Maximilian Loxley is a ruthless billionaire, haunted by his past. Ada Turner is the maid who stepped into his mansion with a secret plan to destroy him. But the closer she gets to his guarded heart, the harder it becomes to untangle revenge from desire. As lies unravel and truths emerge, they’ll have to choose—let their dark secrets consume them or risk everything for the love they never saw coming.
View MoreMaximilian “Do you recognize this man, Mr. Loxley?”I stare at his face hard, my heart beating fast. It’s a blur and way too pixelated anyway for me to be able to recognize him. I shake my head, despair taking a hold of me. “No,” I finally say. “I don’t.”I keep a firm arm around Ada because I know she needs that right now. She needs me and my support. She’s not taking this well at all and it honestly breaks my heart. I’m heartbroken about all of this, too. I don’t feel emotional because it hasn’t kicked in yet. In my mind, there’s nothing that can be fixed. The detective says she’ll be found so that’s what I believe. He said it won’t take too long, and I’m counting on that. Ada is distraught, though. Deep down, I have this fear that the man involved is that fucking lunatic who escaped the institution, the one that’s haunted Ada for so long. I never even told her that he got out. Maybe I should. Maybe I should even mention it to the detective so he’ll at least have a lead. I don
Ada “I’ll go check and see what’s happening,” Max suggests. He sounds as concerned as I feel. I nod, placing my hand over my neck as he walks out. For some reason, I’m deeply unsettled by all this noise. My heart’s beating fast and I have the urge to check on our baby. I hope everything is alright and that this is just a false alarm. I wait and wait. I think five minutes pass before I realize that I have to go after him and find out what’s wrong. I rise from the bed when he enters. His eyes are wide and he says, “It’s a downright mess, honey. Police officers are crawling all over the place.”“What?” I ask, horrified. “But what happened?”“I don’t know. The few nurses I came across all asked me to come here and stay put. Await news.”“But did you get to see the baby?”“No. That whole part of the hospital is on lockdown. I think something must’ve happened. Something really serious.”I shake my head and click my tongue against my teeth. I feel deeply unsettled—this isn’t just somethi
AdaIt’s finally time for me to see my baby. Max is right beside me, his arm securely around my waist. I didn’t know what I would’ve done if he weren’t here right beside me. I don’t think I would’ve survived any of this. I must admit that I’m frightened at the possibility of seeing my child for the first time. I’ve dreamt of this moment for so long. So, so long. It almost hurts to think about it. Things nearly took a dark turn for us. I’m choked with anxiety every time I think that I could’ve lost my baby or died. With time, this will pass. For now, it’s haunting me. We can’t hold her yet, and the only reason why we’re seeing her is because I don’t want to wait a second longer. I’m highly anxious—this is something I never thought I’d experience before. But here it is, dwelling inside of me. “I’m so nervous,” I confess to Max. His arm tightens around me reassuringly before he says, “You’ll be fine. She’s stunning, darling. She has your face.”I’m filled with delight at his conf
Ada Slowly, I open my eyes. The place I’m in is dimly lit and it doesn’t take me too long to realize that I’m in a hospital. The beeping of the monitor is constant and reassuring while I have an oxygen mask over my face. For a few seconds, I allow myself to properly wake up. In my mind, I’m still trying to think of how I got here and why. It’s like the truth is covered under a blanket in my mind and I can’t quite reach it. I try to revisit my last memories and bring them to mind but for some reason, I can’t. What’s going on? I once more close my eyes and try to focus and just like that, it all comes back to me. I gasp when I recall that lunatic woman stabbing me with a shard of glass and how awful and sharp it felt. The pain seemed to travel all the way down to my core and I couldn’t stand it—I pass out. I raise my arms even through they’re slugging. One has an IV in it but the other one is free. I settle it over my belly as tears fill my eyes and my breaths become uneven. I fe
MaximilianIt’s crazy how sometimes the smallest thing in the world could snowball into something huge that’s inescapable. When I offered to leave as soon as I saw Kelly, it wasn’t because I feared anything. No, I just didn’t want Ada to feel uncomfortable because she was a woman I’d used to forget Ada and things between us ended so badly that the tension between us was palpable and just awful in general. I never could have dreamt that Kelly would show her bad and crazy side the way she did. I’ll always question why the heel I didn’t turn around quicker. Why I was so calm even when I heard the fucking screams. It’s too late for any of that, though. Because Kelly breaks the wineglass against the table and then rushes toward Ada. And in slow motion, I watch as she throws her arm in the air, the shard of glass in her hand, and stands Ada’s belly with it. A word leaves my lips. I think I say no. I’m not sure. I throw a punch at Kelly’s face and she falls backward, and then I turn my
