Maya X Claudine Novels & Stories

"So. This is Claire. Started Monday." Claire gave a small wave. She was gripping her bag strap with both hands. "Hi." i don't feel too good about her ,I thought new friends aren't that bad maybe it is because i have been with maya all my life. "Hazel," I said. Maya looked at me with the expression she makes when she is about to say something she thinks is charming. "And this is my bestie bestie." I looked at her. "Partners in crime is more accurate."

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?”

Xavier's look was predatory like he was about to pounce on Jaocb and tear him to shreds. "Yes, and I asked him to be with me so I wouldn't slip on the mossy roots." I had to cover for the poor secretary. Xavier's eyes found mine and there was a question that I failed to understand. Before either of us could say anything else, Claire walked over in her perfect model-like gait in stilettoes. Who wears stilettoes at eleven in the morning at home? Apparently, Miss Claire Deveroux does. And damn do her legs look gorgeous because of it.

Followed him without asking a single question. My fingers twitched against the table. Then Léo’s hand steadied at my back… and she disappeared. “Home?” I whispered. “You mean the apartment where I’ve been living as a ghost while you planned a wedding with your ‘director’?” Claire spoke then. Her voice was like silk stretched over a blade. “Daniel, darling, don’t be dramatic. Clearly, Maya has found… support. We should leave them to it. We have a guest list to finalize.”

" Ray called out in a painful tone. Without turning back, Maya walked into her car and drove away.She stopped at a nearby club to drink out her anger. "Waiter!" Get me three bottles of whisky. Maya said with a broken voice. "Okay lady," The waiter said. He returned with three bottles of whiskey and a glass cup. "Thank you." She said calmly as she picked up the bottle and poured some into the cup.She drank one bottle after another until she became drunk. "Hey Waiter, C-o-m-e o-v-e-r h-e-r-e. "

"Taa taa taa..." "So, good ahhh... fuckk..." Claudia kept moaning like an angel while taking my eleven-inch so well. I have been playing with her more and more and she can't even stay a moment without craving me. When Adonis left, he changed his penthouse password, making it impossible for us to enter anymore; I suspect that he knows of my and Claudia's affair, and the fact that he didn't mention it to me shows that he didn't give two fucks about it. Leaving me no option but to take her to my warehouse room, and there I have been fucking her senseless. Her treasure has been pleasing my dick, and I'm not ready to stop.

Michele informed her. “Oh, I see. That’s why you called this place a paradise awhile ago.” Clarisse finally understands everything. "By the way, where's my mother and father?" suddenly inquired to their butler. "Madame Katherine is having a Ladies' Night at the Clubhouse. Master Michael is having a meeting with---his business partners." Henry informed his young master. Clarisse puzzily frowned when she saw Henry looking a bit hesitant when he said the words "business partners." The old butler also gave him a mysterious look and then he averted his eyes away from her.

The young woman drove in and parked the car in the driving lot, dhe hurriedly came down from the car to help Maya Gillian with the door. Clara carefully opened the rear door and Maya came down. “”Thanks love” Maya said and stepped outside the car. Clara took the baby bag and follower her, she pressed the car lock button on the remote key as she went inside the house. None of the maids were outside and it was unusual. “Where is everyone?” Maya mumbled but didn’t stop or say anything. “Please start cooking while I take care of Sophie" Maya Gillian said as she rocked the crying baby. “ We will be going back in the next two hours, so there will enough time to refresh and rest” Maya Gillan mentio

Claire’s villa to have a word with Maya. “Jordan, what the f8ck are you doing?!” Xavier exclaimed as he grabbed onto Jordan’s coat. He pushed Jordan towards the wall forcefully as Jordan tried to disentangle himself. “There are other people in there, Jordan! Get a hold of yourself!” “She’s not going to marry him!” Jordan scoffed angrily. “She is my wife!” “We know that, Jordan,” Adam responded as he helped Xavier pull him back inside the villa, closing the door. “But, Maya doesn’t. I think St. Claire is hiding that from her.”

Timothy retorted, displeased. Maya piped up, "Timothy, Mr. Lane and Mia seem to be close. He actually personally supervised the decorations for the hall." Timothy became all grumpy at that instant. Claude was a playboy in Nord City; his girlfriend never stayed the same every three months. Looking at her, he responded, "Yeah. I think Mia is gifted in design and playing piano, at least much better than you." It was such a humiliation to her. "Claude, what are you joking—"