Maya's pov“Stupid, stupid man,” I mutter. Kicking at the floor like a petulant child. I shouldn't be this upset — but the way my stomach churns tells a different story. He doesn't owe me anything, he can sleep with whoever he wants.“Where are you going?” Holden asks, smiling at me from the base of the stairs. “Uh, nowhere, just looking around.”He nods something unreadable swimming in his eyes. “Maya.”“Hmm.”“There's something you told me last night —”My heart plummets. Shit, I probably muttered something stupid. “Yeah.”“About what?” I ask wiping the sweat from my palm with the fabric of my shorts.His face darkens as he takes a step towards me. “How hot I am,” he says, relief washing over me.“What do you think you told me?” He asks his eyes perusing me like a book.I scratch my head. “Uh, something stupid like that. Obviously.”He smiles but it doesn't reach his eyes. “But it's true right?” He asks, adjusting the collar of his shirt.“Mmm, maybe.”“Maybe! You didn't think tha
Cassian's pov I dial Leo's number again clutching the phone tighter each time he fails to answer. “I'm going to kill him,” I mutter under my breath.I told him to give me hourly updates and it's been two since I got one from him.“You okay?” Roxanne asks, her eyes sliding on my phone.“Yeah just checking up on things.”She nods the heat inside the car making me unbutton my shirt. “What did you marry Maya for?” She asks her eyes curious.“Cause it's not love — men like you don't love,” she adds the words feeling like they slipped from my father's mouth.“She was a compatible companion,” I answered.She hums her eyes traveling outside the window. “And are you planning on ever settling down?”“Not anytime soon, I am not planning on being a man's object,” she says, venom sipping from her voice.“Sir we've arrived,” the driver says. I alight the car ready to open Roxanne's door but she refuses.“I'm a big woman, I don't need a man to open my door.”I nod, stepping away from her. The hous
Maya's pov“Hey sleepy head,” Holden says standing over me. My eyes squint as the bright lights stab at my eye lids. I rub my face, my head throbbing.“What happened?” I ask looking around my room. He takes a seat beside me, the bed dipping in the process.“You got attacked,” he answers, touching my bandaged head. I grunt everything coming back in waves. “Leo! How is Leo?” I ask my heart racing.“He was trying to protect me,” I added, trying to sit up.“He is fine, Cassian got to him in time.”I touch my face letting out a slow breath. A year ago all I worried about was finishing a twelve-hour shift without collapsing. Now I'm dodging attacks like I'm some sort of criminal and getting tangled in contracts. How did this become my life?“I brought you something,” he says shifting on the bed. His tousled hair falls on his face as he hands me a brown bag.“What is this?” I ask, looking at it.“A little present for being so cool,” he says, a small smile gracing his lips.I take it out and
Cassian's povMaya must be the most stubborn person on earth because hell — I push the thought down massaging my temples. Ever since she came here it has been chaos, no moment to breathe and now I'm wondering if it was even worth it.I take out the contract going through it, next to it is the treatment plan she created — the hail Mary to save my eyesight. I flip through the pages, the impending danger looming ahead clawing at my skin.Six months. That's all it will take. My stomach churns at the realization, and one month is down. Five to go.I rub my face, a strange feeling slumping my mood even more. Like tradition, I go to the garden and into the expanse of forests. My axe sits at my hand; it's worn and smooth from years of use. The logs of wood I had carved sit there and I take one placing it on top of a chopped tree.I move the axe over my head, the muscles in my arm tightening as I move it down. The sound of wood splintering shatters the quiet, the vibrations running up my arm a
Maya's povThe monitor flatlines. “I'm starting compressions.”My hands find their way to his chest, each push a desperate attempt to pull him back. “Push epinephrine,” I scream, not letting another person die at my hand.The nurse injects, but still nothing. “Shock him now!”My heart pounds, adrenaline pulsing through my body. The paddles go over his chest, minutes stretching but still nothing.“He's flatlined,” someone murmurs. No. No. No.“No, we have to save him, it's our job,” I mutter, my words tangling in my throat. I climb on top of him ready for another round of compressions.“Call it,” the chief says from the doorway. I won't stop. “Dr. Sanchez,” he calls, making me stop. The weight of failure presses down on my ribs as I rip the gloves off my fingers.“Time of death. Five forty-two.”I storm out of the room, my vision blurry. “Hey, you couldn't have done anything,” Benta says.I barely glance at her as I maneuver through the bodies of injured people. The smell of antise
