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14. Who Is Maya, Really?
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The assiduous chauffeur was more than eager to take the keys from me and park my car properly. It was no surprise. Anyone earning the figures he was would be just as eager to perform his duty and do everything possible to keep his job. I liked my workers to have that mentality and so I ensured that they were handsomely paid. If they ever tried to do anything silly, they would remember what they could be risking and then make a U-turn. I noticed the presence of my grandmother's limo as I walked to the front door. “Rowan!” Shit! How did I forget about her so soon? I turned to face a broadly smiling Camille. “I didn't expect that you'd be back so late. I made some peanut butter cheesecake…well not me of course, but the chef.” That was satisfying to hear. I could already tell that Camille was not one who knew how to cook so if she made a cheesecake, following recipe or not, it could as well be considered as poison. “The cake tastes like heaven, Ro, and I'm not even exaggerating! I
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Do you know what it feels like to be disowned? It's scary. It felt like I was almost invisible to my father even though my brothers still treated me normally. I had not always done things to please him but that didn't mean that I did not want him to be proud of me and of whatever I did. Three days later, I began actively job hunting and my eyes felt weary from staring at the screen of my computer for way too long. The money in my trust fund money was now running low because I had given almost half of it to an orphanage home I saw. With some of the remaining money, I rented a small but comfortable apartment downtown and then proceeded to renew my license to practice psychotherapy. That also left a visible dent in my account but the joy I felt for having my own space made up for the loss, quite. The house was already equipped and even had a small alcove that I converted to a study area. It was a sunny morning and I stared at my computer screen, reading the new mail about the upcomin
Last Updated : 2024-12-06MR BILLIONAIRE, YOU WANT ME BACK? BEG FOR IT! Change of Plans
Chapter 1"This is just perfect," I muttered, lacing my words with a quiet sarcasm, and watching as the woman disappeared into the mall to make use of the restroom.Rowan looked up from his phone and gave me a surprised look."Don't tell me you're still worked up over this, Maya.""How do you expect me to react?" I asked with a deep frown. He sighed with a small shake of his head, clearly not in the mood for an argument. "It's not a big deal."Not a big deal?So I was expected to act ‘normal’ after coming out of the mall only to find Camille Duncan with him again? Just last night, he had to go over to see her in the hospital because she was having terrible nightmares and now, she was in our own car.And to make matters worse, he had agreed, without my consent, to go over to her apartment and pick up whatever it was she wanted to pick up rather than head straight to the island we had arranged to go to earlier so we could meet up with the fireworks display tonight. Not that my consent
Last Updated : 2024-11-06MR BILLIONAIRE, YOU WANT ME BACK? BEG FOR IT! Smile and Play The Role
Chapter 2The five star hotel was a majestic looking structure with the restaurant at the ground floor. I peeked through the glass walls to check if I could see where Rowan and his so-called 'old friends' were seated but it was futile. I took a deep breath, steadying myself as I walked in.The restaurant's atmosphere was warm and inviting, and a good looking waiter even passed a smile to me.The smell of food was strong in the air, making me remember how hungry I was but had been too frustrated in the past few hours to notice.There were also dimmed pendant lights hanging above each table, creating a soothing and intimate feeling, but when my eyes rested on Camille sitting so close to Rowan, my blood ran cold.I couldn't tell what it was they were saying but Rowan's eyes popped in a surprised way, as if Camille was filling him in on an extraordinary adventure she had undertaken.A pang of sadness coursed through me as I noticed how intrigued he seemed to be with what she was saying b
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Chapter 3After a charming waiter served our dish of tuna tartare, the conversation slowly drifted from sports to politics and then to each other's businesses. The men seemed very interested in Rowan's flourishing insurance company.Lucille wouldn't stop talking to me about the best places to shop for flowers and wedding gowns as well as the options she and Chris were looking at to go for their honeymoon. I wanted to suggest Monaco since Rowan and I had gone there, but that would be putting our personal business out, and I was sure Rowan would not approve of that.Everyone seemed so in their element, talking, laughing and catching up on past years, years that I did not and would never relate with because part of the agreement between Rowan and I was to not ask about each others past.I soon noticed that Camille had zoned out of the conversation and was now silent."Are you alright?" I asked her.She sniffed all of a sudden, attracting everyone's attention. Rowan turned to her with a w
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Chapter 4 I was thankful that I already knew our room number, so as I walked into the elevator, I did a little math in my head and came to the conclusion that out room was on the third floor. The anger I felt was desperately trying to burst out but I knew that punching the mirrored walls of the elevator would do no good, to both my fist and my bank account. I would agree that my reaction a few minutes ago had been a little rude but fuck that! My own special day that I had looked forward to for months had been ruined by some woman who appeared out of nowhere and got us stuck in this so called engagement dinner. My feet began to feel sore so I took off my shoes just as the elevator door opened. A young couple passed by me with curiosity in their eyes. I'm sure with my shoes in my hand and an enraged look on my face, I must look like a mad woman, but I don't care! I continued my mental rants as I slid the key into the hole and pushed it open. I didn't even have the luxury of taking
Last Updated : 2024-11-06MR BILLIONAIRE, YOU WANT ME BACK? BEG FOR IT! She's Lying, Rowan!
