Maya X Claudine Novels & Stories

"There are the stars of the show. Come meet someone very special." He approached with a petite woman beside him whose beauty was so striking it made me momentarily speechless. She had classical features that belonged in Renaissance paintings, dark hair that caught sunlight like silk, and eyes that sparkled with intelligence and warmth. But more importantly, she looked at Adrian with the kind of devoted attention that spoke of genuine love rather than social calculation. "Claire, I'd like you to meet Maya," Adrian said, his voice carrying pride and affection that transformed his entire demeanor. "My second chance mate. Maya, this is my literal stepmother Claire, and my new siblings Jasmine an

I can’t believe I called my one and only crush a wall! You piece of poop. Summer you should go and see the doctor. Oh.. I know, you should go home and eat your moms cake and play call of duty.. Yeah, that will help me for sure. Gahh!! if only I kept my freaking mouth shut, none of this would have happened but no.. Ms. clumsy here is one stupid person who can’t control her stupid mouth of hers.

“We have a million things to handle and somehow you think another investment is what we need?” “I need,” I corrected. “It's what I need.” Clara is what I need. A soft knock followed a moment later and I looked up to catch long toned legs walking in. Her heels clicked. One. Two. Three until she was inside. Clara fucking Mallon. My Stranger. She stood framed in the doorway looking all stunning “Who the hell is she?” Mike asked in a whisper not loud enough to ruin the moment. Mike looked at Clara and looked back at me, curiosity crippling. “Who is—”

“You’re gonna cum on my fingers before we leave this shower. And tonight? I’m gonna fuck you with that double-sided dildo.” “Mmmm,” she moans, shuddering as I circle her clit. I run my teeth along her matemark, and she moans louder. “Kennedy!” she yelps when my fangs sink into her mark—and she explodes on my fingers before I even slide them inside. I stroke her through it, kissing her shoulder and whispering sweet nothings into her skin. Then another mindlink—this time from my twin. Kennedy, you and Amelia need to get out of that shower ASAP or Mom said she’s sending me in to referee you two. And I really, really don’t want to third-wheel your mate session. Please!

Her smile didn’t touch her eyes. “Hello,” she said. “I’m Clarisse. PTA vice president.” I smiled politely. “Nice to meet you.” She tilted her head, looking me up and down like I was a dish she didn’t order. “So... you’re the infamous Maya.” I blinked. “I’m sorry?” “You know,” she said, sipping her orange juice. “The ex. The one who disappeared without saying goodbye. Brave of you to show your face after all these years.”

Amber Brown Clara, who made a point of showing how annoyed she was at having to introduce me to the company, made me question my sanity in having accepted all this. It didn't take long before she began to show me around the building. We started on the first floor where I was introduced to the receptionists and the entire salon.

A beautiful woman came out of the room toward us. "Hi Pretty Amel. Daddy called earlier. Aunt has already prepared the order. Is this Mrs. Rani?" she said, she looked me up and down. I smiled at her. "Hmm, body is ideal. Just needs a little polish. I'm Claudia, who handles you. Come with me!" We follow her. "Honey, what are you going to do?" I whispered to Amel. "Auntie we wants to make over you," she said with a smile.

Diana said as she stroked her daughter's already visible stomach. "Mom, he's not a good man, he kidnapped me, he raped me and made me pregnant like this, he locked me up and made me miss moments with my family, he's a very cruel mafia leader, he's dangerous mom, he can hurt anyone he doesn't like, he's not a good man," Clara said.

Dominic queried angrily. Why was Dominic getting so angry about his special guest possibly knowing me? I mean, I was worried for whatever reason, but Dominic sounded like he was furious. Perhaps he just felt left out that the guy was on a mini-reunion with his new maid. “I don’t know. I can’t remember.” Hale finally answered “How would you have seen her before when you’re hardly in the country in the first place.” Dominic reasoned. There was that awkward silence again, and then suddenly, the sound of the dining chairs being pushed on the marble floor. Then, there were footsteps. I turned around to find Dominic walking into the kitchen wearing his usually angry expression on his face.

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