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◓ Maze ◓To my surpris
◔ Maze ◔When I opened my sleepy eyes cuddling with my fluffy muscly bed, an intense realization hit me.How could my bed turn muscly again?
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◒ Maze ◒I got stuck between one known and another unknown danger.I blinked repeatedly in fear. My heart started to beat fast.Imogen's darkened face was enough to shake the soul out of you.Glancing at Imogen, that man particularly raised a bright yet intimidating grin. Fergus was no longer in his smiling face, he was gawking at me with wrath and disappointment in his eyes. His staring made me feel guilty for denying their words. I shifted my eyes from him and gaze at Orion.Orion was squatted comfortably spreading out on a chair, with a goblet filled with red liquid in his hand. He continued sipping little by little, while keeping his eyes on me, plastering a triumph smirk in his face, as if he had won an Olympic medal. I could feel the bitterness in his eyes, that was restored for me.With utter frustration, I removed my eyes from him and fixed my eyes on Imogen again. I was expecting some harsh rebuke from his mouth.But to my surprise, he revealed a sweet smile....which doesn
" Bitch, you attempted to run away !! After today you would never dare to walk again. You know why?!" Dark-eyed Imogen growled.He was way too dangerous than his regular appearance. I couldn't keep my eyes fixed on his blazing orbs as if it would engulf me in it, right now.
◕ Maze ◕I lay flat on the bed staring at the blank ceilings and kept changing my sides again and again.I w
Petal following Mrs. Mcmaster walked upstairs, intending to meet Maze, the new lady of Imogen who dared to take her place in his life. Maze was looking out, she hasn’t for once stepped out since she entered the guest room allotted to her. She was embarrassed and nervous to face Imogen, Orion, Veronica and Fergus as well. Most importantly she was scared of facing Imogen whom she turned down and refused to return back with him. Nothing from west wing was visible to the sight from the main section of the building, she wanted too bad to see Imogen, she even tried to sneak into his wing but couldn’t gather up her scrambled courage. A deep sigh escaped her mouth as for the umpteenth time she failed to find any trace of Imogen. As she took her eyes off the window, she turned back and met the unexpected entry in her room, she was startled and kind of alerted seeing both Petal and Mrs. Mcmaste
Veronica and Orion side by side, with suitable distance between them yet the brewing romance linger upon the newly formed couple, walked downstairs, not informed of the pair of eyes they already got on them. It was Orion who noticed it first and immediately he jolted apart, a sense of flush rose up to his cheek, but he managed to mask it well behind his as usual poker face. Veronica was confused by his reaction but soon she too flushed having unwanted attention. Imogen smiled enjoying pressurizing both the couple, he placed his elbow on the handrest of the couch on he was sprawled and propped his chin over his palm. Orion pretending serious with crease formed upon his wide forehead curtained by few streaks of hair. As Orion sat across the curved wooden chair, Imogen joked waving his brows, ”Appeared any time soon a marriage
Veronica was stressed since after the party was over, Orion haven’t talked to her yet nor did he mentioned anything regarding what happened there. After seeing him possessive over her, she thought every misunderstanding between them was over, but she was wrong. As his behavior stated that nothing has changed, he still wasn’t ready to sort things out between them. She biting her nails went to the kitchen intending to help the cook to prepare for dinner. There she found them quite busy, and from what they said she understood they were preparing the foods for some special guest of their young master that means Ryan. Veronica circled her lips in the shape of O and began to help them as much as she can. But they didn’t accept her help rather shoved her out as politely as possibly they could deny her. Being reluctance, she left the kitchen and walked ba
By the time Imogen returned home, the sun was already peeping evading the darkness disseminated all around. Imogen with sadness and anger towards his fate walked to his mansion. He understood that nothing lost comes back, like the breath of the body gets lost forever. He never expected Maze to forgive him, but surely hoped she wouldn't decline if he stretched his hand to her. With her rejecting him, he shattered into million pieces, he had no answer for all the questions she had asked. He has a burning heart like the ashes of a cigarette, waiting for the burnt figure to fall into the air. He without a single noise walked past the entrance and crossing the hall area, as he pushing the door open entered his study. He sprawled over the couch, sighing heavily letting the tingling sensation calm down a bi
Maze looked out through the window of the SUV, then looked back at Ryan who was strapping his seat belt occupying the driving seat. Maze exhaled heavily, she had to give up in front of Ryan. She dropped a message in both the contact of Fred and Jesha. She doesn't want them to worry, thinking about her like the last time. Before starting the engine, Ryan asked looking at her," Ready?! It's time to leave." Even though asked for her consent, but in reality, he was just informing her that it was the time, with no intention to ask for her conclusion. Maze acknowledged waving her head, as she too well knew that her acquiescence wasn't what he was seeking. With a wide grin, placing the key Ryan
Maze was already crying, the pain in her head shoot up as she tried to get up from the ground. She decided to consume another round of pills to get rid of the pain and sleep if possible. She poured herself a glass of water and as she was approaching the drawer to bring out the med box, her doorbell ringed declaring the possible company on her doorstep. Hissing in disappointment, she dropped the work she was doing and walked towards the door to see the person who dared to disturb her at the moment. As she opened the door, her eyes widened in astonishment, "You !!" ★......................★ Ryan left the party after his brother, he had various thoughts running in his mi
"What are you even talking about? Are you insane? You have a fiance and she's back here for you. You cheated me then how can you accept me to believe you again?" Maze yelled throwing water at his face. she was breathing hard, her chest rose and fell with rapid breaths. Her eyes burned red with anger.Imogen startled stayed there, didn't dodge to escape the splash of water from hitting his face. He closed his eyes as water droplets began to drip down his face. He covered his face with his hand, and wiped the water. He then shoved his wet hair back away from his face. Anger flared in him as well, but he chose to comply and swallow the bitter solution of his own wrath, and talk to her, as he owes her an explanation. He stared at her furious face, even the ugly touch of odium couldn't cease her charm, not even a single drop. Keeping his thoughts aside, he focused back on the discussion they were having, he grumpily said, "She's not my fiance. She's just my ex nothing
Maze returned home, exhausted by the work she had to manage almost the whole day without taking any break. Fred even tried to persuade her to catch a recess and have something. But she was adamant about not stopping until finishing all the work assigned to her. She wants to immerse herself in the work so much, that his thoughts don't get a chance to haunt her even in her nightmares. She lazily searched for the key beneath the flower plant by her doorstep. Using the key she unlocked her doors and stepped inside, turning back instantly locked the door behind her. From the moment she was inside her house, she threw her flat shoes, each in opposite direction. She then began to unbutton her dress exhaling deep sighs. Every muscle of her body was screaming in pain and lassitude. She shouldn't have tortured herself this much. She stretched her arm over her body, and instantly a sharp pain shoot up to her spinal cord, almost cramping her fibers. She cursed under her breathe,
The noise of popping champagne and clinking glasses filled the room. The festive mood was maintained in every part of the room, wide grins could be seen in every face some but hard to detect which one among them was a facade. Mr. Mcmaster left early as he needed to take a rest, besides after handing over all the responsibility on the hand of Imogen, he no longer had any wish to stay among the youngsters and welcome hangover having alcohols. Ryan was in a corner with a glass in his hand, watching crowds of people simpering. He didn't leave after his mother, as he intended to stay and be a part of the celebration. Inwardly he was really happy for his elder brother, but the situation made it tougher for him to openly be a part of the ceremony. He slowly took a sip from his glass while looking at his brother surrounded