[MADDOX]“So, what do you say, Richmond?” asked the man in his early forties, sitting across the table, donned in a fine business suit and a crooked grin. “Are you happy with the deal? Should we proceed with the paperwork?”Joseph Bennett was a big name in the corporate world. He was a force to be reckoned with. The man had everything: money, power, and influence. I could even name some illegal businesses under his name. But that was a dark side everyone in this business world had. It was impossible to survive without one. Sometimes, one needed more than a clean reputation and a devious personality to get what one wanted. And right now, Joseph Bennett was desperate to have me on his side. I knew what his deal was. I knew about the losses his company in New Zealand was suffering while he sat here in this fancy restaurant, pretending he wasn’t about to go broke in the next few months.I admired his courage and dedication to fight till the end. But the sad truth was that he was like a fa
[ZARA]After washing my hands and blow-drying them, I looked at myself in the mirror and reapplied my nude lipstick. It had been a week since I joined my new workplace, and everything had been going great so far. My bosses were happy with my work, and the customers were satisfied with the services. I couldn’t be happier. Everything was just so… great.It was so unbelievable that I had been wondering if I would somehow jinx it. I wasn’t superstitious, but so much had happened in the last few months. It had left a lasting scar on my mind. It left me with the realization that nothing was permanent and that I had to work a little extra hard to prevent something like that from happening again.I knew I was thinking too much. I was worrying too much when I should be happy and enjoying my life, as Brandon and Mom told me to. But I couldn’t help this vague feeling crawling in my chest, as if at any moment, something bad would happen and destroy the stability I had worked so hard to build.Mom
[ZARA]I couldn’t believe I accepted his invitation to meet again.Then again, why wouldn’t I? Wasn’t that something I wanted?Besides, during our previous encounter in his office, three months ago, he did say he wasn’t dismissing the issue, just merely pushing it further dates ahead.In a weird, fucked-up way, he was keeping his word, wasn’t he?Should I admire him for that?No. Why the hell am I even entertaining the thought? Gosh.I still bristled with mad anger, thinking about the time when he accused me of being disrespectful and ill-mannered. I couldn’t forgive him for shoving me to the door like I was nothing. For treating me as if he was so above me.But something inside me was ready to compromise if things turned out better this time. If instead of being a huge asshole like the previous time he returned the house creating no unneeded scene.I wasn’t looking forward to any more blunders.Honestly.I had had enough of drama in my life in the past three months. I just wanted eve
[ZARA]The moment they were out of sight, she breathed in a sigh of relief. “Wow, that was close!”I frowned. What the hell was his deal?Deep in thought, I was pulled back to reality when someone called me again.It was the same secretary; she was facing me now. I blinked.“Mr Richmond is ready to see you,” she informed me, as if that was the best news she had delivered in the entire day. “Please, follow me.”“It’s eight,” I spoke through gritted teeth, holding back my annoyance as, obviously, she did nothing to deserve it. His boss was the asshole who couldn’t stand true to his words. “And now, I’m not ready to see him. Tell him I left.”I turned to wait for the next elevator, fist tightly clenched.“Oh no, no no no no no. You can’t leave!” she spoke hurriedly, almost panicking.But her words caught me off-guard just fine. I frowned. “What?”“I mean,” she paused, pushed the glasses up her nose and gripped the tablet close to her chest. “He’s waiting for you. And he already knows you
[MADDOX]After twenty minutes of a long drive, dinner at a fancy waterfront restaurant with a view of the magnetic Manhattan bridge and two flutes of champagne later, Zara Fisher was a sight to behold. Her guards were down, her eyes shone brighter and her laugh was noisier. Yet every single thing about her was such a turn-on.She was easily the most gorgeous woman I had ever seen in my life. So different from the women I was used to.All the women I’d dated in the past had a selfish and ulterior motive to be with me. Publicity, money or simply sex. None of them wanted to be with me for me. They all had their own narcissistic reasons.Which, of course, I couldn’t hold against them. Powerful people like me needed a good-looking face by their side. Not only for the sake of being accompanied to various balls and events that we needed to endure, but also, because after a hectic day of work, everyone needed a pleasant face to look at and a fine ass to fuck. It was a win-win for both parties
[MADDOX]“I had a wonderful time,” I heard myself say as I pulled up at the curb in front of a modern two-floored house.Zara was already working on unfastening the seat belt, but when she heard my words, her movements slowed down. She lifted her face to meet my eyes. And when that happened, an intense bolt of warmth sped through my chest and shuttled straight to my cock. It hurt to even look at her. How could someone be so beautiful? And sexy. And fucking hot.A strong desire to grab her by the nape and tug her into a long, intimate kiss pulsed throughout my arms and abdomen. I had to breathe through my mouth and look away, so I wouldn’t do something outrageous. Although the lust raging in my blood at the moment didn’t care about being reasonable or not. All it wanted was Zara Fisher writhing underneath me, moaning my name, while I fucked her senseless all night long until both of us were spent to the very bones. The thought of naked Zara did something wild to my senses. It made me wa
