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,
MAISIEI swallowed hard against the lump of guilt lodged in my throat as Karina's piercing blue eyes swept over me with her ruby red lips twisted into a contemptuous sneer."W-We were just about to have dinner," I stammered, gesturing weakly at the spread of steaming dishes laid out on the low table. "I hope you're a fan of spicy food?""I never eat anything without a good kick of spice," she remarked with a tight smile that didn't reach her eyes. "I'll be delighted to join you all."Which meant Jason would be staying for dinner as well. My stomach twisted at the prospect of entertaining both of them for an entire meal, of having to maintain the façade of polite indifference and forced smiles all evening long.One by one, we took our places around the long dining table in an awkward shuffle – Klay beside me at one end, Philip and Nathan at the other end bookending Miriam, with Donovan, Karina and finally Jason filling the remaining spaces between us.The tension was palpable from the
MAISIE"As if I don't already know," Philip muttered under his breath, dropping his gaze to glare at his plate.Every attempt he had made to nudge our relationship toward something more committed, more permanent, had been met with resistance on my part.This stagnant result was entirely due to my own deep-seated hang-ups about marriage and the finality of such a profound commitment.Every time Philip pushed to take that next step to solidify our bond, to make it official in the eyes of the law and society, I balked. I was paralyzed by my fear of Donovan's rejection and disapproval should I remarry. He had been so opposed to the idea of me dating again after his father's passing.And if I was being fully honest with myself, a huge part of me still shied away from the finality of it all out of some deeply buried insecurity. Some nagging voice in the back of my mind kept me from being able to take that final leap into the realm of legal matrimony.Karina's derisive snort snapped me out o
MAISIE"I was hoping I might request an actual leave of absence then. Not for myself, but...to spend some dedicated time with my son…”The words hung between us, thick with unspoken tension.I saw a muscle ticking in Klay's jaw as he appraised me with those dark, unreadable eyes of his. He didn't seem to get what I was really saying. "Spend more time with your son? Don't you two already live together?"I wiped at the back of my flushed neck, feeling awkward and exposed under his scrutiny. "Mr. Woods, it's...it's not that simple. I don't sleep well at night, I'm always exhausted during the day from running around like a headless chicken. I don't take care of my own health because I'm constantly rushing from one thing to the next. I'm neglecting myself, but I absolutely refuse to neglect my son or be a bad mother to him." I took a deep, steadying breath. "I want to use this chance to actually make some real memories with Donovan before it's too late and he's all grown up, you know?"Kla
MAISIEKarina helped pull me back to my feet, her perfectly groomed brows knitted together in an expression that looked a whole lot more like malice than concern. "What on earth were you two up to out here?" she demanded, her tone accusatory.I opened and closed my mouth like a landed fish, at a complete loss for words to explain the compromising position she'd just walked in on. Thankfully, Jason smoothly covered for us with an easy lie. "We were just discussing a case study for work," he said nonchalantly, not missing a beat.Karina seemed to accept that flimsy excuse with a curt nod, the suspicious glint fading from her eyes. "Ah, I see. Well anyway, I'm beat after today so we'll head out first. Come along, Jason." She looped her arm through his and tugged him toward the door, leaving me to trail awkwardly behind them.As soon as they were gone, I re-entered the house and made a beeline straight for the living room, needing to put some distance between myself and that incredibly te
Maisie"If working for me at the company is going to be a problem for you, I'll have to let you go," Dame stated coolly, her voice as crisp and emotionless as the pristine white pantsuit she wore.I quickly backtracked, not wanting to lose my job over a silly formality. "No, no problem at all! We can definitely speak informally if that's what you'd prefer," I rushed to assure her, waving my hands placatingly.She gave a curt nod of approval, her perfectly coiffed hair not so much as shifting with the abrupt movement. "Good, because I want your help with something important," she said briskly."Oh? Sure, what is it?" I asked, setting my untouched glass of lemonade down on the table to give her my full, undivided attention. This whole situation was bizarre enough already without any distractions.Dame didn't bother with any preamble or lead-in, just went straight for the jugular. "How did you make Klay fall for you?" she asked point-blank.I felt my face flush hot with a confusing embar
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