Maya X Claudine Novels & Stories

Emily clapped so enthusiastically that she almost dropped the clipboard tucked beneath her arm. I looked toward Damien and he was already watching me there wasn't the slightest hesitation when Mr. Henderson turned to him. "Wouldn't you agree?" Damien smiled. "Completely." His voice carried easily through the ballroom. "This gala has always been Claire's vision." The words stole my breath. "I simply had the privilege of watching her bring it to life." Something inside me loosened and for just one moment I forgot the divorce, I forgot Tiffany and I forgot yesterday. I simply allowed myself to feel proud. I'd earned this.

I see the defeated look in Kale’s eyes as he tries so hard to not want her, I see the reverent look in Leon’s eyes, haunted and lost, like he would never find his way again without her, and I focus on the steady thrumming of my heart against my chest as it draws to her. A sigh escapes my lips, and her pale long lashes flutter against her rosy flushed skin as she tries to look at me. But she’s so spent her eyes shut. “Thank you,” she whispers. “sirs.” Holy shit. My cock stirs again. Madame X is known to never sleep with the same client twice. But when I look at Leon, I know he’s thinking the same thing. That there is no way in hell that this is the last time we get to fuck her.

to her side. "Claudine, easy! You're still recovering."Claudine's gaze locked onto the stranger's face. "Who...who are you? What's happening to me?"The stranger's expression softened. "I'm Mary, a healer. You were brought to me yesterday, You were attacked and bitten. We've been taking care of you."Claudine's mind reeled. Attacked? Bitten?And then, like a floodgate opening, memories came rushing back. The fight, the pain, the feeling of her body breaking..."Ezrianna!" Claudine cried out, scrambling to her feet. "Where's Ezrianna? I have to find her!"Mary's face fell, and Claudine's heart sank."I'm so sorry, Claudine. Ezrianna didn't make it. She died yesterday."Claudine's world shattered. S

Women who wouldn't make you feel like you're competing with them. "Thank you so much. I'll call you whenever I need you." May said and pulled her into a tight hug. "I can't believe I just shared you my story and I don't even know your name talk more of knowing anything about you." May said when they pulled away. They both chuckled. "My name is Tina Benjamin. I'm from Benin." She finally introduced. "Oh! Nice name." May complimented. "How did you meet Edric?" the question she was dying to ask.

He walked towards her, and she stood her ground, her heart hammering but her expression unreadable. “So, Mia,” he purred, his voice a low rumble that always sent a shiver, unwanted, down her spine. “Decided to finally grace me with your presence?” Claudine merely raised an eyebrow, pushing off the doorframe and walking slowly into the room. “I’ve been at the range. Then the gym. Unlike some people, I like to earn my rest.” She didn’t acknowledge his survival, his presence, or the fact that she’d spent hours meticulously rerouting a damn jet to save his life. Her heart, however, was still doing acrobatics. He was really here. Damn him.

I noticed the way Daniel paused, like he didn’t expect her to agree so easily. “I’ll come too,” I said. Clara looked at me. “You don’t have to,” she said. “I know,” I replied. “I want to.” She held my gaze for a moment. Then she nodded. “Alright.” Maya leaned back in her chair. “Wow. Look at this. Family outing.” “Don’t start,” Clara muttered. “I’m just saying,” Maya continued, grinning. “Progress.” I shook my head, but I was smiling. Because she wasn’t wrong.

She argued back. “Your baby daddy wants her. I overheard him talking about meeting her parents this evening to talk about their marriage.” Maya’s face fell at the news. She warped her head back to Cynthia but the latter managed to scurry away. “Hey, Maya. How are you feeling today?” Her eyes finally settled on Clara’s face. She forced a really large grin on her lips. “I’m doing good.” Then her eyes raked the latter’s outfit. It was the same skimpy clothes as always but this time even worse and provocative.

She thought, folding her arms. "Yes ." Claire replied, her plastic smile still in place as she turned to face Maya. And when she did, she bursted out laughing. "What the hell Maya! Halloween is not yet around." She stated, still laughing. "Well, it is for me." Maya said, keeping her dignity and firm face intact.

And I fucking love it. Then a noise dragged my eyes to one of the suites—a woman moaning, loud and messy, as a male escort drove her into the mattress. She was a regular, always coming here to get wound up and broken open. And watching her… it made Claire slam into my thoughts again. Who would’ve believed Claire could be that wild in bed? Ian is a blind fool—not seeing the fire he had right under his nose. But that’s on him. His stupidity is my goddamn gain.

Despite herself, Maya felt the corner of her mouth lift. Clara was on a roll now, warming to the topic like she’d been holding it in since sunrise. “I’m talking head-to-toe perfection. A dress that fits like a glove, hair laid, makeup sharp” “And Marcus drooling,” Zara cut in, snapping her fingers. “Exactly!” Clara laughed. “That man is going to forget how to speak English the second I step through the door. I don’t just want his attention, I want him stunned.” She gave Maya a playful once-over. “So. Are you coming, or are you going to stay home overthinking power couples and campus mysteries?”