[ZARA]“What’s up with that creepy grin, Z? You’re frankly weirding me out.”After his one-day trip to Los Angeles, regarding a project that he recently got, Brandon returned home just before lunch. It was my weekend off. I helped mom with the morning chores, something that I couldn’t do during working days, and did a little grocery shopping until it was time for lunch.For now, mom was in the kitchen while Brandon and I sat in the dining room, patiently waiting for the surprise dish mom had been cooking since morning.The moment Brandon entered through the door and looked in my direction, he knew something was up with me. Well, let’s for a second here. Brandon too knew something was up with me. Mom had been looking at me suspiciously all day long with equal parts of relief and accusation in her eyes.Fine. I’d admit. After the intense sex with Maddox Richmond last night, I might have been awfully chirpy and grinning a heck lot more than what should be normal for someone like me.Well,
[MADDOX]By the time I left Zara’s home, it was already half past six in the morning. The sun had climbed, and the sky had brightened enough to get a good view of the peaceful neighborhood. It never crossed my mind earlier, but the locality was actually a decent place for people with families. And as if to confirm my doubt, I turned around to read the plate on the house. It belonged to someone with the last name, Stewart.Odd.I was determined to get back to it later when my body wasn’t screaming for a long cold shower and my chest wasn’t tightening at the thought of leaving Zara alone in the house with no one to make sure she slept enough after the all-nighter we pulled.The thought of her still naked under the sheets had my dick throb with blood scurrying down to it all over again.Honestly, what the fuck was wrong with me?I never stayed at any girl’s place ever in my life. It was one rule I followed with passion. One, because the thought of being at a place other than mine never re
[ZARA]I play with the button on his shirt and grin. “What if I told you, it wasn’t exactly our first meeting?”He looks puzzled. “What do you mean? Have we met before? When?”“Five months before we met in your office.”“Are you serious?” Sitting straighter, he adjusts me on his lap while I move my arms around his round shoulder. “When? And why don’t I remember anything?”“In the restaurant where I used to work. You know, the one you had me fired from?” I arch an eyebrow, still pissed at what he did.He’s quick to apologize, his warm fingers exploring the expanse of my back. “I think we already established the fact that I was a dick then. Can we move on? Please?”“Alright.” I roll my eyes and laugh when he tickles my sides. “You were there with a few of your employees, and as luck would have it, we were also running low on staff. So, I came up to take your order.”“You did what?” He looks so shocked, it makes me grin wider. “What the hell was I doing?”I shrug. “I don’t know? You were
“With contacts like him, dad found me within an hour. I was in the hospital. Badly beaten and bruised. Yet, the first thing dad did when he saw me in the hospital bed was to throw everyone out of the room and slap me hard. He told me I was lucky to be outside because if we were at home, he would have broken my legs if that’s what it took to stop me from being a brat.”“But…” a small smile curled at the corner of his lips. “Little did he know we weren’t alone in that room. When he tried to hit me again, a notebook smacked the side of his face.”“What?” Did I hear him right? “Who did that?”Maddox looked at me before turning his gaze back to the warm fire. “A little girl. Not over nine. She was so tiny and yet so fierce in front of my dad. She even shouted at him to leave me alone. Dad was furious. Oh, you should have seen his face. He literally turned red. Before dad could react, another man stepped into the room. He was the father of that little girl and later I came to know they were
*ONE MONTH LATER*[ZARA]There’s a knock on the door and the first thing I do is look up at the time.It’s five past midnight. That can only mean two things.One: The person outside is in a grave emergency.Two: Someone is here to rob us, but has the decency to announce his presence so we could prepare for the worst.But when I step out of my room and look through the peephole, breath hitches in my throat for an entirely different reason.Maddox stands outside with a sweeping backdrop of snow.I don’t think twice before unlocking the door and pulling it open. A flurry of chilly nights whips me in the face, shooting a blunt shiver down my spine.“What are you doing here?” There had to be a good reason for him to show up at this godawful hour of the night. “Is Louis, okay?”It’s only been a month since we all learned of Nadine’s brutal death. News that took everyone by surprise and the whole media by storm. Even after a month had passed, we could find people on the streets, in shops and
