Maya X Claudine Novels & Stories

Gina and Raya eyed Clara up and down as she walked into the living room. "Someone looks very gorgeous today," said Gina. Clara smiled as she took a seat opposite her friends. "Girl, tell us where you're going looking all dressed up" "I have a date with Xander," "Xander?. Wait! What?" Clara's friends exclaimed in unison a frown coming to form on Raya's forehead. "You mean Xander?. The guy with dark blue eyes?. Raya questioned. "Yes, what's wrong?" Asked Clara with a creased brow. "Nothing, we just thought you hated him and couldn't stand his guts" replied Gina, her mouth slightly agape as she stared at Clara whose smile could almost reach her ears.

My hair stood on end in one place. His tone was quite positive. "Elyse, meet Xander's new maid." I turned around and I was startled to see a familiar face standing in front of me. "YOU?!"

She bit back a giggle and cleared her throat. “Stop the drama, Claude. This is Maya. She’s your priority while I’m on stage. Do you understand?” he asked, his tone soft and deadly. Maya slowly glanced up to look at Noah’s face, expecting him to smile to take the harshness out of his words. “Aye, aye, captain.” Claude grinned, offering Maya his hand to shake. “Hello, darling. Aren’t you just so cute?” Alrighty then. She shook his hand and glanced around.

I thought Claudine would be angry at what Cardio did, but she wasn't. "Mr. Mercado's illegitimate child is a different kind of woman," I said while I was still looking at her. "You told me," Tanya replied to me. Until we saw that Cardio was manipulating her hair, pulling it and pulling it so that her head was lifted while Cardio was still riding behind. "It's so good baby, yes! yes! yes! that's right, don't stop baby I'm near," said Claudine to Cardio. "Me too, I'm near," Cardio said to Claudine. "Your pussy so wet, oooooohh sh*t, F*ck F*ck," Cardio said while riding hard, hard and fast behind Claudine because Claudine moaned at his pleasure.

Then, she started to move her hands down, locating his genitals. "Should we make love?" Luca said, looking aroused. "Yes, sir. But I'm doing something important right now. When I'm done, I'm going to meet you," the maid replied. "Alright then. Don't forget to come," Luca replied with a smile. Clara, the maid, is a mother of two. Her husband has divorced her, and she's living in Luca's house. She's the most beautiful among Luca's maids, and Luca loves her the most.

𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣 𝙇𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙅𝙧. Maya had seen it coming as soon as she observed Jay's fiddling and unsettling demeanor. He wanted to talk something but at first she failed to predict it might be about Sanjana Patel and now that she knew it, she couldn't decide what to say to him. Jay expectantly looked at Maya and she stood up carrying her bowl and walked towards her room.

She looked like a hostess greeting late arrivals. “An early evening,” she observed, her voice smooth as the marble under our feet. Her gaze swept over Maya, taking in the designer blouse, the smudged mascara under her eyes. Then it landed on me, my own desperation no doubt written plainly on my face. “I trust it was illuminating.” I moved without thinking, stepping slightly in front of Maya, a feeble attempt at a shield. “It’s over.” “On the contrary.” Clara took a slow sip, her eyes glinting with a cold, intellectual interest. “It’s just become far more interesting.” She shifted her focus back to Maya, dismissing me. “Maya, you may go. Leo is asleep. Uninterrupted.”

Clara's POV 'Who is the business tycoon's new flame?' 'Trouble in paradise between hotelier Derek Montenegro and Madison Riley?' I ignored the headlines in the rest of the tabloids and skipped through them. I sighed in relief. At least none of them captured my face. "This calls for a moment to celebrate," Layla clapped her hands together. "Lucy!" she yelled. Her expression changed as she was hit with a realisation. "Oh wait, she is not here today," she whispered. "Margaret!" she yelled again.

Harry answers. “Well let's leave the two of them, May.” Claudine hollers. “Yeah sure.” May answers right away. “But Claud.” I called out. “Come on and be an adult.” She hisses at me and I can feel her close to my ear, “Get everything out of your chest and ask him why things lead up to him from that pad.” I nod. “Okay.” “Good luck!” I hear Claudine holler at me and I can tell right away that they have left.

Not the sharp investigator she really was. Claire steadied her bag and herself. “It’s fine. You should watch where you’re going, though.” Maya put on this sweet, apologetic smile. “I know, I’m so clumsy. Wait—” She gasped, eyes wide. “Are you Claire? Claire Benson?” Claire blinked. “You... know me?” “Oh my God,” Maya said, hand to her chest, acting half starstruck. “I saw you the day you arrived at the Steele mansion. You’re even prettier in person.”