Maya’s POVAs we bathed together, we playfully splashed water at each other, enjoying the lighthearted moment. It was still hard for me to wrap my head around the fact that I, an employee, was sharing this intimate experience with my wealthy and powerful boss. Yet, as surreal as it felt, I knew this moment was real.We used the plush white towel to dry ourselves off. Donovan spritzed himself with his signature body spray, filling the air with a masculine scent that suited him perfectly. Meanwhile, I realized I had forgotten my own spray at home. Before I could even think about what to do, Donovan had already picked one out for me, holding it up with a questioning glance. I raised an eyebrow, slightly annoyed at the assumption, but also grateful for his thoughtfulness.Hand in hand, we strolled back to the bedroom, our arms wrapped warmly around each other. We shared tender kisses, our lips barely touching, as we savored the intimacy of the moment. As we snuggled into a cozy embrace,
DONOVAN I chose Dairybelle Cuisines, one of the city's most luxurious eatery, for my date with Maya. I wanted to make her feel special and pampered – she deserved it. As the first to host our date, I felt pressure to impress. So, I opted for a sophisticated dinner date, eager to create an unforgettable evening.I managed to secure a reservation, no easy feat considering Deribelle Cuisines is usually fully booked due to its popularity among high-profile patrons. But I pulled a few strings, and we were granted access to the exclusive VIP section – the perfect setting for a luxurious and intimate evening. "Isn't this place a bit pricey?" Maya asked, looking around in awe, as we arrived at the restaurant.I responded with a hint of sarcasm, "Is it?" My intention was clear: I wanted to pamper her, treat her like royalty.As we savored exquisite dishes and shared laughter, Maya initially seemed out of place among the high-profile crowd. But I reassured her, "You're with me, and that makes
DONOVAN The rays of the morning sun shone through the curtains by the wall signaling dawn. Maya laid naked by my side wrapped by the bed linen. I laid upright gazing at the ceiling and the golden chandelier. Last night was so steamy, I couldn't get the ecstasy off my mind. “I wish she will just get pregnant so this will stand against me marrying Erica.” I muttered to myself, gliding over to drape my hands over Maya. I watched her as she lay here sleeping peacefully. I was already beginning to think about our future together despite the serious opposition which was going on when violent knocks clashed against the door of our room. “Open up!! Open up!!” I heard a feminine voice. Maya sprang up right away. “Who's voice is that?” She murmured with a sleepy tone. “It’s Erica, I think.” The voice sounded really similar to hers. Maya sat upright, her face which was sleepy immediately fading off into a frown. “What's she doing here?” She asked and I was mute. I leaned across giving her
MAYA I calmly waited for my man to return, my eyes were focused on him. I barely looked at the king and queen, I would be intimated. Their eyes were glowing like a burning furnace. “Why would you do that in our presence?” The king blasted the moment Donovan arrived. His face was roaming, he wouldn't even spare his dad a glance. The king got angry and stormed towards him but his wife blocked him. “Let's not turn against our son because of this witchy bitch. She's manipulative. That's all she wants, to set the country and our family on fire.” Goshhhh. What have I done to deserve this? I wanted to say something but Donovan pinched me, asking me to keep quiet. “You don't always have to respond to every single thing they say, okay?” I whispered, nodding. “Maya, we need to get out of here.” He said to him, already he was grabbing my hand. I nodded alright. “Where to?” When his parents saw that violence wouldn't solve this case, they lowered their voices, pretending to be aiming for
MAYA At the bathroom where Donovan and I went to right after leaving the living room, we relaxed in the bathtub with the sweet smelling bath scent, the foamy feeling and the rose petals scattered all around. This was meant to soothe me a little. Donovan was right opposite me, still in the same bathtub. His eyes were slightly shut, his face slightly raised up. He was in thought, I delved into the same, and ended up forgetting myself until he tapped me. “Do you know how long we have spent inside here?” He asked. I jerked up. He passed the liquid soap to me, I squeezed out a portion I needed and then I returned it back to him. The one I'd squeezed out was for him, I rubbed over his body while the one he squeezed was for me. While I bathed him, he bathed me. It was such a thrilling activity, for the moment, I forgot that I was in a dilemma and saw myself enjoying really much. My hands trailed over his cock, rubbing and caressing while his fingers found my clit and were playing with i
MAYA Fancy tickles erupted in my body, I was grinning from ear to ear. I jumped up so excited, hugging her. “I'm super excited doctor.” I held her waist, not wanting to let her go. “Haha. I can see, you don't need to tell me.” She teased. “This is such great news.” I added. I turned around to check out Donovan’s reaction, his face was overwhelmed with a super level of excitement, his fists were balled and he bit his lower lips to stop a shout or groan from erupting. He didn't want to make tantrums as a man. I didn't need to ask which sex again, she already mentioned an heir. “We've got to show this to the king and queen, and inform Vikky.” I suggested. Donovan nodded quickly. “That's what I was even about to say.” He snapped. I smiled. “Thank you, doctor.” We chorused, curtseying and rushing out of her office. When we arrived at our apartment, we went straight to his parents’ wing. While waiting outside for them to come out after knocking the door, we grabbed each other, giggl
