◔ Maze ◔
I blinked a few times to wimp out the drowsiness from my eyes.
His strong cologne infiltrated my nose, the moment I inhaled a deep satisfying breath...I snuggle into my comfort and tried to wriggle out. But I couldn't set myself free as his strong arms kept me still in my place...on his chest.I raised my neck high, his warm breath tingled my skin.
His sleeping face amused me...How can someone look so fascinated while sleeping?No trace of vanity and agitation was evident on his face.Who can say that this innocent looking man can take someone's breath away just by his mere cold intimidating glance?All of a sudden the enthralling moment we passed last night flashed before me.
I crouched my neck and took shelter under his prominent chin. I can feel his authoritative hold around me when I tried to move again."Don't move," A strong voice erupte
"Signora, ecco i documenti che ha ordinato( Madam here's the documents you have ordered for.)"The detective hired by Mrs. Mcmaster placed the bundle of the documents on the table. She hurried and tore the envelopes and started looking at them carefully.Her brows knitted in a deep frown as she began checking the documents.She couldn't believe her eyes the person blackmailing her turned to be her pawn... A silly pawn of past which she was only giving importance to retain some amour being suppressed.But today her own toy has taken a terrible form and tried to bite her.She sne
By the time Mrs. Mcmaster returned home, it was already midnight. The dense black darkness of the night covered the earth with an absolute embrace.Standing at the entrance, with a fake smile plastered on her face, she crossed the main gate.There was no speck of brutality evident on her face anymore. She casually forded the distance from the hall room to the stairs. But as she was about to climb the stairs, some kind of noise reached her ears.Following the trails of the noise, she walked towards it and stopped at the edge of the room, Ryan was there blabbering...From his way of speaking, it can clearly be said that he drank again, and obviously, it was more than he can bear.
Ryan seemed kind of different today, his bright coruscating eyes were trying to state something... He has accumulated a lot in his mind today that he was anxious to tell her.The whirlwind of emotion in him, combined with his voice manifested him unusual to Maze.The soft wind played on her brown curls promoting the disobedient strands of hair to fall on her face.With a quick hand, Maze brushed her hair behind her ears and then looked at him with slightly annoyed eyes."Oho ho ho...Hold on there...I'm scared now...Why are you articulating so serious? What are you even going to ask?" M
Time has stopped the moment their eyes met.He never took his eyes off of her, not even for a split of a second. He was enchanted by her beauty.Her heart skipped its beats when the calming pair of pure blue orbs manifesting the strong intimidating stare.Maze stood there frozen under his deep fascinated look. His every aspect screamed expressing his enchantment. The breeze reached her hair, and she looked up to find him still staring.Maze lowered her gaze, her face flushed red as Imogen trailed his shameless gaze over her body. He slowly scrutinized her body relishing every bit of her heavenly beauty. Impossible colors swirled in his head, blurring his senses.
Imogen obtained the driving seat, while Maze occupied the seat beside him.With a roaring sound, the engine started and the car got on its speed.The wide concrete road was surrounded by dense greenery. The Expensive black Mercedes-Benz was moving forward penetrating the wind.Her hair was getting disheveled due to the gust of wind coming through the open window of the car.She was trying desperately to hold her disobedient hair in its place, but seemed as if the wind was against her. Frustration bloomed in her eyes.In between driving, Imogen was peeking at her with enraptured eyes from time to time.... Her long eyelash flickered rhythmically, while her slender fingers were busy constraining her
◓ Ryan ◕I was too happy today. Finally, I'll get my friend away from here, discover her in a new way incomparably away, by myself, I will show her all the sorrows and pains of my mind.I will explain to her the pain of being away from her...Today I will make her feel how much space she has in my heart...I will open my soul like an unrestricted volume in front of her, with a pen called love in her hand .. with which she will write the first letter on the white paper of my heart.I've already enough craved for her...Maybe one day I will take place in your writing, The white canvas will
Mrs. Mcmaster had to return back from the doorstep without even meeting her son. Due to his strict order, no one was allowed to meet him not even his own mother. Mrs. Mcmaster was happy in a way thinking at least her son learning to be cruel.. No matter whether if it had to be done in the hard route.Ryan stayed all night waiting for them to return but none did.Both vanished in the air like camphor without any news of their whereabouts.Today he regretted once for not being in the mafia circle, due to what he lacked the power of a true mafia.He picked the bottle of wine beside him, blankly looked at the content accumulated in its bottom. He set the head of the bottle against his lips and emptied it completely in hims
Flashback of when Maze and Imogen was away enjoying their moment,Veronica was in Orion's lap, encircling his neck with her slender arm, while grinding him slowly and softly. The passion started to burn in her, until Orion subtly pushed her away. She clenched her forehead and swallowed her urges hardly biting her lower lips. Her eyes were still blank with longings raging in those wide glowing orbs.Veronica passed him a dumbfounded look, while Orion turned to Veronica and asked intending to eliminate the suspicion developing in him,"Pensi che ci sia qualcosa di cui abbiamo bisogno per parlare?( Do you thin
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