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MAISIEA chorus of shocked gasps and murmurs filled the sudden silence in the wake of my assault on the worthless sack of crap."You miserable piece of shit!" I snarled, chest heaving as I loomed over him. "How dare you say those vile things to my son and provoke him into having a medical emergency? What kind of sick, twisted fuck gets off on tormenting children?"The man cradled his rapidly swelling cheek with his eyes wide and mouth gaping like one of those stupid plastic fish tanks as he struggled to formulate a response. But I wasn't finished."How dare you bully a sick child so cruelly and still call yourself a teacher?" I seethed, chest heaving as I loomed over his cowering form."Ms. Maisie, have you lost your mind-" one of the other teachers started, only to snap his mouth shut when I whirled on him with a ferocious snarl.My name on that worm's lips was like a match to a puddle of gasoline, causing the already blazing fury inside me to erupt into an inferno.Without a second
Maisie“Lock the door behind you,” Jason instructed.I fumbled with the latch for a moment. Just being in these surroundings with Jason made me feel like the ingenue in one of those raunchy CEO romances I sometimes indulged in as a guilty pleasure.I turned to find him leaning against the edge of an enormous mahogany desk. One long-fingered hand was braced on the polished surface while the other skimmed over his laptop’s keyboard with ease.I could only gawk at him for a moment. I was mesmerized by the stark contrast between the warm, honeyed tones of his sun-kissed skin and the crisp white fabric of his shirt, stretched taut across the swell of his biceps and the broad expanse of his chest.The opening strains of a vaguely familiar song suddenly filtered through my distracted haze. The sultry lyrics seeming to give voice to the heated tension rapidly building between us.‘Tonight, the music seems so loudI wish that we could lose this crowdMaybe it’s better this wayWe’d hurt each o
Maisie"Interesting..." Jason purred against my heated skin. "You say stop, but your body tells a different story, Ms. Smith."I snatched my hands away from where they'd been clutching his shirt like a lifeline, as if his words had scorched me.I could feel the blush deepening to a full-blown inferno at his blatant insinuation.Jason watched my every fitful movement with the intense focus of a predator eyeing its prey. His lips curved into a knowing smirk that made me want to simultaneously slap that arrogant expression right off his stupidly handsome face and...well, do something else entirely that was definitely not appropriate for an educator's office.When his heavy-lidded gaze dropped to my mouth again, I knew exactly what was coming next. I could practically see the undisguised want simmering in the endless depths of those dark eyes.A small, stubborn part of me rallied one last time, insisting that this was a line I absolutely could not allow myself to cross. Jason was my ex-hu
MaisieI opened and closed my mouth a few times, feeling very much like a landed fish as I floundered for a response.How could I even begin to explain the dizzying roller coaster of emotions I'd experienced in those heated moments? The way Jason's overwhelming presence had obliterated any rational thought from my mind, reducing me to a puddle of want and need."You just...let him harass you?" Miriam's voice had risen to a shrill yell, her eyes blazing with disbelief and outrage. "Stood there like a freaking blow-up doll while he had his way with you?"Harassment? I hadn't really thought about it like that before. Maybe because some deeply buried, messed up part of me had enjoyed the thrill of Jason's heated attention, as wrong as that undoubtedly was."It's disgusting how cheap you're acting!" she raged, reaching out to grip my shoulders in her small but surprisingly strong hands and giving me a rough shake. "Have you no self-respect at all?""Stop, Mir, you're hurting me!" I yelped,
MAISIEMiriam started ticking off Klay's attributes on her fingers with a teasing grin. "I mean, he's rich, famous, handsome - like, stupid handsome. What more could you possibly want in a man?"I rolled my eyes at her shallow priorities. "That's hardly a good enough reason to get married, Mir.""Think about it, though!" She was really warming to the idea now. "If you marry him, your shitty ex will be out of the picture for good since you'll already be taken and off the market. Donovan gets a father figure who ticks all the boxes any kid could want - successful, wealthy, good-looking. And you get to share your life with someone without all the baggage and drama from your past weighing you down."Miriam grasped my face between her palms and beamed. "It's like killing a flock of birds with one stone, Maisie! A total win-win for everyone involved."I batted her hands away with a shake of my head. "Forget it. Didn't I tell you Mr. Woods has this psycho cousin who's obsessed with him? If s
MAISIE"What's with that look on your face? You're pale as a ghost!" Miriam snatched the phone from my hand before I could react, peering at the message."Klay just wants to pop in and see Donovan. What's the big deal? You're acting like he fired you from your job or something."She snorted then, eyes glinting with mischief. "Unless...you're scared of running into his psycho cousin again? The one you said doesn't know about the two of you and your little fling?"Philip's brows hiked in confusion as he glanced between us. "Wait, what cousin? Who doesn't know what now? I'm totally lost here."Miriam let out an aggrieved sigh, shaking her head slowly. "I'm so sorry to have to tell you this, cutie...but it looks like you've got some serious competition on your hands for Maisie's affections."She really didn't need to spell it out like that for him in such a dramatic fashion. I knew exactly why she was doing this - it was a blatant attempt at petty revenge for whatever perceived slight or
