MAEVE "It amazes me that you hold a glass containing alcohol at this hour of the morning." I was seated by the windowsill, watching as Maruska directed the moving of my belongings. It was a dare sight to watch as he was rarely ever speaking to anyone apart from Yuri, when it was needed. Lifting his gaze to me, the side of his lip curled into a crooked smile. "Don't worry, I'm just rehydrating." "Such a self-destructive habit." I ticked my tongue and looked back out of the window. It was a beautiful morning, a rarity I hadn't experienced in months and didn't believe I would be experiencing now. Birds chirped in trees, jumping happily from one branch to the other as they went. I watched in fascination, smiling when a bird lost its balance. It was rare also. As rare as this beautiful morning and I relish it. I didn't feel like I was in captivity, right now. Maruska already made it clear that I could leave and I noticed the new guards watching this house were le
MAEVE Maruska lifted his gaze to me, a slow smile spreading across his lips as he took me in. I stood there, dazed. Why was he smiling like I was the second sunshine he had seen this morning? It made me feel really self-conscious. Why was he smiling? Did I have something in my hair? Or on my face? "Why are you smiling?" I asked after taking my seat and seeing he was still smiling. "I don't know," He replied. "Let's forget about that and drink to a good day today," He pulled out a wine bottle from the bucket. This was one different from the one we'd drank that night. There was a champagne flute seated before me and I picked it. "Why is it something we should drink to?" I asked but I still tipped my cup at him. He chuckled. "It's mundane but I want to do it," I shrugged. "Okay, then," We clinked glasses and drank to a good day. It was amusing but the taste of the wine took my mind from it. It had a silky texture and it tasted like grape vines and ap
MARUSKA As usual, I'd been invited to Marina's re-opening party. After she'd things out with local authorities- more like bribed them with a huge amount of money, her business was now open once again. I knew she also paid a huge sum of money to keep the news from spreading far and wide. She had her ways for that and honestly, that was one of the perks I enjoyed. She was self-sufficient and an independent woman. She didn't need me for almost anything and that was the peace I needed. It would have been worse if she was demanding everything. So this was my way of honoring her. I was going to go there, even if I was deeply against what she was doing. Most of the time, I acted like I didn't care, but deep down, thinking about everything she did and how it felt so wrong made me feel uneasy and extremely guilty. Guilt was a long-gone concept for me. But each time I stood beside Marina, I felt drenched in it. The car door opened and I stepped out, nodding at Yur
MAEVE I sat in bed this morning, staring into space. My head was filled with a plethora of thoughts, mostly from last night's ordeal with Maruska. I shuddered as waves and waves of intense memories and flashbacks hit me. Running my fingers through my hair, I contemplated one thought. Was it a mistake? Did I make a mistake by letting my desires control my reaction? I should have steered clear of him. The fact that he had asked me to move into his room wasn't supposed to give him such access to me and I fucking hated myself for allowing that to happen. I mean, I might have enjoyed it a little more than I should have, which wasn't new when it came to him, guilt settled at the pit of my belly. He had a wife. And the only reason I'd ever agreed to do this was all thanks to the fact that she permitted me to sleep with him. But now, I was nothing less than a mistress. A concubine placed in his room to satisfy his desires. I shook off the logical tho
MARUSKA The shock on her face sparked amusement in me. I loved the way her eyes crinkled at the corners as confusion flooded her face. Her eyes were a sheer amber color. It looked unreal, like something I'd never seen. And up close, it was even more alien. I fought back the urge to brush back her hair and tell her she had beautiful eyes. She was shocked enough today. I could postpone it to some other day. I knew why she was tired. After she'd begged me to fuck her over and over again last night because she enjoyed every orgasm I gave her. But she wasn't going to admit to that. It was cute and funny at the same time. "Take off your clothes," I repeated. "I can't do that," She replied and tried to get off me. My fingers sank into her waist as I held her down from moving. "I don't want to." "Why?" I asked, my brows raised in amusement. "Scared I'd do something to harm you?" "You would never harm me, you've had the chance to and you didn't." The con
MARUSKA She was asleep now. I watched her, a small smile on my face. Brushing her hair back, I stared at her so intently. I noticed the little specks on her face. They were freckles dotted around her nose, but lighter and almost nonexistent. I wouldn't have noticed those marks if I hadn't started so hard at her. My eyes traveled down her naked body. Gods, the sheer beauty of her skin. She was soft and strong in the right places. I found myself tracing lines down her belly and when she turned on her belly, I laughed. It soon dissipated when I saw the scars on her back. I frowned. Scars? Why did I not see these while massaging her? I sighed when I remembered I'd been deeply distracted by her peachy butt that I didn't even notice anything. These scars looked really old. Like she'd gotten them several years ago because they were now thin white lines like stretch marks. I traced my fingers over them, realizing they were less bumpy. That was why I didn't not