Ada I bite my bottom lip and look up at Max. He’s staring down at me hopefully and his wish is clear—he wants us to go. Things sr too awkward with his ex and he fears for me because of the nervous tension just filling the room. The air is crackling with it. I know the right decision would probably be for us to go. I didn’t like the vibe she gave off either. But at the same time, Rebecca went through so much trouble to get me here. She even lied to Max about inviting me last night when she didn’t. I don’t want to disappoint her. She didn’t mean for this to happen. Also, I don’t think that we have to ruin our plans because of her. Who is she, anyway? She’s just his ex. Why should she influence how we spend our time?That’s why I say, “We’ll stay.”Rebecca claps and the smile returns to her face. “Perfect. I really want the two of you here. I’ll be waiting for you at the dining room, okay?”As she walks away, Max turns around and fixes his eyes on me. “Baby, are you sure? We can leav
Ada When we arrive at Rebecca’s massive home, my mouth falls open. This is my first time here and I always guessed that she lived in a stylish home but this is beyond anything I could have imagined. The architecture’s completely modern blended in with a few older elements, and of course, it’s all surrounded by nature and marble fountains. It’s magnificent. “I didn’t know her house was like this!” I exclaim as we start up the stone path to the front door. “My sister is over the top with anything she does. Haven’t you noticed? She’s had this house since she was twenty-one and she loves it.”“Twenty-one?” I say, shocked. “Yes. My father built it for her.”“This is where she lived before she moved in with you?”“Yes. With all her husbands.”When we reach the front door, Max doesn’t knock. He just pushes it open. The interior is even more breathtaking and I can’t stop looking around with my mouth agape. This is truly something else. There’s art literally everywhere. She’s clearly a
Ada “Really? He bought the story!?”“He did,” Rebecca laughs. “You had to see his face! He looking confused that it made me feel bad for lying to him about the invitation.”I laugh heartily at this before I pause and twirl the ends of my hair around my finger. It’s gotten significantly longer since the pregnancy. “Yeah, something serious must have been on his mind because he didn’t seem to be paying attention to anything.”Rebecca falls silent. She doesn’t really like talking about Max whenever I complain about him. And I don’t have complaints—Max is amazing—but even the smallest thing will render her silent. “Oh well. We’ll have fun tonight and he’s coming. You’ll get out of the house for a bit. It’s a win for everyone right?”“Thank you for helping me with this.”“You’re welcome!” she exclaims. “It’ll be great. Wear a pretty dress, do your hair, and we’ll have an amazing time. Okay?”“Okay.”We end the call and I head upstairs. Rebecca bought a few maternity dresses for me and I t
Maximilian “Max,” Rebecca says to me once I confide in her about the matter of Damson Port having escaped the institution he was in. “You can’t do that. You have to tell her.”“How will I tell her when I know how much it’ll stress her out?” I demand. “She was telling me just the other day that she was so glad those people were out of our lives! Come on, Rebecca. You know I can’t stress her out like this.”“I know what the doctor said but don’t you think it’ll be worse if she finds out from someone else?”“Who would tell her?” I ask while looking around. “You’re the only other person I’ve told about this. Besides, the guy lost his mind. Who’s to say that he’s looking for us? Maybe he’s just walking around the streets aimlessly and will be found soon.”My sister narrows her eyes at me. “You’re a stubborn shit, you know that? If you’re so sure he’s not a threat then why are you worried to begin with?”She got me there. I don’t have an answer for her question. I run a hand down my face a
AdaI've spent years preparing for this moment, but standing in the grand foyer of the family who destroyed mine, I wonder if I'm truly ready to play the role of the dutiful maid."This way, Miss Johnson," the housekeeper, Mrs. Danes, says to me as we continue through the house. Well, it's more of a palace, but whatever."Your work will be done on this lower part of the house," she informs me as she looks over her shoulder at me through her thin, round glasses. "You'll need a valid reason if you're found upstairs. You're expected to follow your schedule strictly, as any deviation will lead to you being asked to leave. Do you understand?""Yes, Mrs. Danes," I reply shyly, but even that is an act. I'm going to have to find a way to make it upstairs because I'll have to look into the face of Reynold Loxley, the man who killed my father and brother many years ago, ruining my life forever.She continues showing me around, telling me to do this and that, and explaining how they want things ...
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