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Chapter 141 | Forced Apart

MAYAI was still floating when we walked through the front door. My body ached in the best way from everything Tristan had done to me in the car, but the lingering heat was wrapped in something softer now. The happiness was overwhelming. I clung to Tristan’s arm like a little girl, bouncing slightly on my toes as we stepped inside. “Mom!” I called out cheerfully, voice light. “We’re home! You won’t believe-” The words died in my throat the second I stepped into the living room.Mom was standing near the couch with her hands clasped tightly in front of her and her face was pale. Beside her sat my father looking rigid with jaw locked and eyes cold. Across from them were Andre and his father, both looking entirely too composed. The air in the room felt wrong…. So heavy that it made me freeze mid-step. “Mom…?” I managed, confusion knitting my brows. I forced a small, uncertain smile. “Hi. I didn’t know we had company.” Before anyone could answer, my father stood up. His movement was s

Chapter 142 | A Conspiracy

MAYAI stood in the middle of the living room long after the front door closed, staring at the empty space where Tristan had been. My chest felt like it had been cracked open. Tears kept spilling down my cheeks no matter how many times I wiped them away. My father was still breathing hard, hands clenched at his sides. Andre and his father had already left, but the damage they had delivered stayed behind like poison in the air.“Maya,” my father began, voice rough. “Come sit down. We need to talk about this properly.”I turned on him, eyes burning. “Talk? Now you want to talk? After you slapped him? After you threw him out of the house like he was nothing?”“He is not nothing,” my father said tightly. “He is family. That is exactly why this is so wrong. He took advantage of his place here. He took advantage of you.”“He didn’t take advantage of me!” My voice cracked, rising. “I love him. Do you understand that? I chose him. I wanted him. He never forced me into anything. He protected

Chapter 143 | Missed Feeling This Pussy

MAYAOne week.Seven full days since my father had thrown Tristan out of the house. Seven days of refusing to leave my room for longer than necessary. Seven days of pushing food around my plate until my mother and Nicole both looked at me with worried eyes. I missed him so much it felt like something vital had been carved out of my chest. He still texted but he hadn’t come. Not once. And this morning, he hadn’t replied at all.I was laying on my bed in the late afternoon light, staring at the ceiling with my phone clutched in my hand. The last message I had sent him sat unanswered.Where are you? Please just tell me you’re okay.I rolled onto my side and muttered under my breath, voice thick with frustration and longing.“You said you wouldn’t let me go. You said you’d come back for me. So where are you, Tristan? It’s been a whole week. I can’t sleep properly. I barely eat. Mom keeps trying to feed me soup like I’m dying and Nicole threatens to drag me outside, but I don’t want any o

Chapter 144 | Cuddle Me Daddy

MAYATristan carried me out of the bathroom still wrapped around him, water dripping from both of our bodies onto the bedroom floor. He laid me down on the bed with a care that reflected the hunger in his eyes, then followed me down, bracing himself over me. I reached up and rubbed my nose gently against his in a soft, affectionate gesture that made him smile. He leaned in and kissed me slowly at first, deep and lingering before the kiss turned hotter, more urgent.“I missed this,” I whispered against his mouth. “Missed having you on top of me… inside me…”“I know, princess.” He settled between my thighs and pushed back into me in one smooth, deep stroke. We both groaned at the feeling. “A whole week without burying myself in this tight little pussy. Never again.”He started moving in long, rolling thrusts which were slow enough to feel every inch, deep enough to make my toes curl. I wrapped my legs around his waist and kissed him back, soft moans slipping out between kisses. One o

Chapter 145 | Soft Kisses

MAYAI was curled against Tristan’s side and practically trying to burrow under him. He was on his stomach, one strong arm draped heavily over my waist, the weight of it grounding me after everything that had just happened. My body still tingled with leftover sparks, but the frantic heat had softened into something quieter and deeper.I turned my face toward him and lifted a hand to gently caress his cheek, tracing the line of his jaw with my fingertips. “You’re so handsome like this,” I whispered, voice barely above a breath. “All messy hair and tired eyes… you look like you’re finally resting for once.”A small smile tugged at the corner of his mouth even though his eyes remained closed. I kept stroking his skin, slow and affectionate.“I love you,” I said softly. The words came out thicker than I expected. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes without warning. “I love you so much it scares me sometimes. This past week without you felt impossible. I kept thinking… What if my da

