"What is it?" she asked, confused as he slid the diamond ring onto her finger. "Promise ring," he replied, adjusting the ring on her finger. It fit perfectly. She arched her brow, mildly surprised. "I thought you were one of those people who find it cringy" she playfully taunted while inwardly swooning over him. His mouth twitched into a crooked smile in response.He met her eyes and spoke, "The only thing I find cringy is when people judge how others choose to express their emotions." Maya smiled, he had won her again with his thoughtful opinion."You are one of a kind," she uttered, eyeing him with pure adoration. He let out a light chuckle. "I hope the good kind," he remarked."The best kind," she responded with a cheeky smile. And her kind. "So what is it for? What are you promising me?" she asked curiously, focusing on the sparkling ring. The playful glimmer in his eyes turned into a sincere gaze. "I am promising you my loyalty," he started, making her glance up at him. "I
Maya caught the sound of his approaching footsteps and quickly wiped away her tears. She then turned on her heels to see him, wearing a fake smile that failed to reach her eyes. As soon as their eyes met, she looked away, afraid he might notice pain in her eyes. "Hi," she said. He stopped in front of her. She waited for him to say something, but he surprised her by drawing her into a tight hug. Exhaling a sigh against her skin, he snuggled deeper into the crook of her neck and pressed her closer. "What happened?" she asked, slightly concerned. "I can't do this. It doesn't feel right," he replied against her neck. She didn't respond. He then, drew back to look into her eyes. Her features softened."Just a few more days," she coaxed him softly. "Mom had brought Eviana's family to my office. I had to leave with them," he told her, sounding apologetic. She nodded but the ache in her heart still felt the same. Her eyes dropped to the floor. He lifted her chin. "We can go now," he s
Maya exited the doctor's room only to bump into Miguel. "What a pleasant surprise," Miguel commented, his eyes darting down to Viny in her arms. The little boy had just finished crying. Maya flashed him a polite smile. "Got him Vaccinated," Maya responded, still rocking Vinny out of habit. "Cute boy," Miguel raised a hand and playfully stroked his head. The boy kept staring at him as if trying to determine his intentions. "What are you doing here?" Maya asked. "Ohh. the doctor is a friend," Miguel replied, his attention drifted back to her. Maya nodded in understanding.A playful glint sparked in his eyes as he mused, "I feel like the universe is conspiring for us to meet over and over again. Don't you think so?" Nivi smiled. "I think the city we live in is quite small, and this is only our second meeting," she answered, earning a chuckle from him. "You are difficult. I like that," Miguel commended. Maya slightly shook her head. "I should go. He needs to eat something," Maya
After an intense physical workout with his girl, Dante rolled off her. Their bodies were covered in a sheen of sweat, testifying to the rigorous activity that partook in. If that wasn't enough, Maya still could feel his essence trickling out of her cunt, her insides buzzing with the aftereffect of her climax. After drinking half the glass of water, he gently tilted to her lips. He knew he had knackered her out and he wasn't guilty. He enjoyed taking her breath away and making her whole body blush. She drank the rest of the water, feeling completely spent. He adjusted the cover over that had slipped during their session and wrapped his arms around her waist. Drawing her to his chest, he placed a kiss on her nape. She shivered as tingles danced through her. Several moments as they silently enjoyed each other's company. His fingers drawing circles on her stomach. "Mom said Dad wants me to join his business," she broke the silence with the revelation. "And what do you want?" his gent
"Do I look professional?" Maya turned away from the mirror and asked him, a little nervous. Today was her first day at the job and she wanted to make a good impression. She was hired as her dad's assistant's assistant since she had no prior business experience. She had never worked except for one time when she interned for a fashion magazine. She had a fallout with her father over something and she wanted to show him that she could make money too. She was fired just a week later for her unprofessional behavior. He intently scrutinized her from head to toe, his slow gaze only adding to her nervousness. She was quick to understand his game."Stop," she grasped the cushion from the chair and tossed it at him. He was making her nervous on purpose. He grabbed the cushion before it could hit her face and chuckled. "Be serious now. Tell me how I look?" she asked again, slowly spinning for him.He advanced towards her, saying, "Magnificent, Stunning, Exquisite, beautiful, gorgeous, lov
"Finish it up quickly. The finance department is holding a meeting at 6. I want you to attend that and make notes," Mr. Steveson, her boss, and her father's assistant, instructed coldly. "Sure," Maya replied politely, ignoring his rude tone. She already knew where his hostility towards her had stemmed from. In her teen years, she had given him a lot of hard times with her playful pranks which were not very playful to him. She had never made meeting notes before so she decided to ask Mr. Steveson about it. But he responded with barbed taunts. "I am not surprised. Of course, you don't know how to write notes.." Mr. Steveson taunted, Maya lowered her gaze feeling ashamed now. "Anyway, I don't have time to teach you something as basic as this. Even an intern knows how to do it. Find one and learn from them," Mr. Steveson added dryly. Maya fought the tears that threatened to blur her vision and marched out of his room, feeling less confident now. "Do you know how to make notes?" she as