MAYA“Maybe you have to go alone with her, this is a difficult choice but there's nothing I can do.” He shrugged his shoulders. I drew in a long, deep breath. “Well, it's okay.” I accepted. “Where are we going, mom? What are you talking about?” “Let's go for a picnic, to the park kk.” I giggled with her, smiling radiantly. “I'm pretty sure you are happy?” “More than that, mom. I'm so excited.” Vikky replied with her little voice. “Will dad be coming?” At this, my smile reduced a bit. I shook my head. “Some other time for sure, he had an official assignment.” “Ooohhhh!” She grunted. “Come on, baby. I have a greater surprise for you.” “Really?” I nodded. With this, I led Vikky to the park, her ears, eyes and memory of the past clouded by the attention I was giving to her. “Guess what, baby?” Her eyes turned to me without shaking. “You'll be having a little brother soon to play with.” “Arrrghhh–” She gasped. I wondered if she knew about what I was saying or if I needed to exp
MAYA ONE WEEK LATERHot crimson liquid trickled down my belly as my eyes brimmed with tears; I couldn't get my mouth to move, to beg. “Seems like you are of no worth to him. We should have gone for the other lady,” one of the men in a dark black suit states. “This is a waste of time; the boss wanted him,” another said, tucking his gun back in his holster as he puffed angrily. “Let's go,” the one who seems to be the leader commands, causing everyone to follow the order. I am left standing by an alley, hands pressed to my belly trying by all means to protect. “Mama got you, baby, please don't leave.” I whisper to my belly. I know he can hear me, “Don't leave Mama, please. You are the only reason Mama is alive.” I plead with my baby, tears rushing down my eyes. Coming back from work, I was cornered by some gangsters, they were airing an aura of kidnapping me. I knew they must be sent. They must be sent by Erica. She had returned to the palace after our romantic trip and wanted t
MAYA I sat in my hospital bed, feeling a mix of emotions swirling inside me. Cheryl stood beside me, her expression stern but concerned."Maya, you need to apologize to him," she said, her voice firm but gentle. "You were really harsh on him, and he didn't deserve that."I shook my head, feeling a surge of defiance. "No, I won't apologize," I said, my voice firm. "He cheated on me, Cheryl. He broke my trust, and I'll never forgive him for that."Cheryl's expression softened, and she placed a hand on my arm. "Maya, maybe he didn't cheat on you," she said, her voice hesitant. "Maybe there's more to the story than you think. You need to talk to him, confront him about what happened."I felt a pang of uncertainty, but I pushed it aside. I was hurt, and I wasn't ready to listen to his excuses. "No, Cheryl," I said, my voice firm. "I don't want to talk to him. I don't want to see him. He's dead to me."Cheryl sighed, her expression worried. "Maya, please reconsider," she said. "You're not t
DONOVAN I stood there, my mind reeling with confusion and anger. What was Maya's problem? Why was she attacking me like this? I thought we had been making progress, that we were finally starting to understand each other. But now, it seemed like she was determined to tear me down.I felt a surge of anger rise up inside me, but I pushed it down, trying to keep my cool. I didn't want to escalate the situation, didn't want to make things worse. But it was hard, so hard, when Maya was being like this.I looked at her, trying to understand what was going on behind those beautiful, angry eyes. But all I saw was a deep-seated hurt and anger, a sense of betrayal that I didn't understand.I felt a pang of sadness, knowing that I had somehow let her down. But I had no idea what I had done, or how to fix it. All I knew was that I wanted to help her, to make things right between us.But as I looked at Maya, I realized that I was at a loss. I didn't know how to reach her, how to get through to her
MAYAAs I lay in the hospital bed, I could see the concern etched on Cheryl's face. She had been sitting with me for a while, trying to lift my spirits, but I could tell that she was feeling sad. I didn't know what was wrong, but I could sense that something was bothering her.Just then, Donovan walked up to us, a look of concern on his face. "Hey, what's wrong?" he asked Cheryl, noticing that she looked upset.Cheryl hesitated for a moment before speaking. "I think I need to give you two some space," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.I felt a pang of anxiety at her words. I didn't want her to leave. "No, stay," I said, trying to sound calm.But Cheryl just shook her head. "I think it's for the best," she said, standing up to leave.Donovan looked confused, unsure of what was going on. "Maya, what's wrong?" he asked, turning to me.But I just shook my head, unable to explain. I didn't know why I was acting this way, but I just felt like I needed to push everyone away. It was