Chapter 146 | Morning Job

MAYAI woke slowly by the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. The first thing I felt was the warm solid presence beside me. When I opened my eyes, Tristan was already awake, propped on one elbow and simply watching me. His dark hair was messy from sleep and his eyes were soft in a way he rarely let anyone see.“Good morning,” I whispered, voice still husky.A small smile tugged at his mouth. He leaned down and kissed me in a slow, lingering manner and tasting of sleep and the faint mint of whatever he’d rinsed with earlier. I melted into it immediately, curling closer until my body was pressed against his side and one leg draped over his but tightly.“Morning, princess,” he murmured against my lips. His hand stroked lazily down my bare back. “I have to leave soon.”The words made my stomach drop. I whimpered softly and clung tighter, burying my face in his chest.“No… not yet. Please stay a little longer.”He sighed and the sound was full of the same reluctance I felt

Chapter 147 | Something’s Dead Wrong

MAYATristan had been gone for almost an hour by the time I finally forced myself out of bed.The sheets still smelled like him and I just wanted to stay back, engulfed and smell him. I stood under a long, hot shower until my skin turned pink, washed my hair, and spent extra time on my skincare just to delay the moment I had to face the rest of the house. I dressed in a pair of soft jeans, a cream sweater, and sneakers which were comfortable enough for a day out with Nicole. Yes, I was going shopping with her. It was her idea and well, I needed air and I needed my best friend. Also I needed to stop staring at the walls and replaying the sound of the front door closing behind Tristan. Taking a dee[ breath, I exited my room and walked downstairs carefully, still half-expecting to see him in the hallway. Instead, I found my father.He was sitting on the living-room couch with one ankle crossed over the opposite knee and a cup of coffee cooling on the table in front of him. His posture

Chapter 148 | Accident

MAYAThe world narrowed to the roar of the engine and the white-knuckled grip of Nicole’s hands on the wheel. I watched the speedometer climb- seventy, eighty, ninety while the black car behind us refused to fall away. Its headlights stayed locked on our rear bumper like a pair of cold, unblinking eyes. Every time Nicole jerked the wheel left, the sedan mirrored her. Every time she floored it through a yellow light and the black shape surged closer.My pulse hammered so hard I could feel it in my throat. Rain sheeted across the windshield; the wipers slapped a frantic rhythm that matched the terror climbing my spine. Streetlights smeared into long streaks of gold. I twisted in my seat, staring past the headrest, and for one suspended second I saw the driver of the black car- shadowed face before Nicole yanked us around another corner.“Faster,” I whispered, though my voice cracked. “Please, just lose them.”“I’m trying.” Nicole’s answer was tight, almost a sob. Her eyes never left

Chapter 149 | Wrath Of The Devil

MAYAI opened my mouth to scream, but only a broken sound came out. Andre reached in, ignoring the way I tried to slap his hands away with my good arm. His grip closed around my upper arms like iron. Pain flared white-hot through my injured side as he hauled me out of the seat. My knees buckled the moment my feet touched the ground but…. He didn’t let me fall. He simply dragged me toward the second car while Elise watched in silence. “Nicole-” I sobbed, twisting to look back at the wreck. “She’s hurt- she needs help- please-” Andre gave a short, humorless laugh. “Your little friend is the least of your worries right now.”He shoved me into the back seat of the waiting car and slammed the door shut. The locks clicked and… Through the tinted window I saw Elise walk around to the driver’s side of the same vehicle. Andre slid in beside me, close enough that I could smell his cologne. My head throbbed and blood still trickled into my eye. Every part of me hurt, but the fear was worse,

Chapter 150 | Devil’s Fury

TRISTANI stood in the middle of the private operations room I kept three floors beneath the penthouse. The walls lined with monitors that normally tracked market fluctuations and security feeds. Tonight every screen showed something else: traffic cameras, toll-gate logs, cell-tower pings, and the grainy footage from the stretch of road where Nicole’s car had been crashed deliberately. My jacket was still stained with her blood. I had not changed and I had not stopped moving since the moment her voice died on the phone. “Shut the southern exits,” I ordered into the encrypted line. “All of them. I don’t care what it costs. I don’t care whose dinner reservation gets ruined. If a black sedan or anything registered to the Voss family tries to leave the city limits, I want it stopped and torn apart.”The man on the other end hesitated only a fraction of a second. “Mr. Blackwood, that will require coordination with three different precincts and-”“Then coordinate. You’ve had my authoriza

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