Ten minutes later, Zachary, Kevin and Zara walk out of the house, too. They are still in some sort of conversation when Zara finally notices me and holds my gaze for a little longer than I expected. I’m the first one to look away and instantly feel like a fucking coward.Every cell—every bone—in my body screams at me to make this right, to bring her back home no matter what it takes. But a huge part of me is as clueless as a newborn baby. It doesn’t know what to say or what to do to convince her to come back into my life—to give me another chance. Do I even deserve a second chance? It’s because of me she had to endure so much that only became her fate because I couldn’t let go. I didn’t know how to.“Are you ready to go?” I hear Kevin ask as he made his way over to where I stand near their car. He looks around. “Where’s Nathan?”“He left.” I fill him in. “Something came up. I hope it’s alright if I tag along.”“Are you kidding me?” For the first time, he doesn’t look like he’s about t
[MADDOX]It’s odd how often I have driven by her house, but never really cared to turn my head and look. But now that I stand in front of it, I know why she fought so hard to take it back.The house is nothing out of a fairy tale. It’s decently constructed, has only one floor and is yellow. Not just any yellow but the one that makes you question why someone would do that to their house. Do they not love it? Is that supposed to be a punishment for the eyes of the beholder? How could a house be so yellow? It’s literally tormenting.But maybe it’s because I have known Zara long enough that I can tell you for sure this is just her way of showing a middle finger to the world. A message in capital letters that she doesn’t care about and can’t be bothered by the opinions of others. She’s gonna be herself no matter what and the rest of the world can simply fuck themselves.If one can look past the yellowness of the house, one would see the details that make this house a home. There’s a picket
“Thanks for coming on such short notice. Mr Gracias. Mr Richmond.” Officer Newman greeted us, gesturing us to take seats.Zachary and I took seats across from him while Nathan and Kevin decided to wait outside.“It’s no problem, officer. How can we help?” I asked.“Well, as we conversed over the phone, we found some bodies. They are, as expected, burnt and impossible to recognize. The face, that is. And because, Mr Gracias, your sister is still missing, we were hoping you will be willing to go through the accessories and clothes we found on the victims. This will help us narrow down our options and decide what the next course of action should be.”“Of course.” Zachary said, and for the first time, I caught the strain in his voice.“Great.” Officer Newman said and retrieved three transparent packets from the desk behind him. Carefully, he laid them all on the table and stood up. “I’ll give you guys a minute.”’Once the officer left us alone in the room, I turned to face Zachary. “Do yo
[MADDOX]“How long are you gonna sulk?” Nathan asked, and the whim to throw him out of the car was exhausting.“I’m NOT sulking.” Without saving him a single glance, I told him as calmly as possible. I looked outside the window instead and searched for a familiar face.Five minutes ago, we pulled up outside the police headquarters. Zachary and his brother, Kevin, were supposed to meet us here. For now, all I could see were cops and irrelevant people moving in and out of the building. No sign of the Gracias family.“And not growing any younger, either.” Nathan deadpanned, and I finally decided to fix him whatever glare.“Did you just make a joke about my age?” That should be hardly any concern to me. Especially when mom did it all the time. But since the moment I woke up this morning, I hadn’t been in the mood to take anyone’s shit. It might have had something to do with the fact Zara ended everything between us yesterday and left for good. Actually, fuck that! My mood was spoiled beca
“It’s not true.” He retorted, but when I gave him a pointed look, he shut his mouth and let me finish.“That what you think, what you say and what you do is best for everyone. That you have the right to decide for everyone because, in your head, no one is more capable than you are. You’re so controlling that you don’t even care how suffocating that could be for someone. In fact, not just me, for anyone at all. You make the rules and expect everyone to follow them without question. You are so deep in your head that you’ve become delusional. No one can reason with you because you don’t listen and neither do you trust. You know of whom you remind me?”There was a beat of silence before he spoke, the crease across his forehead tightening. “I am NOT like Richard.”“No. You aren’t. But you’re no different either. You are just as tyrannical, if not less.”He peered down at his hands and shook his head. “I…I don’t know how that happened.” A look of surprise crossed his face, water glistening
[ZARA]I woke up in a dark room.For a second, I thought I was back in that hellhole.I sat up with a jolt, so fast my head swayed and the entire room spun. A dark figure loomed near the foot of the bed and fear hijacked my mind.I whimpered, feeling something hard against my back, stuck in the middle of a shadow of the man and something that barred me from crawling backwards. Panic prickled the back of my neck, chewing at the little sanity I still had intact. But it was only when the shadow moved and took a step closer, I screamed like hell.“Zara!” Someone called. It came from the dark figure. “Calm down. It’s me.” He said and took another, cautious step in my direction. The shaft of light sneaking from the cracks between the curtains struck his face. My shoulders dropped, and panic melted when it hit me who he was.“Brandon?” It really was him. But…“Shit! I didn’t know you could screech like that.” He said and I could tell he was trying to act all cool while from the inside he was