Cassian's povI tie the turban over my face trying to remain as discreet as possible and that involved coming to this mission alone. I couldn't be accompanied by anyone else, not when Maya's life was at stake.I meet Victor at a downtown local pub chugging down a glass of beer. “You stand out like a sore thumb,” he spits looking around.Several people have already started staring at us and the impatience of not knowing how Maya is, is killing me. “So where is it?” I ask my fingers drumming over the table. Dust and spilled drinks cling to it and I take my fingers away.He looks around and then leans in. “Just in the middle of the city,” he responds.“So if I go I won't miss it.”He nods, his pupils rolling around his sockets like marbles. “Are you going in alone?” He asks taking the glass to his mouth.I nod, touching my lips. I really hope she is okay. “That is a death wish,” he says, drawing patterns on the table. “That place is like Fort Knocks but better.”My stomach twists. I hav
Maya's pov“Here,” a helper says, placing something that looks like food on the floor. I grimace looking at the brown mixture. She walks away barely sparing me a second glance.My throat feels dry and my nose is clogged up from the amount of dust I've inhaled in the short amount of time I've spent here. Another sneeze breaks out and I cover my nose with my elbow.Even the mucus is brown.I look at the small grilled window on the wall and my heart breaks. It's morning and Cassian hasn't even come.My chest tightens and the tears spill. He hasn't come for me. The last shred of hope I had goes out of the window.He hasn't come for me. Why hasn't he come for me?A sob breaks out and I cover my mouth with my free hand. I saved his life and now I'm useless to him.Not even Holden bothered to come, after all I've done for them.I lean on the grill bars yanking my chained hand. It screeches and cuts on my wrist. I do it again until the guard comes looking like he wants to strangle me with hi
Cassian's pov“You will have to get through me,” I hiss standing in front of Maya. I didn't come all this way just to have her defiled under my watch. The men step forward evil grins on their faces. My finger goes just above the trigger ready to take them out, and if they dare shoot I will be Maya's bulletproof. My heart thuds inside my chest with every step they take guns in their hands ready to attack on my account. The front door swings open harshly, and Holden and my men come dashing in guns blazing.Our eyes meet for a fleeting second and my lips tug up. I've never been so relieved to see him. The smell of gunpowder fills the air and Roxanne runs for safety. Before I knew it Maya had taken the gun out of my pants holster aiming it at her back. She falls on the floor the doom she brought with her going with the last breath she takes.Maya's hands shake and I take the gun from her hand. “It's over,” I whisper, rubbing her back. “It's over,” I repeat more to myself than to her.“Mi
Maya's pov**Explicit content ahead**“Excuse me?” I ask, not believing my ears. After all we've been through.He looks at me his gaze softening. “All those times I asked you to let me go because I felt safe we're reason enough.”I shake my head. “Now you have the decency to do it?”He looks away and I swallow the lump in my throat. “I'm selfish.”“I was selfish,” he corrects.“Look at me,” I scream tears rolling down my face. “You don't care about my safety,” I deadpan.“You are just worried that this — whatever is happening between us is turning into something and you can't handle it.”He rakes his hand over his hair. “Maya.”“If you're not going to tell me how you're feeling then don't bother.”He sits in the bed and it dips slightly. “I'm scared, I don't think I have ever felt like this,” he says, his voice low and vulnerable.“It's okay,” I whisper.“It's not,” he protests. “You deserve someone who can love you wholeheartedly.”“And you're not that person?” I ask the question fe
Cassian's povI roll on the bed the soft glow of the morning sun bouncing over my face. Maya is safely cradled between my legs her breathing coming out in slow even breathsThe previous nights escapades burn and I feel my crotch twitch. Sex when you have feelings for the other person is ten times better than when you don't.I rub her back softly just as the door pushes open slightly and Holden comes in holding a tray of food. It clutters to the floor when our eyes meet.My heart plummets to my stomach. He looks at Maya who stires for a while before drifting back to sleep. He walks out and I push Maya aside grabbing a sheet from the bed and draping it over my waist.I skip the mug of spilled tea and pancakes following after him.“Holden wait,” I call. He stops tears already streaming down his face.“How could you?” He asks his voice thick with emotions. “After I told you I loved her,” he continues.“You went behind my back and slept with her.”The words slap into my face and no words
Maya's povI look at the claer front doors of the hospital remembering how excited I was to work here. How happy I was that a local town girl had gotten a chance to work for a big-time hospital in Los Angeles. Now I have nothing.Absolutely nothing.Not even Cassian.I walk through the door the acrid smell of antiseptic feeling like a taste of deja vu. The beeping of monitors, the slow cry of patients, and the distant murmurs around the waiting room wrap around me like a soft blanket on a cold night.I exhale giving myself a few seconds to take it all in.God I didn't even know how much I missed this place. I'm assigned an empty bed in the clinic and my fingers are twitching at the hem of my sundress wondering who will come to see me.The curtain slides open and Dr.Ben with a team of residents stands beside him eagerly. “Maya,” he calls surprised. I pull on a small smile looking at the interns.They've probably heard the rumors about me already.“Can you excuse us,” he says, shooing t
Cassian's povI take in sharp breaths trying to stop the ache in my chest but nothing helps. I feel like I'm being torn apart piece by piece. My fingers are trembling not trying to turn the doorknob and chase after her.Tell her how much I love her and I was just being a stupid jerk like always. But I can't, I have to put her safety first.There will always be a Roxanne somewhere in my life and her being next to me is a target.“Is she gone?” I ask when Leo enters his hands on his back.“Yes.”I nod my eyes glued to the table like it has the answers to all of my problems. “Is that all?” I ask when I still feel his presence.He clears his throat, placing a piece of paper on my desk. “What is this?” I ask my brows furrowed.“The paternity test,” he answers, making my heart stop. I sit up straight. I totally forgot about this.I unseal it, my fingers digging inside the papers with force. My fingers trail the words hurriedly and there it is. Fifty percent positive.Uterine half-siblings.