MARUSKA I didn't know what I enjoyed more. The meal I was eating or the fact that Maeve kept avoiding eye contact. She could barely look at my face. Even when I bored my eyes into her skin, she didn't shift. Even when I coughed, she didn't look up. Of course, I knew she was confused. She was still yet to understand why I went from being cold to being so warm to her. I intended on suffocating her with it and as threatening as that might sound if I said it out loud, I didn't mean it that way for real. Something had stirred inside of me the moment I found out she was pregnant. It was like a primal need to protect my own, including her and my child. Our child, to put it rightly. I nearly went crazy when I found out she was pregnant and when I was informed that she had somehow slipped away, I knew I had to find her no matter what it took. Fuck. I'd never felt this way before. It wasn't love or other nasty emotions that made you a weak man. This one
MAEVE "Shhh," he whispered. "No more talks about her." He had pulled away and pressed his finger into my lips, staring into my eyes with so much ardor, like I was a piece of art. "But she's your wife and this, it doesn't feel right." His eyes traveled down my body, and as they did, his fingers followed and he traced lines down my collarbone, causing me to stiffen in response. "You're overthinking this." "I'm not..." He had pulled away, leaving me empty. I felt myself drawing close to him. Tilting his head to the side, he regarded me with a soft smile of concern. "Do you want us to do this?" I shrugged. "It's not like I have an option." If he was angry at that statement I made, he didn't show it. Instead, he cupped my face with both his hands, staring at me like he was boring his eyes into my soul. "You don't have to do it if you don't want to. I am not forcing you. I know I might have given you that impression in the past, but I assure you,
MAEVE His entrance was slow at first. He held onto my head and began to thrust in and out of me like he had control over every part of me. "Yes, yes," He moaned. "I love how perfect your lips look around my cock. So so fucking perfect. I love fucking your pussy. Do you know how good you feel?" "We already did this, Maruska," I sighed, looking up at him. He nodded. "Just for a little bit. The first time was magical. Where did you learn how to do this?" I could barely respond. He kept going and pulled out suddenly before bringing me to my knees. This time, I had the advantage to bob my head forward and backward but he didn't let me finish. He lifted me off the floor with ease and tossed me into the bed before pulling me towards him. His entrance was unexpected and fast. The mix of his length stretching me plus the hint of mint and ice on my skin made it a slightly painful combination which I somehow liked. He took off the gag and grabbed me by the chin, pul
MAEVE "What are you doing, Maruska?" I asked as I turned to face him. My eyes widened when I saw the BDSM tools he had come along with. "Maruska," I whispered. "I've never done this." "There's always a first time." He replied and pulled me towards him. Picking the nipple clamp, he loosened it and began sucking my nipples till they were hard. He clamped it around my nipple and I cried out, nearly grabbing after him. But he stepped back and turned me behind to face him again. "I won't show you any mercy, Maeve. Don't think I'd stop either." I'd never imagined being tied up and restricted in this manner. Though my friends had talked about enjoying BDSM, it was new to me. It was new, exciting, and scary at the same time. Although I wasn't worried about my baby bump because Maruska was being extra careful with handling me. I had no idea how he was able to rough handle me softly but I enjoyed it. I fucking did. Maruska had tied me up, and he seemed to enjoy torturing m
Maruska Today had been a plethora of activities I didn't even want to think about. We were drawing close to getting Marina apprehended and even if Venovic hadn't given a response to the email I sent to him, I had high hopes that he was going to give a response soon enough. All I needed was patience. And yesterday, when I had gotten the strangest reply ever, I didn't know at first that it was from Venovic. He had sent a spy and made sure the spy was caught and when it dawned on me later that this was him saying yes to the deal, I was more than happy. Fucking happy. And also wary as Venovic had proven yet again how fucking smart he could be. Like c'mon, he'd send a spy who put himself in the position to be caught. I had to give him his fucking flowers. And after that had been dealt with, I felt like myself again. The tension subsided and I found myself stable enough to need Maeve. I'd been an asshole to her. I remembered the look of excitement on her face whe
