Maze got up in the morning with the usual irritation and screeching sound of her alarm clock repeating *Today is Sunday*.
It was enough to give her a temporary headache every morning. but she had to bear with it, after all, it was a life-saver for a sleepyhead like her.
She left her bed and freshened up quickly and got ready in her plain white jogger pant and yellow hoodie. Then she climbed down the stairs heading towards the kitchen, aiming to prepare something to end the growling of her empty stomach.
But as she stepped downstairs and entered the living room close to the kitchen, her nostrils filled with a palatable aroma that made her mouth watery.
But wait !! how come there is food aroma floating out of her kitchen.
She rushed towards the kitchen as something crossed her mind.
Thinking someone might break into her house, she took the wiper stick and entered into the kitchen secretly on her toes.
As she was about to knock the person busy in doing something in her kitchen, he turned back and both cried their lungs out, "Ahhhhhhh"
“Oh god, Shit... Ryan!! It's you !! I thought someone broke into my house,” Maze queried giving him a light bash with the wiper stand.
"Ouch...I don't think you have anything valuable in your house worth stealing," He chuckled with a light groan. Maze rolled her eyes being irritated by him," What the hell are you doing here in my house?"
“Shut up Mademoiselle, I was just trying to cook something as an apology. And by the way, I just use your key that you left last night at the doorstep" He brought the key out of his pocket and reeled it in front of her, "Remember ?!” He chuckled and launched the key at her.
Maze caught the key and a frown made its way to her face just as her eyes fall upon Ryan.
The frown on her deepened as she whined as Ryan was wearing her most favorite t-shirt, "What the hell !! Thick Witten, why did you wear my unicorn t-shirt, it was my favorite"
The t-shirt was too tight on him, especially upon his forearms, perfectly flaunting his chiseled muscular body.
"Shut up Mousey. Don't be so stingy. And by the way, I was the one who brought this for you" Ryan complained pointing at the fabric that had uncomfortably shrouded his body.
Maze rolled her eyes as a response to his remark, " I know. I know, no need to show off. But when you gave it to me it's mine..And you have no right over it. Now be ready to buy me four more Unicorn T-shirts as compensation" She riposted back.
"Wait ..what?! Why?! it's not ruined yet" He tried to validate her that t-shirt was still fine, but she didn't pay heed to his pleading as he was her prey for today.
"Shut up. As you have already worn it, so... I don't need it anymore... Moreover, Do you think it would fit me anymore, you fat pudding head cow" Maze grimaced her face, eyeing her big body ensnared in her tiny shirt.
Ryan sighed at her judgment and finally agreed to buy her new t-shirts as he has no other choice.
He made Lasagna as breakfast. Maze jump on the food, as delicious food was something that she can't get daily as she was really a very bad cook but comparatively a good eater.
Since it was Sunday, she was supposed to clean her house almost after a year. But it can wait a bit where shopping can't. A lazy peter pan like her just needed excuses to skip hard work. So she decided to postpone the house cleaning task a week back.
After breakfast, they went together for shopping. She brought four t-shirts, two pairs of Snickers, one track pant, and one cardigan for her, of course with Ryan's hard-earned money.
She loves to make him spend as Ryan was a really very calculative person, who doesn't like to waste money unnecessarily, but Maze was exceptional. And Maze always targets him, due to his calculative nature.
After shopping, they went to the food court and ordered two ice tea and two cheeseburgers.
While chewing a mouthful of burger Ryan shifted his stare to Maze, "Um Maze, Maybe I need to go back home for a few days,"
"Is everything all right? You seem worried" She asked a concern while munching on the burger.
"Actually, there is an emergency. I will try to come back early once I am done with it" He assured her avoiding explaining further.
She was expecting more to hear as a result she ended up asking, "What happened? If you want you can tell me..." But she had to stop receiving a cold glare from him meaning to "STOP ASKING FURTHERMORE QUESTION". She lowered her head and dug in her burger.
Sometimes she wonders why he doesn't like to talk about his family.
'Why is he behaving like that?! What might happen between him and his family? Why he kept refusing to address his family' She thought to herself yet after knowing all her questions would never be answered by him.
She shook her head to get rid of her curiosity and scolded her curious mind.
"He will open up whenever he would be okay with it." She kept reciting herself this line though her quest never got quenched by this.
Ryan felt bad that he had to hide his family matters from her. But it was best for her or perhaps for him. No matter for whoever it was, the real thing is that it is good for either of them.
He presumed she might hate him after knowing about his family. And he doesn't want to lose her.
She was his only hope when he was plunged into darkness. She held his hand and pulled him out of his loneliness and his fear of life.
He knew that his actions might hurt her but he can't drag her to his past. His past was better to be buried deep down.
None of them were talking after that quiet negotiation between them. A strange stillness was developing more influential among them.
He spoke first to get rid of the silence. He tried to tease her to ease the situation between them. Well, it worked. She was a Tigress and She would never accept her defeat so easily.
"Would you be able to manage while I am not here?"
She looked at Ryan squinting her eyes and creasing her forehead, " Excuse me !! What do you even mean by this?!"
"Well, you know Maze is the alternative name of trouble. And here what I think even trouble is scared of Maze. So will you able to manage yourself from getting into trouble?" He teased.
If looks could kill anyone then Ryan would have already been by now sixth feet below the earth.
"Stop blabbering... It's you who needed to be taken care of, not me" she countered back by sticking out her tongue.
But he enjoyed it, he just has to poke that naive Tigress. And she would start roaring without any second thoughts.
She starts throwing soft punches on his arm which was hurting her more than him.
"Jokes apart. Will you be fine?" he asked her again in a serious tone once the tense situation was normalized between them.
"Yep I will..when are you planning to leave?" Maze asked with a casual smile.