Chapter 5Camille was at the door, holding out a covered plate with a pleading smile on her face."What are you doing here?" I asked her coldly."Since you left early, I figured you'd be hungry so I brought you some cheesecake," she lifted the lid from the plate and I scowled. For all I cared, that small piece of cake might be poisoned."Thank you," I said without making any move to take the plate. "If that's all, you can leave."I noticed her shoulders drop and she sighed."I feel like…like you don't seem to like me much, Mary–""Maya!""– sorry, Maya. I just want all of us to be friends. I don't know what exactly I did to piss you off, but..."“You think I don’t like you?” I interrupted, raising an eyebrow."You were literally flirting with my husband, Camille, and to be honest, I don't really care whether or not you two go way back but I'm asking you to leave him and me alone."Camille's eyes began to glisten again and her lower lip quivered."Rowan and I are just friends, Maya, an
Last Updated : 2024-11-06MR BILLIONAIRE, YOU WANT ME BACK? BEG FOR IT! Preg..what?
Chapter 6After calling out for help but to no avail, I concluded that I was all alone and I had to help myself.It felt like the affected foot was beginning to bloat and the pain increased with each passing second.Rowan had booked an executive room and so it was no surprise that there was no one within earshot. To make matters worse, the bellboy may not come around until it was evening.So much for suggesting a trip, I said to myself and began to carefully stand on my feet. Propping myself against the wall for support, I managed to drag myself to the telephone to call room service. “Room service. How may we help you?”“I need medical attention, I think I have a sprained ankle and it's hurting really bad,” I cried, pressing my eyes together in pain and holding my affected leg. It seemed like I had made the situation worse by placing weight on it. “Executive floor, room 116.” I let the telephone slip back to its holder even before I could hear a reply. The pain seemed to be moving
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Do you know what it feels like to be disowned? It's scary. It felt like I was almost invisible to my father even though my brothers still treated me normally. I had not always done things to please him but that didn't mean that I did not want him to be proud of me and of whatever I did. Three days later, I began actively job hunting and my eyes felt weary from staring at the screen of my computer for way too long. The money in my trust fund money was now running low because I had given almost half of it to an orphanage home I saw. With some of the remaining money, I rented a small but comfortable apartment downtown and then proceeded to renew my license to practice psychotherapy. That also left a visible dent in my account but the joy I felt for having my own space made up for the loss, quite. The house was already equipped and even had a small alcove that I converted to a study area. It was a sunny morning and I stared at my computer screen, reading the new mail about the upcomin
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The assiduous chauffeur was more than eager to take the keys from me and park my car properly. It was no surprise. Anyone earning the figures he was would be just as eager to perform his duty and do everything possible to keep his job. I liked my workers to have that mentality and so I ensured that they were handsomely paid. If they ever tried to do anything silly, they would remember what they could be risking and then make a U-turn. I noticed the presence of my grandmother's limo as I walked to the front door. “Rowan!” Shit! How did I forget about her so soon? I turned to face a broadly smiling Camille. “I didn't expect that you'd be back so late. I made some peanut butter cheesecake…well not me of course, but the chef.” That was satisfying to hear. I could already tell that Camille was not one who knew how to cook so if she made a cheesecake, following recipe or not, it could as well be considered as poison. “The cake tastes like heaven, Ro, and I'm not even exaggerating! I
MR BILLIONAIRE, YOU WANT ME BACK? BEG FOR IT! 14. Who Is Maya, Really?
ROWAN'S POVSo I was right about one thing. Alex was actually banging the wife of a Minister, but he was not in Vegas.He had replied to my text about his promiscuous lifestyle with ten annoying laughing emojis but had flown down to New York as quickly as he could, knowing I wasn't one whose patience lasted for long.We both sat in the bar of The Capital, an exclusive clubhouse that I was sure made hundreds of thousands of dollars every week considering the exorbitant price range of their drinks and foods. They served the best though, so I ended up coming back time and again.Alex and I were taking our time to down glasses of rich white wine before we got into the main purpose for the meeting.“How's the shipment coming along?” I asked him as I stared into the thin air.“It'll be delivered before Friday and my men will be there to install them.”I nodded with satisfaction.Alex owned ProTech, a thriving security company and I was expecting a change of our CCTV cameras in the office.
MR BILLIONAIRE, YOU WANT ME BACK? BEG FOR IT! 13. What's The Worst That Could Happen?