DONOVAN "Mr. Donovan, the test results are in," he said, his voice serious. "Maya is running a very high fever, which is causing her a lot of discomfort. Additionally, the cut on her forehead is quite deep, which is contributing to the severe migraine she's experiencing."I felt a wave of concern wash over me. A high fever and a deep cut? It sounded serious. "What does this mean for her recovery?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.The doctor hesitated before responding. "We'll need to keep a close eye on her fever and make sure it doesn't spike again. We'll also need to monitor the cut and make sure it doesn't become infected. But overall, with proper care and treatment, Maya should be able to make a full recovery."I nodded, feeling a mix of relief and worry. I was glad to hear that Maya would be okay, but I was also concerned about the road to recovery ahead of her. I knew it wouldn't be easy, but I was determined to be there for her every step of the way."Can I see her now
MAYA I lay in the hospital bed, feeling weak and drained. Cheryl sat beside me, her face etched with concern. "Hey, sweetie, how are you feeling?" she asked, taking my hand in hers.I tried to smile, but it felt more like a grimace. "I've been better," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.Cheryl nodded sympathetically. "You're going to be okay, Maya. You just need to rest and get your strength back."I glanced down at the drip in my arm, feeling a slight sting as the medication flowed into my veins. "I guess so," I said, feeling a bit helpless.Cheryl smiled and squeezed my hand. "I'm going to get you something to eat, okay? What would you like?"I thought for a moment, my stomach growling with hunger. "Just a cup of tea, please," I said, my voice a bit stronger now.Cheryl nodded and stood up. "I'll go get that for you. And maybe some toast or crackers, okay?"I nodded, feeling a bit more hopeful. Maybe, just maybe, I was going to be okay after all.As Cheryl handed me the c
DONOVAN As I sat by Maya's bedside, I couldn't help but feel a sense of joy and relief wash over me. She had finally woken up, and I was grateful to be by her side.I had been visiting her every day since she was admitted, bringing her favorite flowers each time. The hospital room was now filled with a colorful collection of blooms, and I had taken to arranging them in a vase by her bedside table. It was a small gesture, but it made me feel like I was doing something to help her feel more comfortable.As I gazed at Maya's face, I couldn't help but think about how much I loved her. I knew I had made mistakes in the past, but I was determined to make things right between us.I reached out and took Maya's hand in mine, feeling a sense of warmth and connection. I had been so scared of losing her, and now that she was awake, I felt like I had been given a second chance."Maya, I'm so glad you're awake," I said, my voice filled with emotion. "I've been so worried about you. I love you, and
MAYA I slowly opened my eyes, groggily taking in my surroundings. I was met with a blur of white coats and scrubs, and the faint smell of antiseptic. As my vision cleared, I saw that I was surrounded by three personnel - two nurses and a doctor, I assumed. They were all staring at me with concerned expressions, their eyes scanning my face as if searching for something.I tried to speak, but my voice came out hoarse and barely audible. I cleared my throat, trying again. "Where… where am I?" I managed to croak.The doctor, a kind-looking woman with a gentle smile, stepped forward. "You're in the hospital, Maya," she said softly.I frowned, trying to recall. But my memories were hazy, fragmented. I remembered arguing with Donovan, feeling angry and hurt. And then… nothing.I shook my head, feeling a wave of fear wash over me. What had happened to me? How had I ended up here?The doctor's expression turned reassuring. "Don't worry, Maya. You're safe now. We're going to take good care of
DONOVAN As I sat there, trying to catch my breath and calm my emotions, I couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt that was suffocating me. I kept replaying the events of the past few days in my head, wondering what I could have done differently to prevent this from happening.Why had I been so distant and cold towards Maya? Why had I let our relationship deteriorate to the point where she felt like she was walking on eggshells around me? Why had I not been more supportive, more understanding, more loving?The more I thought about it, the more I blamed myself for what had happened to Maya. If only I had been a better husband, a better partner, maybe she wouldn't be lying in that hospital bed right now.I felt like I was drowning in a sea of regret and self-doubt. I couldn't forgive myself for my mistakes, for my shortcomings. I felt like I had failed Maya, like I had let her down when she needed me most.As I sat there, consumed by my guilt and regret, I knew that I had to find a way
DONOVAN I paced back and forth in the hospital waiting room, my mind racing with thoughts of Maya's condition. I couldn't shake the image of her lying on the floor, her hair matted with blood.Finally, after what felt like an eternity, a doctor emerged from the treatment room. I rushed over to him, my heart pounding with anticipation."Doctor, what's going on?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. "What's wrong with Maya?"The doctor's expression was sympathetic, but his words were guarded. "I'm afraid we can't say for certain yet," he said. "We're running some tests, and we'll need to wait for the results before we can determine the extent of her injuries."I felt like I was losing my mind. "What do you mean you can't say for certain?" I pressed. "Can't you tell me anything?"The doctor shook his head. "I'm sorry, Mr...?" He paused, looking at me expectantly."Donovan," I supplied."Mr. Donovan, I understand your concern, but we need to wait for the test results before we can gi