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 I couldn't shake off the feeling that everything was moving too fast. It didn't feel real. The guilt I'd woken up with that morning lingered, and I didn't think I was ready for anything else. All I wanted was to remain in bed, cradled under the sheets and sleeping, to digest everything fully and make my own choices. "Is something wrong?" Katarina asked as she packed my bag. Hun "Not at all," I smiled again. "Do you have any idea where this would be?" She shook her head. "No. But you're going to enjoy yourself. His jet arrived in the early hours of this morning and is waiting at the rooftop for takeoff. You were supposed to leave about an hour ago, but he asked me not to disturb you until you were fully rested." That was so sweet. I could literally feel my heart melting at his thoughtfulness. Now, I didn't even know how to say no because I'd feel bad for turning his request down. "I'm just waking up, sorry. I am usually disoriented when I wake up. I wa
MAEVE "An island?" I asked as soon as we stepped onto the tarmac. It sprawled over us, a great expanse of land over the area and a large body of water and rocks on the other side of the coast. Maruska had his arm around my waist as he led us towards the car waiting at the other side of the tarmac. "Yes. An island." "Don't tell me you own it." "I'm sorry but I do." He spoke, his voice laced with amusement. "And why do you look like you're on another planet?" "Because it feels like it!" I exclaimed. "Look at everything. The land, the water, the island. It's all yours. You're rich and it's scary." "I don't think that's the scary thing about me." "Whatever it is, I don't think it's as scary as you being rich enough to own an island." "Not one. Six." "Six," I muttered. I was rattled and it drove him into laughter. "Amazing." "C'mon, we have to get to my house and have us changed. There's a cruise going over to the other side of the water in an hour
MAEVE There is always a sense of heightened awareness that overcomes me whenever he's around me and when he touches me, it becomes something more intense, like I am about to explode. We're standing alone in what is to be our designated room for our whole stay here, his hand on my waist and his eyes boring into mine and pulling me into him. Flattening my palm against his chest, I feel the need to be closer to him consume me. He draws me in, his eyes not faltering as he takes me in. He takes his time, stroking my skin with his finger and sliding his free hand into my hair. Leaning down, he takes my lips on his, softly gliding and enjoying whatever my lips have to give. He lets out a moan and pulls me into a rib-crushing hug, wrapping his free arm around my waist and snaking his hand down to my buttock and gripping it right. He begins to knead, his breath hot and intense against my cheek as he deepens his kiss. He's taking full control. He's not letting me do anyth
MAEVE Caresses and soft kisses filled the air. Fingers dug into skin, and smooth silky hair was gently stroked. Moans, grunts, hisses, and naughty phrases escaped our lips. Legs entwined, tangled under sheets. All these combined to release several hormones that contributed to my orgasm. We were yet to start, but I already had my first orgasm, and I could feel another one coming as Maruska worked his fingers on my clit. I lay in bed, naked and vulnerable. I had no control or power over myself, having surrendered it all to Maruska. His lips returned to my core, lapping up the wetness that had built up over the time he'd been concentrating on another part of my body. "You taste so good," He sighed. "I want to keep getting you wet and just lapping up your sweet-smelling juices for the rest of today, but that would tire you out and make things really boring for you." He didn't even wait for me to speak before diving back in. My fingers gripped the sheet. "Marusk
MAEVE Maruska suggested we head over to the bitch two hours after we slept. The sun was slowly going down and turning golden and the sea from where I stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows looked really beautiful. A one-piece swimsuit had arrived later, much to my surprise. Right now, I wasn't the most confident person as pregnancy was starting to change my body. Once again, I felt like a young college student with terrible low self-esteem. I stood before Maruska, wearing a one-piece swimsuit covered with a mesh gown that barely covered my buttocks. I didn't understand why he liked it on me when I didn't. Maruska leaned against the wooden frame near the bed, regarding me with interest. His eyes traveled down my almost naked body, taking me in and nodding in approval. But he had no idea that the Maeve standing before him was the Maeve who was from college. I had always admired women with the confidence to pull off revealing outfits. I envied their carefree atti
MAEVE Another reason I could tell them apart was their skin tones. The tourists seemed to either have extremely white skin that hadn't been scorched and baked under the sun or sunburns around their bodies, one not even sunscreen could protect. The locals had beautiful tan and olive skin, and most of the men were shirtless, wearing just a pair of cargo shorts hanging around their waists. It felt like summer in high school. You know those movies where the main character girl falls in love with a boy from the tropics, leaves once summer is over, and never sees him forever? Yeah, it felt like that right then. Maruska caught me staring and cleared his throat before placing his hand on the small of my back and leading me toward the counter. Kitchen utensils ranging from pans, pots, plates, and spoons of different sizes hung off the wooden frame above our heads. On the shelves behind the wooden counter were several large plates and bottled containers containing spices and
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