MAISIEHis words sliced into me, making my chest constrict painfully.I opened and closed my mouth, struggling to find the right response as guilt washed over me in waves."You know what? You need to be way clearer with me here," I scoffed, defaulting to denial and deflection in the face of Donovan's accusation. "What exactly has you so upset - that I couldn't spend time with you earlier, or that I'm with Philip now?"Silence.Donovan stared at a point over my shoulder, his jaw ticking with repressed emotion.I reached out and cupped his cheek, gently turning his face to meet my eyes. "Look, Philip is just a friend and nothing more, you know that. In fact, I'll quit my job and ditch Philip completely if that's what you really want. Then I can be all yours, all the time. How does that sound?"His expression crumpled at that, a flash of something like hurt crossing his features. "That's not what I want," he mumbled, shaking his head."Then what do you want, baby?" I stroked his cheek te
MAISIEThe sound of another car door slamming outside drew everyone's attention.Speak of the devil... Jason himself appeared, cutting an imposing figure in his signature black suit and tie as he stalked up the front path with long strides.His intense gaze swept over the assembled group gathered in the entryway, taking in the scene with a furrowed brow and a slight downturn of his lips."Jason? What are you doing here?" Klay asked, surprise evident in his tone while he eyed the other man warily."I could ask you the same question," Jason countered smoothly, his eyes cutting to me briefly before flickering away in clear dismissal.An awkward tension filled the air as the two men stared each other down like territorial toms squaring off.I felt rooted to the spot like a rabbit caught in the sights of a predator, my heart pounding.How could I possibly explain Jason's unexpected presence to my boss in a way that wouldn't raise even more questions?"Mr. Woods is just here to...say hello,
MAISIEHis words sank into me like a weight pressing down on my chest.Jason’s eyes darkened as his frustration spilled over. “I don’t even know how to explain what I feel without sounding ridiculous.”I opened my mouth to respond, but no words came. “Every aspect of me has changed since Jason’s return to my life. I wasn’t the same woman he met all those years ago.Love has a way of ruining you and making it seem beautiful. It turns pain into poetry.But I wasn’t poetic. I wasn’t romantic. I was just… broken.I’d always heard people talk about “sadness in the heart,” but I never truly understood what they meant. To me, sadness was in tears, in screams, in the physical ache of the body.However, I understand now.Sadness could live in the heart, buried deep beneath a smile. It could hide behind laughter and linger in silences. And Jason… he was the one who made me realize that.He reached out, brushing a strand of hair away from my face. His touch was tender, almost reverent.“No doubt
MAISIEKlay burst out laughing. However, Felix looked completely dumbfounded with his expression frozen in disbelief.Harsh. That was harsh.I glanced at Jason, irritation bubbling under my skin. He didn’t even seem to care about how Felix had taken the comment.Poor guy looked like someone had just slapped him with a reality check.I turned my gaze to the glass wall beside me, letting the conversation fade into the background.The server arrived a few minutes later and everyone began ordering breakfast. Everyone except me.My appetite had vanished completely.Felix noticed. “You’re not eating?”I blinked, snapping out of my thoughts. “I’m not really hungry.”His expression softened, and for once, he wasn’t joking or teasing. “You should eat something,” he said quietly. “It’s not good to skip meals.”Then he reached out and placed his hand gently over mine. “You know, I’d love to meet your son. If he’s one of my fans, I think we’ll get along great.”He smiled at me, bright and genuine
MAISIEThe undeterred Felix turned his attention back to me. “So, Brit, how are you finding the trip so far?”There it was again—“Brit.” Why does he keep calling me that? Doesn’t he know my name?“It’s good so far.” My voice was soft, almost hesitant, as I tried to keep the conversation as neutral as possible.I turned to face the elevator door like the rest of them, hoping to escape the growing tension.But Felix wasn’t done. “Do you know volleyball?” he asked suddenly with excitement.I tilted my head slightly, trying to recall the familiar name of the game. I knew it, but at the moment, my mind felt a little scrambled.Felix’s brows creased when he noticed my hesitation, obviously considering a way to describe it. “You know, the game where they hit the ball with their hands over a net in the middle between two teams.”Ah, now I remembered. I’d seen it played on the beach before.“Yeah, I remember it now!” I exclaimed, smiling. “It’s a fun game, and I like it a lot.”Felix’s face li