"Sir wants you to assist our new business partner from now on. Your foremost duty will be to cater to his needs and demands," Mr. Steveson informed her. "We don't want to hear any complaints. This person is very important to us. Am I clear?" Mr. Steveson added, meeting her eyes firmly. His intent gaze made it clear that he meant his every word. "I understand," Maya responded quietly. She was prepared to take on this new challenge as well.She was taken to the board room where her new boss was in a meeting with her father. Mr. Steveson opened the door. A chilly gust of AC greeted her as soon as she stepped into the room. There was no one inside except for her father and another man whose face was turned away. They were seated at the other end of the huge desk.She greeted Mr. Diaz with a beaming smile, momentarily forgetting that she was just his employee, not his daughter in the moment. Mr. Diaz's eyes softened for a brief second before he resumed his solemn demeanor. His gaze quic
"Have you had your lunch yet?" Miguel asked Maya after finishing their meeting. "I'll have now," she replied, about to stand up when he stopped her."I also haven't had lunch either. Let's have it together," he suggested eagerly. "Sorry. I like to have my lunch alone," Maya refused politely. Disappointment flickered through his eyes before he gave her a nod in understanding. "Alright. Maybe not today," he responded, smiling. After taking permission, she left his room for her own. As soon as she stepped into her room, she video-called Dante. He picked up the first ring. His charcoal grey eyes with a light blue tint lit her screen. "Have you had your lunch?" she asked, setting her laptop with her free hand. "Not yet. I was busy," he replied with a sigh. She took a moment to study his exhausted features. He was a workaholic."Are you free right now?" she asked, bringing a winning smile to his face. "I am always free for you," he replied with a teasing glint in his eyes. His playfu
"Stop. Anyone can come in," she stopped his hand that was about to slip into her skirt.Pulling her closer by her waist, he pecked her lips and murmured seductively against her soft lips, "No one's coming in until I am done with you." She had stopped by his office to give him his lunch but instead of focusing on food, he was planning to feast on her.The prey was caged between the desk and his solid body. "I've to go. I am already running late," she twisted in his arms to get free but his grip was as firm as of Iron."Not until I get what I want," asserting that, he freed his hand and cupped her warm core. She responded with a resigned sigh. He wasn't going to free her until he got what he wanted from her. "Do you never get tired of it?" she asked as he shoved his fingers into her panties. He smirked devilishly and pressed his thumb against her clit. "Can someone get tired of breathing?" he whispered against her lips, rolling the sensitive bud between his thumb and finger. She mo
Maya splashed icy water across her face, the sudden chill searing her skin. Closing her eyes, she leaned over the countertop, breathing heavily. His monstrous face flashed suddenly, sending a shiver down her spine. Her eyes snapped open, quivering with dread. With his face, rushed back all those horrifying memories that still haunted her nights. There were higher chances of that being a co-incident. Paulo was a common name. But still, she couldn't help but feel on edge. Only his name was enough to set her off into a whirl of terror.After spending a few moments in the bathroom, she came out and locked eyes with Miguel who was waiting for her. "You okay?" he questioned in concern as he noticed her paled face. She nodded in response while walking back to her seat. "Do you need something?" she asked, lifting the glass of water from the table. "Umm.... my friend's wedding is coming up and I am not sure what to gift her. She is a woman and you are a woman too. I thought I could ask you
She gave long, deliberate licks from top to bottom, hardening him even more. After teasing the head for a few moments, her wet, warm mouth closed around his gland, and just like that, the world fell away for him. His head tipping back, eyes closing on their own and his Adam's apple bobbing with a suppressed sigh. Lightly squeezing his ballsacks, she swallowed more of him, causing the man to tremble uncontrollably. On impulse, he grabbed the back of her head and thrusted it into her mouth. A satisfied sigh tore through his chest as he felt the back of her throat pressed against his cock. She was just the right kind of warm. Hell broke loose when she began deepthroating him. Up and down, her saliva thickly coated his shaft, dripping off its end. She then licked the base of his cock, her tongue teasing him ruthlessly. She let out a lustful moan that vibrated through his cock, making him unravel without warning. Her mouth flooded with his cum as he climaxed inside her mouth. She swallowe
