MAXINERonan’s eyes darkened. There was a mix of desire and vulnerability in his eyes. He looked like he wasn’t entirely sure if he could trust me. This new shift wasn't something he expected.But he was drawn to it and me. I could see the conflict in his eyes. There was a part of him that wanted to stay guarded and protect himself. He was warring with the part of himself that wanted to believe in this new possibility: this part of me that wanted him.I leaned in even closer, closing the distance between us. My lips were just mere inches away from his. “I’m here, Ronan,” I said quietly, almost pleading. “I’m not going anywhere, not if you don’t want me to.”He hesitated. His breath caught in his throat and his gaze dropped to my lips before they flicked back up to my eyes. “Maxine…” he started but I cut him off, pressing a finger to his lips.“Shh,” I whispered, my heart racing. “Just feel.”And then I leaned in and kissed him. It was soft and slow and I think this was the first tim
MAXINEThat morning, before breakfast, a guard came to take me out. I told him to inform Ronan that I wanted to see him and Ronan had given permission. It was as expected. The guard seemed stunned by my dress choice. Ronan must have picked out my clothes after all but he would be pleased to see me dressed in them.The guard took me to Ronan's study. He was already surrounded by papers, his brow furrowed. The door was open wide so, I knocked lightly on the doorframe. He looked up and a small smile grew on his face."Good morning," I said softly, stepping inside."Good morning," he replied, his eyes sweeping over me. I saw the pleasure in his eyes as he took in what I was wearing. “You look pretty.”“Thank you,” I smiled, moving closer to his desk. “I thought I’d join you for breakfast if you’re not too busy.”He blinked, clearly taken aback by the offer. “Breakfast?” he repeated.I nodded, leaning against the edge of his desk. I was close enough that he could smell the soft hint of per
MAXINEOne evening, we sat by the fireplace in his study, cuddled closely together. My back was pressed to Ronan's chest and we looked into the fire. “Maxine,” he began.I turned my head to look at him but my heart skipped a beat. There was something in the way he called my name. “What is it?” I asked.“This thing going on between us…” he trailed for some reason.“What about us?” I pushed for answers.He hesitated. “I think I want more,” he admitted. “I want you, Maxine. I want you.”For a moment, I felt something but I pushed it down. I turned to face him and leaned closer, letting my lips brush his ear, “Then take me, Ronan.”He kissed me. He was hard and desperate. I let myself melt into him and let myself forget everything but this moment and this feeling. Because for now, that was all I could afford to think about.It was all that I had now and I needed to make him fall hard.RONANI watched Maxine as she moved around the room. It was the next day. I was in her room and I had b
MAXINEIt was funny how easily Ronan was coming around to trusting me. He was still wary and I could see it in his eyes. I could see it when he looked at me. He was fighting against his better judgment, trying to decide if he should let his guard down.It’s exactly where I wanted him to be: standing on the edge, unsure if he should jump or hold back. Today, I decided to take things a step further. If I was going to make Ronan fall hopelessly, I had to show him the side of me that he couldn’t resist.I had to show him that I was soft, caring, and thoughtful. It was the side of me that would make him believe that I was the one person who could soothe the darkness that was in him. I knew exactly how to do it.I started my plan early the next morning. The sun was just beginning to rise but Ronan was already up, working in his study, as he often did. The man never seemed to rest.He was always focused on something. It was like he was always planning his next big move and he needed to work.
MAXINEI noticed the ones he stared at more while we walked through the garden. I knew the ones he would like. I carried it over to where he sat and handed it gently to him.He looked up, startled by my presence. “Maxine,” he said, “Once again. What are you doing here?”“I thought you might like these,” I said, gesturing to the flowers. “I’ve seen you looking at them differently when we walk through the garden.”He glanced at the flowers and then back at me, a smile on his lips. “You’re full of surprises today,” he said, putting down the book and picking up the flowers.“I like keeping you on your toes,” I replied with a grin.He chuckled, shaking his head slightly. “You’re doing a good job of it.” He said but then, there was a sad look on his face. “These were my mother's favorite flowers.”He'd never talked about his mother. It was always his father showing him brutality. I wanted to hear more about the woman who had birthed these two men.“Tell me about her,” I said, quietly, slidi
LIAMThey returned me to my cell on the ground. A day or so after the incident involving Maxine, guards entered my room and I was escorted back in chains.I thought it was going to go back to staying there until someone wanted to talk or gloat. I kept my distance from Kris and Varis. Nothing was going to change the fact that they had betrayed me.However, once again, they came to take me out for a walk. The outside world was a huge difference from the suffocating days in my cell. I listened to the rustling of the leaves and the chirping of the birds.I walked slowly, letting my eyes scan every detail and every person. I just wasn't expecting to see her out here as well. But, there she was.Maxine.She was in the garden with him. Ronan. Why was I always finding them? Were they taking me on a walk to see this?My stomach tightened and I took a few steps back, finding a tall oak tree to hide behind. From there, I watched. Kris and Varis stayed back, giving me curious looks after they not
MAXINE“I know I do,” he replied, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. I leaned into his touch.“Then don’t let me go, ever,” I said, just loud enough for Liam to hear. I knew he would hear. I wanted him to.Ronan’s grip on me tightened. “I won’t,” he promised.Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Liam stiffen. He was hurting, and I felt guilty. But I couldn’t let it show. I had to stay in control and keep playing this game. Because as much as it hurt, I knew this was the only way. It was the only way to survive and to get what I needed.Ronan's hand slid down to take mine. Again, I glanced back at Liam. I hoped he understood. I hoped he knew that this was for both of us. Even if it didn’t look like it now. Even if it hurt like hell.Because no matter what, I couldn’t afford to lose sight of the endgame. Not now. I was going to have a special place in hell for hurting these brothers.RONANI noticed him almost as soon as he stepped into the garden. Liam’s presence was like a storm
RONANI felt her relax and I took a deep breath. I knew Liam was still watching us closely but I didn’t care. This moment was mine. She was mine. At least, for now, and he had to know that.I turned slightly, keeping Maxine close enough, and caught sight of Liam in the corner of my eye. His face was hard and his jaw clenched tight.His eyes were dark, filled with anger and pain. I knew he was suffering and a part of me felt guilt. But another part of me felt satisfaction.He had his chance. He had his time with her. Now, it was mine. It was my time to get her.I met his gaze. I wanted him to see me. I wanted him to know that I wasn’t going to back down.I turned back to Maxine, cupping her face in my hands. “You’re safe with me,” I said, loud enough for Liam to hear. “You don’t have to look back.”She stayed with me, her hand resting on my chest, her fingers tracing the pattern of my shirt. I felt a small smile. I was winning. It was slow, but surely, I was winning.Liam might be watc