Maya X Claudine Novels & Stories

“I swear you’re starting to sound like Clara.” Clara smirked. “Thanks.” “Not a compliment.” Maya grabbed her tote bag and stormed toward the door. “Fine. Stay zen. But if she comes for me next, I’m clapping back so hard her nails will break.” She shot me one last look. “You’re too soft on these people, and perhaps that’s why they know they can walk all over you.” “Maya,” Clara called with a gentle, concerned tone. But before she could say anything else, I raised my hand and stopped her. “No, it’s okay. Let her speak.”

--- Clara Notices That Too And suddenly— For the first time since I've known her— She looks hurt. --- Not Angry. Not defensive. --- Hurt. --- Clara "You think it's me." --- Silence Heavy. Painful. --- Xavier Doesn't Answer Immediately. --- Which Is Answer Enough. --- Clara Looks Away Briefly. --- My Chest Tightens Because suddenly I hate this. --- Clara Has Been Here Through Everything Madison. The leak. The company. The marriage. --- She Protected Us. --- Didn't She? --- Clara Finally Speaks Quietly.

Claire helped Rae move, and Maya decided to see them off out of the clubhouse, and then, she had a time to tell Claire, "One of my bartenders seems to know you." "Do you think I must have fucked him good?" Claire asked her. "Who knows? He was obviously jealous when he saw you with those guys eating you up." Claire rolled her eyes, "Next time, tell your bartender to look away, I don't like piercing glances when at it, and if he can't, he could join us. I can handle three guys at a time." Maya burst into a laugh, "You are a bad girl." As soon as they stepped out of the parlour and into the hallway that led to the main space for the public, Maya was called upon, and she said her goodbyes, leavi

“What do you want?” “To talk.” Maya’s smile widened. “About Alex.” Clara stared at her, heart thudding. “Stay away from me.” “Too late for that, sweetheart.” Maya’s gaze dropped to Clara’s hand. “No ring yet? Interesting.” “I’m not afraid of you,” Clara said, even though she could hear the tremor in her voice. “You should be.” Maya reached into her purse and pulled out a flash drive. She placed it on the table between them. “Everything you need to know about the man you love. Including how quickly he moves on when things get messy.”

Jessy waved at one of the bouncers at the front door and the bouncer ushered them to their table inside. They had ordered a few shots and a bottle of whiskey. "So how was it?" Maya smirked, clearly asking Clara about Xane. "He's nice! A very normal guy. And I like talking to him," Clara smiled as she recalled Xane's voice over the phone. "But?" Jessy drawled. "But what?" Clara frowned. "There's always a but." Jessy rolled her eyes. "There's no but in this because there's nothing going on between us. We're just friends," Clara explained.