Reyona had thought she would have to go to the detention centre where Maze was held.He was held in Kayooma Federal Detention Center after his lack of cooperation in the first hearing.The judge had been pissed off and had him sent there to cool his feet for a week before the next hearing.In the meantime, the police were gathering more evidence based on the recording that Maxwell had made.The recording in which Maze had denied his own voice.Reyona still wondered why Maxwell had thought it would be possible to have someone like that strike a deal with them.She was sure the bastard might even prefer going to a long-term jail just to spite them.After all, Maxwell had played him.With the new evidence of his gasoline purchase and other incriminating information that Officer Guy had gotten from Susan though, Reyona supposed he might decide to be more reasonable when he realised that his “I-know-nothing, I did-nothing” tactic was not going to work.Any environmentally aware person woul
Maxwell couldn’t be more proud of how Reyona handled the man who had started out acting as if he didn’t care about anything.Oh, he tried to get under Reyona’s skin.He even tried to taunt her for being the clueless woman who had allowed her husband’s mistress to get the better of her.At first, she had let him think he had the upper hand, as he practically insinuated that they had nothing on him.Maxwell trusted Reyona, yet he had been rearing to get in that bastard’s face and tell him what was what.But then, with a few strategically worded sentences, she had pulled the rug from beneath the cocky bastard.She made him believe their meeting was the best thing to happen to him in his current state.Then she added that Susan had all the evidence of the deeds he had done for her with her.Evidence that she had handed over to them.When Maxwell could see that the Maze’s former confidence was fading already, she idly flicked at her nail and turned to face Officer Guy sitting beside Maze.
Despite the Rohans' declaration that they would decide to let go of the case if the culprit fulfilled their demand, the Kayooma law still bound Maze anyway.Arson wasn’t just a crime against the victim, it was a crime against the state too.Reyona and Maxwell demanded that for the next three years, Maze would donate a pint of blood every eight weeks.That would be about 7 pints of blood that he would donate in a year.Altogether, in the three-year duration, he should have donated about 20 pints of blood.Then, apart from that, as long as he lived, he would be on hand for any blood donation that the Rohans would ask of him.With compensation, of course.There was also a clause that he should pass this knowledge down to his generation.For as long as they live, any of his generation with the Rh Null blood type can go to any branch of Saintwell Hospital anywhere in the world to donate blood.No questions asked, and they would be generously rewarded too.Though Maze had scoffed at that as
Reyona disconnected the conference call with her Sydney team and swivelled her chair around to face the window.She reached for the neck massager that Maxwell had gotten for her with one hand.She fixed the device on her neck and switched it on.Reyona sighed as the pouch-like device vibrated against her neck.It was truly soothing, but it had nothing on Maxwell’s soothing warm fingers.Boy was he skilled.And to think he had only learned how to give a good massage recently.“I never had a need to worry about it before,” he had said. “Now, there is every reason.”He had hired a professional massage therapist to teach him.Then he tried it out on her every day until he was declared skilled enough.After which he added his innovative ways of massaging, of course.Ways that Beatrice, the massage therapist could have found scandalous.Reyona chuckled as heat filled her body at her thought.“Hmmm,” she half-moaned at the thought of the machine being replaced by his fingers.She shifted her
A limo was waiting for them outside.“A limo?!” Reyona thought in astonishment as she looked at Maxwell, but he was giving nothing away.Junior bounced towards the car and even Allysyn hurried after him.“What is…?” Reyona's question was interrupted as she saw a uniformed driver, fully garbed like a professional chauffeur, down to the brimmed hat, step out and open the door for them.Junior bounced in before the man could say jack.“Miss,” he said to Allysyn as he helped her into the car.Reyona couldn't hold back her grin at how the girl automatically straightened her back and daintily gave him her hand.“That is a budding diva right there.” She thought to herself with pride.“How are you doing today, madam?” The chauffeur asked as she got to him.“I am doing good,” Reyona said with emphasis as she beamed at Maxwell.“And you?” She asked before Maxwell helped her inside.“Fine, ma. Thanks for asking.” She heard him say before closing the door behind them.The limousine's interior was
Everything in Reyona constricted, stretched and laser-focused on the man stepping towards her in a tuxedo that was a replica of what Junior had on.Everything else, including the kids in the background, faded as Reyona couldn't feel, see or think anything else as he stepped towards her and bent down to hold her hands.He gently extracted the bouquet from her hand and set it on the seat beside her.Then, with his gaze firmly on hers, he drew her up until she was in his arms.His thumbs slowly wiped her tears away before he bent to kiss down the path of the tear stains on her face.“Maxwell” she breathed in an overwhelmed tone.He slowly turned her around and led her closer to the window.The vastness of the beautiful landscape of blue and white-dotted sky was so mesmerizing to Reyona's eyes.Her senses seemed to have sharpened doubly in the last few seconds as she could almost feel the languorous movement of the shifting clear clouds.Or maybe that had to do with the bliss of feeling h
Toria helped Reyona change just in time before the jet landed on the helipad.She even helped her remake her makeup and make her hair into a fancy updo, all while saying nothing in return to Reyona's questions.“I don't see what the fuss is about,” Reyona said in a disgruntled tone as Toria said it was time to go show off her brilliant handwork.Toria rolled her eyes before coming to the aisle to make a grand announcement that they should all give it up to the most important person of the day.Reyona forgot her mock annoyed expression as she saw Maxwell's consuming eyes taking her in from the tip of her toes-peeking, half-covered low heels to the top of her coiffed hair.She could feel heat chase the trail of his eyes over her body as he took in the snug green, sequined dress that showcased her stomach just enough without being too tight.Reyona's heart sighed as their eyes met and lingered.Every time, it felt like coming
They celebrated late into the evening.Reyona couldn't stop laughing all evening as her family got into different shenanigans from time to time.Spoilsports that they were, of course, they stopped her from having the best fun too.You should rest now.'You should sit now' was not far from the mouth of one of them from time to time.Even Junior! Ah!She had to watch when her mother offered to teach Junior how to dance like a gentleman so he could have girls swooning over him at the wedding.Then, of course, they ended up engaged in an impromptu samba that Reyona still couldn't remember how it started.Then Toria, who was not to be outdone, remembered a dance step she learned when she was going through her world traveller phase.She reminded Allysyn that any guy would always go crazy over a girl who could dance.Even though the latter said she didn't want any silly boy to go crazy over her, she watched with rapt attention as Toria made her grand entrance.“Is that so? Are you crazy abou