"I believe her," he declared. His powerful voice cutting through the clamor. Maya's eyes moistened with gratitude and relief. A heavy silence settled over the air until Rosemary expressed her disapproval. "On what basis? We have evidence against her," Rosemary asserted. Dante turned his face towards her, his tall stature casting a formidable shadow, his steely gaze threatening to cut through the petite old woman. "Anyone can hide the bottle inside her room. That's not an evidence," he countered. "Why would anyone do that?" she argued, making it sound as if his explanation was utter nonsense. Dante's eyes darkened with calculated malice. "Exactly. Why would anyone do that?" he threw her words back on her, his tone suspicious as he advanced a step towards her. Rosemary backed away in response. She let out a sigh of resignation. "You are not getting it, child. No one has a problem with her but she has a problem with Eviana. She is jealous of her. You yourself heard her telling
"You do realize what you are saying?" Dante seethed, sounding enraged. The maid nervously clasped her hands together."I told you what I saw, sir," she murmured meekly, eyes locked on the floor. "I..I went to the kitchen. But I didn't do anything," Maya explained, eyes slightly tearing up. "Explain why you went to the kitchen then?" Rosemary enquired Maya, adopting an accusatory tone. Her glare unnerving. "No one will question her," Dante thundered, fixing Rosemary with an icy glare. Rosemary was taken off guard by his tone. "She can go wherever the hell she wants. I will not have you or anyone question her," Dante made it clear in strict terms. Maya had warm tears running down her cheeks. The way he came to her defense despite the accusation had moved something inside her deeply. "The maid has explained everything," Rosemary countered, clearly displeased by his rudeness."She said she was the last person to enter the kitchen. It explains nothing," he snapped. Rosemary's featur
"What happened?" Maya questioned, her gaze lingering on him—he looked like he was lost in thought, preoccupied with something."Someone poisoned her in our house. It had never happened before," he shared his concern. Maya was just as bothered by the revelation. She was utterly shocked to see Eviana lying out and cold on the floor. Her body had begun to turn blue, leaving no doubt about the virulence of the poison. "Who could have done it?" she wondered out loud. Every servant had a fondness for Eviana; she had noticed it herself. If there was anyone they didn't like, it was her. Poisoning Eviana didn't make sense. "I don't know but. But I have to figure it out somehow before something worse happens," he responded with a clenched jaw. He had to catch the perpetrator at any cost. "Maybe someone put them to the task," she guessed. There must have been a reason. Servants wouldn't dare take such a step without support. "Could be," he agreed before meeting her eyes and cradling her fac
"Mr. Diaz is here to see you," his PA told him, making him frown in confusion. There was no mention of his visit in his schedule. "Escort him in," he instructed the PA. The PA disappeared promptly and a moment later, Mr. Diaz showed up at his doorway. Their eyes met, exchanging silent acknowledgments. He rose to his feet out of respect and moved forward to greet him. Shaking hands, he uttered, "I wasn't expecting you but it's great to see you, Mr. Diaz." "I hope I haven't interrupted your schedule," Pablo responded solemnly. "Of course, not. Please, have a seat," he replied, gesturing towards the chair. Mr. Diaz murmured a thank you and lowered himself in the chair. Even though the older man carried a solemn demeanor, Dante knew just how fun-loving and exuberant he was. His daughter had fondly shared tales of his fun-loving side. Who could have guessed this stoic man once willingly fell into a pit only to spare his daughter the embarrassment of having slipped in first? "I learne
Maya paled as she met his seething eyes. He was mad. She remained frozen like a statue as he closed the distance between them and seized her hand in an ironclad grip. While Miguel struggled to recover from the blow, Dante pulled Maya away, dragging her out of the place. She teared up, realizing he had misunderstood the situation. "What you're thinking isn't right," she explained, her voice slightly trembling. He didn't respond and that fueled her already growing anxiety."Nothing happened between us. I was about to push him away, I swear," she swore as they entered her room. "Say something," she pleaded in desperation. His indifference was cutting through her like a sharp dagger. Her breath broke out in a gasp as he pushed her against the wall. His face surged forward filling her vision, a storm of emotions passing through his eyes. And the next thing she knew, his mouth was on hers devouring her vigorously.She didn't dare deny him access as his tongue prodded the seam of her li
"You dare talk back? I will tear off your tongue," Paulo thundered as he slammed her head against the wall. "Leave me," she whimpered, feeling dizzy with pain. He threw her to the floor and drew his belt. "A girl who didn’t stay loyal to her own parents, how could she ever be loyal to me?" he sneered as he swung the belt in the air. "No," she screamed, bolting upright in the bed. She was drenched in sweat, her eyes wide with horror. She quickly reached out and turned on the light. As her nerves began to settle, tears claimed her eyes. She broke down into sobs, scared to her core. Extending her arm, she grabbed her phone and dialed him. Just one ring sounded before he answered the call. His beautiful face popped into her screen, making her sob harder. "What's wrong?" he demanded, worry etched his features. "I..I had a ni..nightmare," she stuttered out, barely able to form words. "You are fine. You are safe," he assured her. The need to get to her gnawed at his insides. His helpl