He thought for a while before answering, "Umm...maybe tomorrow."
"What are you planning to do when I would not be here?" he added
"huuhh" she sighed, "The same old things. Visiting Angles home Orphanage"
"Okay. Do whatever you want just make sure you are safe and of course, do stay away from trouble" he giggled pointing his finger at her.
Maze rolled her eyes at his giggling face, but the warmth of his smile touched her as well.
After finishing eating, Maze and Ryan commenced moving out of the shopping mall. But suddenly a weeping girl attracted Maze's attention and without informing Ryan she marched towards the girl. A man was pulling her hand and trying to take her somewhere which didn't seem right to Maze. without any second thought, she hastened her speed and grabbed the other hand of that little girl. The man that was dragging the little girl's hand seemed pissed by Maze's sudden action and out of fret, he pushed Maze to the ground. He hurriedly picked up the little girl and started to run. This movement deepened her suspicion over that man. She too started to run after that man. People were staring at them curiously instead of helping them out. ★ ......................................... ★ Ryan suddenly noticed Maze was not beside him anymore. "Shit ! I should've kept eyes on her" While murmuring cursing himself, he noticed the com
Soon the moment came and Ryan left for his home. Maze felt lonely and monotonous of course.She tried to do some work but couldn't concentrate on anything. After all, Ryan was a very important part of her life, with his departure, it seemed like that part went vacant. She got scolded by Fred a few times for being distracted in her work. She even spilled hot coffee on some customers, broke a flower vase, unintentionally damped a box of pastries. Life couldn't be more distressful than this. At her workplace, Jesha was the only girl with whom she felt not being judged. She understood her better after Ryan. She knew the reason behind these silly acts of Maze. She tried to comfort her but all went in vain. Maze was still cleaning the mess that she created in her workplace. She dropped a bucket of sugar on the floor by mistake and as a penalty, Fred cut half of her paycheck. Jesha walked to her side and crouched down to help her in cleaning. She
Maze with hesitating step, approached the door and hold the shiny aluminum knob before giving it a light twist evoking God's name in her mind. She was quite disappointed as well as relieved since no one was there on the doorstep. She let out the breath stuck in her chest and turned to close the door. But then an unwanted scream left her mouth as something fell on her feet with a loud thud out of nowhere. She closed her eyes with her both palms fisted near her chest in fear waiting to face her possible upcoming doom. She peeked through the corner of her eyes as nothing unexpected happened. She blinked her eyes to proceed with what was happening.A man in full casual wear was laid flat on his chest at her doorstep. She carefully looked around in search of something unusual. She shoved the thought away and then crouched down beside him and hesitantly stretched her hand to turn the man and see his face. His grey suit seemed familiar to her. As she faced th
The next morning Maze woke up a bit late feeling something heavy pressed against her chest making her unable to breathe. She tried to roll on her bed but couldn't as the heavyweight was pinning her in her place. She rubbed her eyes trying to desist the last traces of sleep away from her eyes. While trying to strengthen her sore body she stretched her hand to examine what was on her and her fingers came in contact with something smooth silky as feathers. She grabbed a handful of the soft thing her hand found and pulled it trying to throw it away. But all she got was a painful groan vibrating through her chest, "Ummrggghh" Hearing the groan her eyes snap opened and came in contact with the muscular
‘Should I trust him?! Should I welcome the trouble or should I just protest? It's not that he's gonna value my resolution. So, despite being reluctant, I think I should give it a try since I have no other option except for this.' Maze pinched her lower lips while pondering in her head. “Ummmm... The thing... You just..." Maze stuttered failing miserably to voice her question. His cold gaze was giving her really hard time to even breathe on let alone talk. Mustering up the left crumbled courage in her, she gripped the arm of the chair as her last straw," The thing you just said about leaving after…um…recovery, Should I believe in you?” She suspiciously looked at him trying to extract his expression from his blank face. Imogen sighed and looked at her, “I don’t lie Tinker bell, I find it futile…Though I hate to repeat my word.But let me restate once again for you," He shifted and straightened his back while assuring her through his oceany blue eyes," I would leave as soon as I recover
Maze changed into a cleaning suit and prepared to clean her house. She felt a slap of humiliation by the thought that it was already a year since she last cleaned her own house. She sighed heavily. Even before starting she commenced to feel exhausted. She picked up a mopper and began to sweep the floor very slowly like an old woman. Imogen was interestingly following her every move wondering about'how can a young and enthusiastic girl like her be this lazy'. He couldn't stop himself from gawking at her. Somehow she finished sweeping the floor and brought a bucket filled with water and
◒ Imogen ◒ I am Imogen Mcmaster. The would-be 24 years old master of the Italian mafia. But I am already performing my powers. I believe it's my right and none can snatch this away from me. This was my first time staying out of my territory. Though I forcefully entered into her life, from the first moment I laid my eyes on her, there was something special that was pulling me towards her. My fascination could be fatal to her. It's not she was the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I have seen more beautiful women than her who did not hesitate to sell their bodies in exchange for my inherent money.
As expected Fred scolded Maze for omitting work without permission for a day, yelled at her, even warned to dismiss her from the job. Slowly a week passed, that too very peacefully. He was the weirdest Mafia she has ever seen who completely nullified her knowledge about gangsters that she gathered reading novels and some from movies as well. He was exceedingly rude, way additionally straightforward in dissing her and pointing out all her flaws that too without having the slightest bit of apologies on his face. And not but the least he was indifferent to everything. As if nothing had happened except for passing rude comments on everything with putting on an emotionless face. But he was a bit sweet too. Every day Imogen cooked food and washed dishes for her. Actually, he did this for himself but thanks to his effort. At least because of this, she could get to eat something nice daily. &
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