MAEVE We finally arrived home and I noticed my body relax. I relaxed so badly that I almost fell asleep again. But I was hungry. It was a hunger I couldn't even fight. I turned to Maruska, my chin wobbling as I fought the urge to tell him I was hungry. I didn't want to come off as a big eater, but the baby was literally asking me to eat! Ugh! "I'd like to have another meal," I said to Katarina as soon as we got in. She nodded immediately and I noticed she stalled the excitement and the questions she had before she ran into the kitchen. Thankfully, Maruska was on a call so I snuck away from him and made my way into the kitchen, hoping he'd been too carried away to hear my hungry whines. Katarina later arrived with a huge bowl filled with vegetable salad and a large lamb rub. I stared at it, eyes wide in surprise before I looked up at her. "I am not sure I can finish this," I muttered. "You need it for the baby," She smiled. "And no, you're never eati
THIRD PERSON POV A dark-haired lady, wearing a skimpy red dress, and a pair of black Jimmy Choos, pushed past a crowd of drunk sweaty people, dancing and frolicking against the messy floors. Strobe lights danced around the room. A drunken man stood in her way, smiling widely like a predator, wrapping his arms around her waist, he proceeded to speak with his alcohol-filled breath. "My, don't you look sexy tonight?" Zena was really not in the mood to politely ask a stranger to let her be so she pushed him to the side and he crashed to the floor. Gasps were heard around but she didn't care at this point. She made a beeline for the bar and slipped into a stool, smiling at the bartender whose skin was marked with so many tattoos. He smiled at her. "What would you be having, pretty lady?" She smiled back at him, slipping her burgundy manicured nails into her painted lips. "I'd have bloody Mary, thanks." "Target in sight." She spoke into the one-way voice li
MARUSKA It amazed me how much power Marina thought she had. Of course, she was in control of a whole lot of things. She was powerful. Respected by nearly everyone who knew her and what she was capable of. A ton of that respect came from the fact that she was married to me and I believed she constantly forgot how much power I could wield too. I knew what she was capable of so I made sure I had spies following after not only her, but the people who worked for her. Yuri had gathered a group of well-trained spies and made them into a powerful team and each time Marina made a move, there was always someone lurking in the shadows, someone who worked for her to update me on everything that was going on. A knock on the door had me tearing my gaze off the paperwork I was going through and when I saw Yuri standing there, I knew there was news. "Has she been captured?" I asked. "Not yet," He replied. "But she is under close watch. I asked the men to leave her fo
MAEVE Dinner was the last thing I expected to be getting ready for this evening. All I'd wanted after having a fun chat with Katarina was to fall asleep. But now, I had to get dressed for a date. "You're so lucky," Katarina laughed when I grumbled. "I just want to sleep. I am tired." "At least work isn't making you tired. You're tired because you don't want to go for a really nice dinner date with Maruska because you want to sleep." I groaned in exasperation. She was right, but whatever for real. There was an array of dresses waiting to be tried out on the bed and I looked down at it, my eyes scanning each dark shade and wondering which would suit me. "Can we try the burgundy dress? I think it's the one I prefer amongst them all." "Alright. We will try that." She smiled at me and made her way towards the bed before picking it up. After giving it a scrutinizing look and nodding in approval, she made her way towards me and helped me with it. My
MARCEL'S POV I watched Maeve sipped at her wine with so much daintiness and it had me wondering if she was born with a silver spoon. The way she paused for a while to let the wine sink into her taste buds felt like she had been wine-tasting for years. "You look like you come from old money," She was about to take another sip when I made that statement and she stopped midair, staring at me. "No," She laughed. "Why did you say that?" I shrugged. "The way you taste the wine. With painstaking carefulness." She shook her head. "I do not come from old wealth. My mother was able to make a bit of fortune during her young days and she loved wines and would drink with me, teaching me to know the difference between one taste to another," I nodded. "I think I like her. Wine lovers. I'd love to meet her someday," I noticed how her face immediately tightened. Her smile faltered and she placed the champagne flute on the table gently before sighing and pushing her hair to
MAEVE The night was soon over, sadly. After Maruska made me taste his famous wine, we had dessert before he got an important call and said he had to leave. When we finally arrived at the mansion, I was too tired to walk on my own. Maruska surprised me by lifting me into the air and taking me all the way up the steps. I didn't really know what happened after because I fell asleep on the way. My eyes fluttered open and I stared right into a ceiling that looked like it was in my room but not in my room. The first thing I noticed was the dark accentuations of literally everything in here, save for the fee dashes of bright colors here and there. I was in Maruska's room. I was about to panic but I then remembered everything that happened last night. Or a few hours ago even. It was all me. I glanced to my side where he slept shirtless. My eyes roved over his body, taking in the outlines of his sculpted back. He seemed to be sleeping quite nicely as opposed to when
MAEVE The next morning, I woke up with a smile and a deep conviction. At the sound of a knock on my door, I slipped out of my bed and crossed over to the door, twisting the brazen knob and pulling the door open in the process. Two women who I didn't recognize stood by the door, each with boxes and printed bags in their hands, their lips wide with smiles. "Uhm, hello." My voice came out in a soft whisper and I pulled the door wide enough for them both to walk in with the boxes. "We have been asked to dress you up." The first woman spoke as she placed her own boxes on the bed. "By who?" I asked, even if I knew only one person who could do this. "Mr Romanovich," the second replied. I stood there, watching as the women pulled the boxes open. A few were pushed to the side so a large box could be placed on my bed. It was pulled open and sitting pretty in that box was a silken ivory dress, sewn with silver threads and intricately patterned with glittery stones. It must have b
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
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