Maya's povI take some of the money from my purse and hand it to the cab driver. I get off a heavy weight settling in my chest. He takes my things outside the house a beaming smile on his lips. I inhale sharply, willing my legs to move forward.What was I thinking about coming here?The house is nestled just at the edge of the farm town. The red brick house stands with quiet charm, wrapped in the scent of earth and wildflowers. The brick walls, weathered by sun and rain, held stories of simpler times, while a rust-red tin roof glinted in the afternoon light. A white picket fence framed the tiny garden out front, where tomatoes, sunflowers, and mint grow side by side. Smoke curls lazily from the stone chimney, and chickens clucked softly in the nearby coop.I knock on the door and it opens almost immediately. Mum stands there with an apron tied around her waist. She holds a china in one hand and a tablecloth in the other. Her eyes widen when she sees me. “Maya, what are you doing here
Maya's pov“Amy hey,” I mumble, cupping her face.“Hmm. You can't tell anybody about that man,” I mumble making her brows perk together.“Why?” She asks confused.My throat tightens. I may hate Cassian but I don't want him getting in trouble with the law. “Because if you tell them about that man, the bad men will come and get him.”She pouts her eyes becoming glossier again. “Will they get us too?”I shake my head. “The police are here to keep us safe.”“But—”I cut her off. “Pinky promise?”She intertwines her pinky with mine and just in time a police car stops outside the shop. “Pinky promise.”Dr.Ben gets out rushing towards us. “Maya,” he says, looking me up and down.“What happened?” He asks and I look at my leg. “Uh, I was shot getting away,” I whisper.He lowers his eyes at me. “God, I'm so sorry.”A parademic gets in. He looks at Amy and she clings to my shirt. “I'm here,” I mumble when I see she is reluctant to leave.Ben gives me a curious glance. “Yeah, we hid until we sa
Cassian's povMy phone trembles in my hand as I dial Maya's line again, it goes directly to voicemail and I feel my whole body shake. This is stupid. My hands clutch the steering wheel tighter as I meander through the streets my mind going to the worst case scenariosWhat if they got to her?By the thought of that I increase the speed. Nothing can happen to her. I thought the best solution was keeping her away from me so she could be safe but here she is, far away and still in danger. I reach the Bay area grabbing my guns. A fire truck sits there and an injured patient and a firefighter lies there dead. I sigh in relief when I find she's not in there.Did she come in this?I walk ahead looking for any sign of her, the air too still for comfort. I call her line again and this time it rings but she doesn't answer.“Maya, where are you?” I whisper looking at the buildings. The smell of gunpowder clings to the air, the last rays of the sun peering on the ground.The necklace. Did she take
Maya's povI roll on the bed a heavy arm draped against my waist. I look at my bare skin and the man sleeping next to me.Holden.Last night's events flood back and I bite down on my lip.What have I done?I look at the clock — 6;19, it's almost time for work. I slowly slip out of the bed each squeak of the mattress sending a tremor down my body. My bare feet find ground and I take the robe by the chair tying it around my body as if it will hide the shame clawing its way up my spine.What was I thinking?I shouldn't have let this happen.All of this was behind me. I step into the shower the warm water cascading over me, trailing a familiar path down my body. How could I have been so careless?Ten minutes later, my hair was tied back, my scrubs on my body. My fingers tremble as I tap Holden awake scared of what I might find. His eyes flutter open, his whole demeanor screaming sleepy.“Ugh, it's morning,” he says, his voice soft and husky.I twitch at where I stand, the need to get a
Maya's povSusan glares at me as I crane my neck to look through the transparent glass just in time to see a car drive off. Was it Cassian or am I hallucinating?God, I miss him so much I'm seeing him at work. Like he would ever come here.“Dr. Sanchez,” a fellow calls placing a baby in my arms. “Clean her up and take her to the NICU.”I look at the baby safely wrapped around a baby shoal and I envy it. God, what I would give to have no problems or worries.Especially of someone you can never have, be with. I find the nurse working there giving her the baby. “You can go inform the mother.”I nod trekking to her room. She lies inside the room clutching her empty stomach. “Your baby is safe in the NICU and she will be delivered to you shortly.”Her lips tug up. “Are you feeling fine?” I ask and she nods.“Where's my boy?”“Its a she,” I correct.“No, the one with the man that brought us here. He is two years old.”I look around. “Let me go find him.”I halt. “What's his name?”“Joe.”I
