny had another plan for her. I recalled my fear when my dad first introduced me to Judith and how frightened I was to accept her into my life. I was wary of letti

Maxwell's pov. I couldn't wait to see Judith and clear up the mess we made before it was too late. How did I even allow that to happen? Even knowing she was drunk, I had kissed her back in return. What was I thinking? Did she hypnotize me? That was not even possible. I was the last person she would be attracted to. All I wanted was to meet her, tell her everything, and perhaps also confess to her that I was in love with Amihan before it was too late and Judith assumed I was being flirtatious. (Alright. I'll meet you later in the evening then. You can send the address. ) I sighed in relief as her reply popped in on my phone. This time, I was not going to screw anything up. Before it's too late, I'll make sure to be honest with her.At exactly seven in the evening, I was at the garage of the restaurant she had suggested waiting for her arrival. "You look breathtaking," I said with admiration written all over my face the moment she walked up to me. She was dressed in a long pi

Judith's pov. Amihan was at my door at five in the morning; her knocking startled me out of sleep. She didn't even wait for me to answer; when she opened the door and saw me scrambling out of bed, she gave me a disgruntled expression. "Good morning sleepyhead," she said, approaching my bedside. "Good morning Bes," I managed to respond, "what time is it? Why wake me up so early in the morning" I let out a yawn.She pulled back the curtain and threw open the window, allowing the chill to fill the room before I could say anything more."It's so cooled," I said, as I tried to hide under my blanket. "It's almost six in the morning girl and you have a flight to catch,""Oh my God," I exclaimed as I tried to quickly get out of bed. "Don't worry girl, just go freshen up and leave the rest to me, I've taken care of breakfast already and packed some in your lunch box""It's a good thing I was able to pack my bags yesterday before going to bed because I would have most likely missed my fli

Maxwell's povI decided to change the subject since I did not want to talk too much about my family. I answered her questions swiftly to avoid raising any suspicions. "Is that all you want to know?" I asked when she stopped talking and she nodded. "Don't you have any questions to ask me about myself?" She raised a brow and I smiled. "There is none I can think of," I said and giggled at her surprised look. "You barely know me, so how is that even possible?" She grunted and I grinned broadly."I know you more than you think," I said and Amihan gave me a stern look. "I'd love to know all you know about me," She said with a frown. "Amihan Jude, A beautiful tall elegant wine of class," I teased and she frowned. "Those are random facts anyone can know," She sighed, and we both laughed. If only she knew how well I knew her. I knew every detail there was to know about the lady my mother wanted to be my wife. I wouldn't be so foolish as to provide every piece of information I know abo