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

Roxie's voice had gone up an octave calling out to the woman in front of us. "I'm so glad we ran into you. Giselle, this is Myra Volt. Myra, this is my date, Giselle. Myra is one of the High Rollers." They chatted briefly before she had to run off, and Roxie and I found seats.

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.

Yours, Ayla aka Mrs. Claude.'

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.

“She’s gone.” I turned sharply. “What?” Claude was staring at the empty chair where Maya had been sitting. “Maya’s gone. Nobody saw her leave. She slipped out eleven minutes ago while we were all focused on Aldric.” My blood ran cold. Claude picked up the phone she had left behind on the table. He turned it toward us. The screen was completely wiped. Factory reset. Six years of messages — gone. “She left this,” he said. “Clean.” I stared at the empty chair, my hands slowly curling into fists until my nails bit into my palms.

Mason couldn't help but point out. Honestly, Claire was in her early fifty. She married pretty early and gave birth early too. So she looks very young. Claire laughed and bent down to touch Mason's cheek. "You are quite observant. You are just like your father. You are his exact copy in looks too." Claire pointed out. "Me too. Me too." Maya jumped as she was now standing on her own. "Yeah, you too. You are very observant and also adorable." Claire complimented, leaving Maya smiling proudly.

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.