Cassian's povI clutch my phone tightly, my heart feeling like it will rip out of its ribcage. Maya.She just called me after all I've put her through. My thumb lingers over the call button, my hand literally trembling.Doesn't she hate me?What does this even mean?I bite my lip, pressing it but my heart shatters when it says it's disconnected.What if it was a mistake?Maybe she didn't mean to.I drop it on my desk rubbing my face with my hands. I let out a shaky breath. This is torture. How did I ever think I could stay away from her?I pick my jacket and car keys. I'm going to find her. I get into my car, turning it on and driving out of the estate. I look at the time and it's a little bit after midnight.Where am I even going?I stop the car by the side of the road banging my fist on the steering wheel. What kind of person am I becoming?“Maya,” I whisper, the name feeling like a burden I can't carry. I sit up late trying to imagine my life before her and I can't even fathom thre
Maya's pov“You should come,” Benta whines as I close the locker, fixing my jacket.“Yeah, you came back and have been working nonstop, you need to have some fun,” Liv adds, swaying her hips.I chuckle pulling the bag to my shoulder. “Ugh, don't you even dare say no tomorrow we don't have work,” Benta interjects.I smile nodding. I need some fun. They all cheer. “We are going to the club,” Lisa hums.We leave for the bar, the clock at ten p.m sharp. My legs feel a bit sore but I think I can hold on for some hours. Find my footing around men without Cassian.The club is packed by the time we arrive and we weave to the open bar. “Tequila shots and keep them coming,” Benta says, tapping the counter playfully.The guy smiles, pouring us three glasses. I take mine downing it in a go. “You ain't playing,” Lisa says, shoving me slightly.I chuckle looking at the guy. He winks and my cheeks warm. “He is really hot,” she whispers. I pinch her thigh. “Not happening.”“I can ask for you when he
Cassian's povI remove the pods from my ears watching Holden's figure meander inside the house. He wears an ugly brown hood and washed-away jeans that make him look homeless.“Holden,” I call grabbing his attention. He looks up, dark circles covering his eyes.“Where have you been?” I ask my voice echoing around the house. He sighs touching his temples. “Why are you being so loud?”He brushes past me and I grab his arm. The stench of alcohol wraps around him and my stomach twists. “Seriously, where have you been?”He unclutches my fingers from his arm. “Just around.”I trail his face. “Are you okay?”Something etches in his face. “When did you start caring about my well-being”“When you decided to disappear for more than three weeks,” I counter.“It doesn't matter, I'm back.”Before I can ask him more questions he moves to the stairwell climbing up. I watched him until he disappeared through the hallway.I huff rubbing my hand over my forehead. What is going on with him?I look throu
Maya's povI scrub my hands smiling through the enclosed space. I never thought I'd be back here.“Mrs Sanchez,” Dr Ben calls, sliding to the tap next to me. I look at him briefly before focusing my attention on the operating room — it's beautiful.Tools are arranged properly in basins, minimal fluorescent lighting, and nurses surround the patient. It's like heaven on earth.“Mrs Sanchez,” he repeats his voice, breaking through my thoughts. “Uh, did you say something?”We walk inside the scrub nurses helping us with the surgical clothes. “I asked if you prepared for the surgery.”I nod standing across from him. “Then tell me what it's about.”“We are performing a coronary artery bypass grafting, to restore blood flow to the blocked artery with the vessel we take from the patients leg.”“Okay, so what is the first step?” He asks, his piercing blue eyes pinning me in place.I clear my throat. “You make an incision on the chest.”He glares at me. “The median sternotomy, then you split th
Maya's povDear Maya Isabelle Sanchez,I am glad to inform you that you have received a position back at Mercy Grace Hospital as a resident. After reviewing your case file and after much discussion with the board, we have concluded that your termination was unwarranted. You are a talented surgeon and one mistake should not shape your whole career. We would be honored to have you return and work for us so that we can nurture you into the fine surgeon you've always wanted to become.Chief Surgeon,Xavier McKinney.”I re-read the email again my hands trembling.“Am I dreaming?” I chuckle softly, overwhelmed in disbelief.Do they want me back?They want me back.I clutch my phone tightly and for a split second I almost run to show my parents but I remember they don't know the predicament that I was in.What I lost. What I gave up on.But that doesn't matter anymore I can be a surgeon again.Cassian.I shake my head.“No, he is yesterday's news.”This is a second chance to get what I want