Cassian's povI hear shuffling around before she finally speaks. “I'm done, you can go soldier somewhere else.”I turn around and she wears tiny bum shorts and an oversized blue shirt that hangs loosely on one shoulder. She looks like she stepped off a Sunday lazy morning but her legs — long and toned make up for it. My pulse quickens as I open the door. Even like this she still manages to take my breath away. “After you.”She walks ahead, her ass swaying in the process. I don't know if she does it intentionally but she is damn giving me a boner.We enter the kitchen and she puts a plate of cereal in a bowl and takes a seat on one of the barstools. “Don't tell me you're going to watch me eat?” She asks taking the spoon to her mouth.“Yes.”She rolls her eyes digging through the cereal. I watch her silently as some of the milk smudges over her lips. My thumb aches to wipe it off but I hesitate. “What?”She asks, glaring at me.I move towards her, wiping the smudge in time as her to
Maya's pov“We're leaving for New York go pack your things,” he says. “Something small, it's only three days,” he continues.I blink. “No. Why? “He stops to glare at me.“Don't make me drag you to the jet. You have ten minutes to be in the car.”I sigh, sharp on my heels back to my room.I shove my things inside the suitcase not bothering to fold them. Of course I don't have a say in this, I'm being hauled to a new city and my opinion doesn't matter. It never does. The drive is silent broken by the occasional tap of Cassian's fingers on the screen. Every time I try to ask a question he dismisses it like I'm some sort of inconvenience. Like I don't deserve to have a say in all of this.The private airport stretches across a secluded expanse of land, its runway a sleek strip of asphalt illuminated by evenly spaced blue and white lights. A towering chain-link fence, topped with razor wire, surrounds the perimeter, with security cameras perched at every corner. The main terminal is a sle
Maya's povThe elevator doors glide open and my breath catches. “How much money do you have?” I ask, looking around.The penthouse is vast, stretching out before me in a seamless flow of marble, glass, and soft, golden light. Floor-to-ceiling windows frame the city skyline, the twinkling lights of New York spread out like a glittering ocean.The living room is a masterpiece of modern elegance—plush, cream-colored sofas arranged around a sleek, black marble fireplace, a glass coffee table holding nothing but a single crystal vase with fresh white orchids. A sculptural chandelier dangles from the impossibly high ceiling, casting a soft glow over the room. The air smells faintly of expensive leather and something floral, subtle but intoxicating.“Alot,” he finally answers, loosening his tie, and if this extravagance isn't enough he speaks. “Go freshen up, we have been invited to a gala.”I freeze mid-step.“What?”“Is this going to be like last time?”“No,” he says smoothly. “This time
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
Cassian's povIt's been a week since Holden vanished, a week since I forced Maya out of my life. I push down the heavy feeling looking at one of the guards.“Any sign of Holden?”“Not yet sir.”I huff looking at the plans on the table just as Leo steps in a smirk on his lips.“Did you do it?” I ask the sound of the lawn being trimmed filling the space. I look at the Gardner who mindlessly goes back and forth and I scowl.“He was very eager to hire her back.”Good.“I hope you cleared anything that can lead back to us.”He smiles. “Of course.”The silence stretches before I speak again. “How much money did you offer them?”“One hundred million.”I nod something crossing my chest. I wonder what Maya would think if she found out about this.“I thought you wanted her as far away as possible?” He asks and my chest tightens.“She will just get her job back, I'm not planning on getting her back in my life.”Not even if it will kill me.He nods, stepping beside me. His eyes scan the plan unce