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Chapter Twenty Four Maya’s POV I was on the edge of consciousness, the suffocating smoke and searing heat threatening to pull me into the abyss. My desperate cries for help resonate in the fiery chaos, but it feels like the world is slipping away. The air grows thick, and darkness encroaches when a sudden crash jolts me.The door splinters violently, and a figure emerges from the smoke, a silhouette against the backdrop of flames.Alpha Aaron, with eyes ablaze in a mesmerising shade of red, strides into the inferno. His gaze locks onto me with an intensity that penetrates the chaos around us.Before I can comprehend the surreal scene, he scoops me up, cradling me in his arms like a fragile doll. His strength is both reassuring and bewildering as he carries me out of the room. The world blurs around us, and my consciousness wavers, but the fervent glow in his eyes remains vivid.As we make our way through the firey labyrinth, a sinister creaking sound echoes above. I glance up to
Chapter Twenty FiveMaya’s POV Alpha Aaron's fingers snap sharply against my face, a jarring wake-up call that pierces through the haze of confusion. "Stop being delusional," he commands, his voice carrying an authoritative edge. "Tell me why you set the room on fire."My eyes blink rapidly, the remnants of a fading dream mixing with the stark reality before me. As consciousness fully embraces me, the events leading up to this moment flood back—a room ablaze, my desperate attempt at attention, and now, the enigmatic figure known as Alpha Aaron demanding answers.I bite my lip, a nervous habit, and his piercing gaze captures the subtle gesture. His eyes, still ablaze in that mesmerising shade of red, seem to dissect my every thought. Avoiding his intense stare, I glance around the room, searching for a distraction from the weight of his scrutiny."Why did you do it?" he repeats, his voice firm. The question hangs in the air, demanding a response that I'm not entirely sure I can provid
Chapter Twenty Six Maya’s POvMy thoughts about kissing the beast vanished and my hatred for him intensified when Aaron's grip tightened as he roughly dragged me out of the dark room.He didn’t even say thank you after helping him to take off the glasses.I tried playing dumb and acting as if I didn't remember anything but my plan didn’t work! Amidst the dim echoes of our conversation, Alpha Aaron's steely eyes bore into mine. "You thought you could play with fire and escape unscathed?" he snarled, his voice laced with a dangerous intensity.I stumbled forward, my heart pounding, caught between the darkness I knew and the uncertainty of the hall. The grandeur around me only heightened the sense of impending doom. The atmosphere crackled with tension as Aaron's staff members and soldiers , all wearing expressions of fear, watched with predatory eyes.Desperation clawed at me as I sought a way out of the escalating situation. "Aaron, please, I didn't mean to cross any lines," I pleaded
Chapter Twenty Seven Maya’s POV The maid mistress, a stern figure with a cruel demeanour, poured dirty water over me, drenching my clothes. The shock of the cold water seeping through my attire left me shivering. "Stop wasting time and get to work Maya," she barked, her tone devoid of compassion. I tried to apologise, but my words were drowned out by her indifference.Ignoring my plight, she stomped her feet, her steps resonating with authority as she led the way towards the maid quarters. The scent of rotten fish clung to me, a reminder of the humiliating dousing I had endured. Beneath my breath, I whispered a mantra, a feeble attempt to find solace amidst the adversity. "At least I won't be a sex slave. It's better to be a maid than to let the devil touch any part of my body," I murmured, the words a fragile shield against the harsh reality unfolding around me.The head maid, an imposing figure with an air of authority, greeted us with a disdainful look. "Start work now. We have a
Chapter Twenty Eight Aaron’s POV “I need to replace the tension in my body!” I barked after taking care of the fire issues . I remembered a red haired woman in my office that has been sending me signals since she started working for me. “Though Maya’s hair is more curly “I whispered absent mindlessly while entering the office and demising the people around there with a snap of my finger. Her desk was facing me as I walked in and she was standing in front of it. She looked pissed and I really didn't give a fuck. I wanted to get a fuck. I walked to her without stopping myself from leaning into her and pushed her ass against the desk until she was practically sitting on it. She made a sound of protest and then wrapped her hands around my neck pulling me deeper into a kiss that told her everything I intended to do.I could feel her body go a little limp as I slid my tongue passed hers and caressed the inside of her mouth with my thick tongue. Pleasure rippled through my body as I felt
Chapter Twenty NineMaya’s POVIn the dimly lit kitchen, my nerves pulsed with urgency as I paced the cold tiles, anxiously awaiting the elusive chef who seemed to have vanished into thin air. With only an hour left until the grand ball, I couldn't afford any delays.Growing restless, I threw a worried glance at the clock, its hands ticking away like a metronome in sync with my racing heartbeat. Resolute, I abandoned my vigilant post and slipped into the kitchen's domain.The stainless steel surfaces gleamed in the pale light as I rummaged through the pantry, determined to take matters into my own hands. Pots clanged and utensils clattered as I set about preparing the extravagant dishes planned for the evening. My skilled hands moved with practised grace, a symphony of culinary finesse echoing through the kitchen.Yet, as the savoury aromas began to fill the air, there was an unexpected interruption. The head maid, mistress of the mansion, stormed into the kitchen, her eyes ablaze with
Chapter Thirty Maya’s POVShe sighed, as if sharing a burdensome secret. “The chef, unfortunately, has taken ill and you forgot to give him an invite on time so that he can make another arrangement. It appears you'll be handling the culinary responsibilities for the grand ball tonight.”A wave of disbelief washed over me. The responsibility of preparing an extravagant feast for the distinguished guests now rested solely on my shoulders. Despite my culinary prowess, the weight of the task felt daunting.The head maid’s stern expression returned, her gaze piercing. “I hope you understand the gravity of the situation. You cannot afford any mistakes. This is a crucial event for the mansion, and any blunders will be unforgivable.”With a nod, I acknowledged the gravity of the situation, determination overshadowing the trepidation that threatened to consume me. The head maid lingered for a moment longer, her eyes scrutinising my every move. Then, with an abrupt turn, she headed towards the
Chapter Thirty One Aaron’s POV Perched in my grand chair on the rooftop garden, I indulge in the decadence of a cigar, its smoke intertwining with the night air. The city below, a mesmerising tapestry of lights, serves as a backdrop to my calculated actions.My fingers glide over the sleek bow, arrows catching the moonlight menacingly. The prisoners below quiver, their fear palpable. I speak, my voice commanding obedience, as the sharp arrows find their marks with lethal precision. Each release is a declaration of my unyielding dominance.Emotion hangs heavy in the air—a potent mix of fear and adrenaline. The rooftop transforms into a stage for the unfolding drama, a dark ballet of cruelty. I revel in the power, a wicked grin playing on my lips, yet beneath the facade, a subtle vulnerability lingers.Suddenly, the head maid, the mistress of the house, emerges from the shadows. Her presence demands respect, and with a bow, she interrupts my sinister amusement. "Alpha," she begins, he