MAEVE I was successful in slipping into my room without getting caught. Once I shut the door behind me, I leaned against it, wondering what I had just witnessed. Maruska was putting his hands on someone. I mean, it was quite obvious but for what reason? I could go on pretending not to be aware of what the hell was happening but right now, I wasn't sure I could do that. In fact, I wasn't sure I could do that anymore. I wanted to know what was happening because I'd been kept in the dark for too long and it wasn't fair in any fucking way. A knock on the door had me jolting out of my thoughts and making my way towards the door. I stood there and took a few deep breaths, knowing fully well that this was Maruska knocking on the door. I wondered what punishment he had for me, in case he had seen me. My fingers curled around the door knob and I pulled it open. "You're not asleep," He said and took a step into the room. I backed away from him, standing to
MAEVE Last night had been a mix of amusing and absolutely annoying because why the hell had he been a bit nice before he bit me with his words? He'd been acting strange since he returned last night and thankfully, I didn't think too much of it. I decided to believe he was having a really bad day. I was glad that he hadn't followed me to bed so I just watched a movie till I fell asleep. I woke up to my face on the screen of my phone and sunlight was pouring into my room. Squinting, I shielded my face and turned to the other side, yawning as I slipped out of my bed. I walked to the window with the intent of pulling the drapes close. I hated too much light. Alesya must have pulled the drapes open while I was out. But when I got to the window, I was stopped when I saw a familiar body moving through the pool. I squinted towards the pool, eyes widening when the swimmer stepped out of the pool. Maruska. It was illegal for anyone to look that hot and I wond
Maruska I felt her before I saw her and the urge to smell her rushed through me. I couldn't control myself. Immediately I saw her wearing that dress and looking sumptuous, all I wanted to do was touch her, inhale her heady scent. These past few days of running around and fishing for information from nearly every source ad been really shitty. Nothing seemed to please me right now and I was neck deep into work. And while I did these, I realized that somehow, I was starting to slowly obsess over her and it was scary. Fucking scary. I had immersed myself in work, hoping I would forget about her in a day or so. But it was impossible. At every waking moment, all I thought about was her; the smile, the twinkle in her eyes, and my child. I found myself wanting to know everything about her past. I thought the ones I knew were enough but it was only a scratch on the surface of the life she had experienced and I wanted to know more. I really wanted to. I was the least
MAEVE Well, today ended on a good note. Yuri drove us to the Italian restaurant and booked us a table. He had offered me just a seat, asking me to order whatever I wanted so he could leave the card with the cashier and wait in the car. It felt odd, to be honest. One, I didn't want to be alone in this exotic restaurant and two, it made no sense that he would stand outside and wait for me. Maruska wasn't here for him to do that and I wanted to have a conversation with someone. I knew Yuri wasn't the type that talked or regarded me more than Maruska's mistress, but still, I believed I could break through his ice. Well, I disagreed. I couldn't sit here alone. Not when it had a lot of people. Now that I thought about it properly, I had a little dose of social anxiety. Why couldn't I just sit without tapping my feet on the floors or playing with my fingers? I decided that I couldn't sit alone so I pushed back my seat and walked over to where Yuri stood before the coun
MARUSKA Yuri left minutes ago to be with Maeve. He was the only one whom I was sure she felt comfortable around and if I didn't want her having any suspicions, Yuri had to be there. I loved having him at meetings like these because he always had something insightful to chip in, but I could do without him for just one day, Thankfully, all members had arrived, including Cedric who was our secret informant. As soon as I walked in, they all rose to their feet and bowed in respect. Cedric left his seat and came to shake hands with me. Although I wasn't interested in the boastful display of familiarity, I still shook hands with him. There was no need for anything else as I was more interested in getting this meeting over with. I slipped my phone out of my pocket and quickly sent a text to Maeve, who I was sure would be worried about my whereabouts, not because she cared but because she was scared. She didn't reply to the text I sent to her. I didn't bother checking i
MARUSKA Things were finally coming together. Although I wasn't sure what it was going to be for Maeve and me, I was sure as hell that I wanted to bring Marina down. And I'd been threading carefully as I knew how dangerous it could be when it came to her. She was the daughter of a top politician in the country and messing with her was the last thing I wanted to do. So I was going to operate in the shadows. Yuri had sent spies after the stripper Marina employed. That night, she had successfully seduced three of my men. And it was three because she couldn't seem to get them to succumb to her temptation. Well, Omar fell for her whims but it was only because he knew what she was after. Maeve stirred beside me and I looked at her, a small smile spreading on my face. I hated that I had to move her around but it looked like she was having fun and she seemed rather relaxed. My eyes darted to her belly. It was starting to push out. A small pouch that had my-our chil