MAISIEI woke up early the next morning, feeling energized and ready for the day. The weather was beautiful, with a light breeze carrying the scent of the ocean.The sun was warm but not overbearing, casting a golden glow over everything. It was the kind of morning that made you feel alive.I decided to sit by the pool, enjoying the calm and peaceful atmosphere. The water sparkled under the sunlight, clear and inviting. I donned a light blue, sleeveless summer shirt adorned with white checks, complemented by long, white linen pants. To complete the look, I had borrowed—or rather, stolen—a beach hat from Miriam. It was oversized and slightly ridiculous, but it suited the vibe of the day perfectly.I sipped from the coffee in my hands, letting the warmth of the drink and the beauty of the morning fill me with a sense of calm.My mind, however, was anything but calm. I kept running through the details of the surprise I had planned for Don. Felix could arrive at any moment, and I needed
MAISIEJason laughed softly, straightening up and helping me to my feet. “I’m saying it depends on trust. Our destiny is written, so let’s live quietly, baby.”I sighed, reluctantly nodding. “I understand.”“I arranged for your room to be upgraded to a two-bedroom suite. This way, both you and Don can enjoy your privacy," Jason informed me.I was taken aback, my mouth opening and closing in disbelief, unable to find the words.Jason gave me a smile that seemed to melt the tension between us. Then, he took my hand and walked me toward the hotel.Do I deserve this man?Later that night, I knocked on Don’s door to check on him. He opened it for me with a toothbrush in hand before disappearing back into the bathroom to finish brushing his teeth.“Did you have dinner with them?” I asked, sitting on the edge of his bed as I waited for him.“No,” Don replied from the bathroom. “But your boss sent me room service.”Klay? Why would he do that? “Anyway, you should go to bed early. Tomorrow’s g
MAISIEI could hear the raw emotion behind his words. The weight of regret, the pain of misplaced blame, the sorrow of a goodbye that never came. It clung to his voice.My chest tightened as I watched his usually composed demeanor crack under the weight of his own memories. It wasn’t just guilt he was carrying—it was grief, and it was deep.“I later regained my memories and discovered it was all my brother’s doing. When I refused to divorce you after the one-year arrangement with your father, he erased everything I’d ever done for him. Every sacrifice, every moment of kindness—it all meant nothing to him. He only saw my refusal as betrayal. I was so angry, so frustrated that I drowned myself in alcohol. And in my drunken state, I made a mistake I’ll regret for the rest of my life,” his words trailed off.My mind couldn’t process everything he’d just revealed. I was too broken and too busy takin in my father’s betrayal.Was I really nothing more than a business deal to my father? He tr
MAISIE My heart skipped a beat and my eyes sparkled with anticipation.Was I really about to learn something that no one else in the world knew about him?For a fleeting moment, I felt special—like I was the only person he trusted enough to reveal this part of himself.“What I’ve spent my life doing,” Jason began low and contemplative, “Is hating the success of others and taking pleasure in their failures. That’s who I was… until someone came into my life and turned it upside down.”He paused, staring out at the waves as if searching for the right words.“Before that someone, another person wreaked havoc in my life, tearing it apart piece by piece. They pushed me to the brink and left me with nothing but a sliver of myself. Yet… their hatred… their coercion never fully destroyed me.”I blinked, trying to make sense of his cryptic words. “Who is this other person?”Jason’s hand resting lightly on my thigh stilled.The sudden halt made my breath catch in my throat.“My brother!” His vo
MAISIEI quickly sat up, my fingers moving instinctively to type a reply.I wrote that I had only just seen his message and apologized for the delay. But before pressing send, I hesitated.My pride stepped in, whispering that I didn’t owe him an explanation.My thumb hovered over the screen for a moment longer before I pressed delete. I erased every word as though they had never existed.The hardest thing is when you write something, pouring your thoughts and emotions into it, only to let your pride force you to erase it.I lay back down, staring at the ceiling, feeling the weight of the unsent message settle over me.What was I going to do with him? With myself? With my son?I just wanted to sleep—to escape the storm of thoughts swirling in my mind, even if only for a little while."I'm sorry, my soul," I whispered into the quiet room. "I made mistakes against you. I pressured you so much to be who they wanted you to be, thinking their approval would complete my journey."The words f
MAISIEMy heart pounded in my chest, each beat louder and faster than the last. It felt like I’d just run a marathon, but the only thing I’d been running from was Jason.I believe that when a person falls in love with the right person, they can forgive them for all their mistakes.When you love, you don’t care about what’s been said or done.What do I need in this world when my world is him?I went back to where Miriam and Don were sitting, watching something on my computer. I think it was probably a movie then proceeded to my seat.I couldn’t bring myself to care enough to check. Their laughter, soft and unbothered, filled the space, but it only made me feel more out of place.Karina had pushed her seat back a little, reclining to sleep. It was better this way. I didn’t have the strength—or the patience—to bear her closeness to him. Jason.I hated how aware I was of every little thing about her, about him. The way she’d leaned her head against the seat, the way he didn’t seem to noti