It was not until Lucas and I got to the door of father's office that I realized he wasn't going to come in with me.I stared up at him with pleading eyes and I saw that he also would have loved to come in with me, but something held him back.“He asked to see you, alone. I tried to change his mind but he wouldn't budge,” Lucas said, confirming my unsaid questions. There was genuine sympathy in his eyes and all I wanted to do at that moment was to squash myself into his large body, my safe haven.“You shouldn't keep him waiting. It's gonna be fine, trust me,” he assured and smoothened my hair.“Of course,” I forced out a smile. “What's the worst that could happen?”I tilted my chin up and squared my shoulders as I turned to face the office door.“He still loves you,” Lucas assured me, and I almost wanted to believe it. If I were in my father's shoes, I didn't think I'd still reserve a space in my heart for a child as rebellious as I was.I pushed the door open and for a few seconds, al
MR BILLIONAIRE, YOU WANT ME BACK? BEG FOR IT! 12. The Brothers revealed...
I could almost feel the heat of my father's wrath even though I was still frozen in the plush velvety seat of the plane, staring out the small window.The two shiny Rolls Royce in the driveway with a golden crown that took up the place for a license plate assured me that he was indeed present in the house and my meeting him was unavoidable.After the many years that I had strong-headedly rebelled against him, the least I expected was to be able to stand up to him with even more boldness now as a full grown adult but oh well, I guess boldness doesn't increase with age afterall.“I'm not sure about this,” I confessed to Leo in a shaky voice. He was already standing up and tugging on his bow tie with an uncomfortable frown. “Well neither am I,” he replied and gulped down another shot of his Cognac. I watched his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed and I unconsciously took a second to reflect on how beautiful he was. All my brothers were indeed very hot and handsome—the kind of handsome
MR BILLIONAIRE, YOU WANT ME BACK? BEG FOR IT! 11 Home Sweet Home? Hopefully.
The interior of the plane was just as I remembered and it brought back memories that had long been bottled up for years.When I was younger, the plane was used for all our vacations and I always gladly hopped on them until I had grown old enough to realize my family's source of wealth.The sight of many guards distraughted me but I forced myself to calm down. It reminded me of my high school years when they were literally always around me. Father said they had to protect me because he had people who didn't like him very much and would not hesitate to take his family down, but I reasoned that he would not be so bothered if he hadn't chosen such a dangerous, life threatening path. It had taken the privacy away from my life and I remember being so pissed I slapped one of them, hoping he would get mad and pick a fight with me or something. Nothing happened. And it felt like he was even eager to turn the other cheek.And so, ever since I left high school, I decided to do things as it pleas
MR BILLIONAIRE, YOU WANT ME BACK? BEG FOR IT! 10. Gone... For Now.
ROWAN'S POVPerhaps there were some dots missing.Either that or a part of my memory must have been erased.The sound of plane was unmistakable now and I quickly let go of Maya and started for the door.“Are you alright, Rowan?” Camille asked me but I was more interested in knowing what all the sound on my lawn was to pay any attention to her.She barked my name again but my eyes focused on the half dozen men who trooped out of the private plane in an orderly fashion, all in crisp black suits, black bowtie and matching sunglasses.“What's going on, Rowan? Who the hell are these people?” My mother asked shakily behind me.“I have it under control,” I assured her with my eyes still on the six men.“We're here to take Miss Maya back home,” one of them said.“You just trespassed on my property, the least you can offer me is an introduction,” I replied firmly.From the corner of my eye, I could see that two of my guards already had a gun pointed in their direction so any suspicious movemen
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My breath caught in my throat and almost choked me but I swallowed the lump and maintained composure.“R-rosa…” I swallowed hard as the woman eyed me suspiciously. “I…”“I knew you only came here to steal our money!” She nearly stabbed my face with her index finger. “What have you got in there huh? You've taken all the jewelry haven't you? You've taken all his watched and diamond cufflinks, right?”“What? No!” I frowned. “I didn't steal anything.”“Then what's in the bag?”“Trust me, Rosa, you don't want to get involved,” I warned and tried to walk around the woman but her reflexes were quick, perhaps a little too quick for a fifty five year old woman and with her large size.“You steal my son's property and try to run away and you tell me not to get involved? You're the biggest clown I've ever seen! Now open the bag, you thief!” I pursed my lip and looked down at her.“I just want to leave, Rosa. I don't want to cause any trouble. You and I both know that you'd be happier with me go
MR BILLIONAIRE, YOU WANT ME BACK? BEG FOR IT! Taking the Bold Step, But...
ROWAN'S POVI closed the door shut but still held on to the handle for a few more seconds.*From this moment on, we're done.*I chuckled humorlessly to myself as I repeated those words in my head.It wasn't a matter of whether or not she was fed up. She was stuck with me, and I with her. There was no way she would turn her back on our marriage, especially not with my grandmother's notice.Just one call from my grandmother to her and she'll be on her knees, begging to sleep on the same bed with me once again.“Are you sure everything's alright?”Camille's voice reminded me of where I was.I turned to look at her and was immediately overcome with sympathy.There is only so much that a desperate woman can do and I refused to excuse Maya's behavior just because our trip had clashed with Camille and I meeting each other again.“Everything's fine,” I smiled to Camille as I walked back to the side of the bed.“Oh, dear! I hope you weren't too harsh on her. Is she mad at me? I'm so sorry, I fr
