I didn't want his call or his text because what I wanted was his attention and him by my side, but he seemed too busy for that.Finally, he cleared his throat."Maya, I... I'm really sorry I wasn't there for you when all this news went viral. I knew I should have been by your side."I cut him off, "It's fine, Kingsley," I said, even though it wasn't really... but what else could I say? I was always the one that had the lower hand and too much to lose if everything went the wrong way while he could easily brush it off."Have you found the person who leaked it?""Carlos is on the warpath. He's hunting down whoever posted it. It's just... it's a mess.""Is there anything I can do to help?" Kingsley asked, his voice soft.I shook my head. "It's under control now. Well, as much as it can be."Another silence fell between us and I could feel the tension building between us, like a rubber band being stretched too tight and I nervously shifted my attention to the kids that were running around
His face was a mask of regret, but I couldn't bring myself to care. Not now. Not when his words were still ringing in my ears."I... I was angry. I know I shouldn't have said that and I'm very sorry for that," he stammered, reaching for me.I jerked away from his touch. "No, you shouldn't have. But you did. And you can't take it back.""Maya, please, let me explain. About earlier, at the park—""I told you, there's nothing to explain!" I snapped, my voice rising. "You made your choices. You chose to be with... whoever that is... on our engagement day. While I was dealing with my whole world falling apart!"Kingsley's eyes widened. "No, Maya, it wasn't like that. If you'd just listen—""Listen?" I laughed bitterly. "Kinglsey, I've done nothing but listen. I listened when you said you'd be there for me. I listened when you promised we'd face everything together. But where were you when I needed you most?"Tears flowed heavily down my face."I'm sorry," he said quietly. "I should have be
~~~ASHLEY'S POV~~~ My manicured nails dug into my palms as I watched that bitch mother on the livestream. Every word out of her fucking mouth made my blood boil as she sounded like nothing more than a bitch trying to get some cheap pity from the public. I was sure all she was saying was nothing but lies. The rumors are definitely true and she's trying to make them sympathize with her. Yes, I was the one that leaked it out. I wanted to give those two motherfuckers some engagement presents for what they did to me. That was why I did all that. I wouldn't have had to do that if perhaps Kingsley Bane hadn't done what he did to me but he dared to embarrass me, make me feel worthless, and belittle me in front of his friends and their useless bitches. Just because I was trying to make him see the true self of that bitch. Did he even think that I would just stay still without doing anything after what they both did to me? Hell no! In fact, I'm just getting started with them. But wha
His words hit me like a slap in the face, and my fists tightened into balls, my acrylic nails digging into my skin. I seethed with anger at hearing that name again—the name that had been making my life miserable over and over.How dare he mention her name in front of me?"Wasn't humiliating me in public enough?" I choked out, fighting back tears. "Aren't you satisfied with cheating on me and making me a laughing stock? Now you even have to do it in our own home? Why? Lance, why do you keep tormenting me like this? What else have I done wrong except loving you with all my heart, and you keep breaking it!"Lance's face was cold, cruel, completely devoid of emotion despite my emotional outburst. It broke my heart to see him like this. He had changed from the man I dated and fell in love with in college.Back then, my Lance would never do anything to make me sad or let me cry, but now all he seemed to want was to hurt me. It seemed he derived joy from seeing me cry my heart out."You shou
My legs felt like jelly as I approached an old industrial building which was tucked away in the part of the city which I barely venture into. Each step that I took was a battle against my instincts, which was screaming at me to turn and flee. But the image of my father's face if he ever found out what I'd done... that was even more terrifying than whatever awaited me here.The Roderigos already found out that I was the one behind and right now Bill is on their custody. I didn't come here because of saving him but because of saving my own skin as I knew the power in their hands over my family.I clearly took care of things neatly on my own ends and has no idea that Bill would do a shady work and even mentioned my name when he was caught. How dare he do this do me! After having even paying him with my own body.As I climbed into stairs, going to the first floor, my heart pounded so hard that I could feel it in my throat, threatening to choke me. Sweat trickled down my spine, making my
~~~ LANCE'S POV~~~ I drummed my fingers on the steering wheel as I drove to my company. I didn't allow the driver to drive me as I was going to stop somewhere which I didn't want anyone to know about. Earlier, I intentionally lied to Ashley that I was chasing after Ariel to make her feel pain and jealousy because from now on, I don't think she would be able to enjoy this marriage again, not after I found out everything that she had done to me. She wanted this marriage desperately and I'm going to continue giving it to her. But why exactly do I have the feeling that she has something to do with how Maya's mother's surrogacy went viral? I don't really know, but I just have that feeling. Now thinking about Maya, I wonder if she was alright with everything that has happened, especially when her mother collapsed. I could imagine the worried expression on her face at that moment as I had seen it once before. My mind drifted back to a few weeks after our marriage. I got hit by a
I felt a little disappointed to hear her say that and maybe it was because I was thinking about something impossible when I clearly knew that Maya could not have given birth to her, but it was just their striking resemblance that made me curious. I picked up my hamburger and also began to eat, checking the time. It was almost closing hours and I was sure her mother would soon come and pick her up. I need to take her back to school. "But do you usually cry whenever someone calls you Mr. Lance?" "Huh?" "I mean, if I call you Mr. Lance, are you going to cry?" She asked again and I almost laughed at her question. "Of course not! Why would I cry because you call me by my name?" I arched my brow as I saw a sad look on her face. "Did something happen?" "It... it's just that whenever I call Miss..." "Bella!" I heard her name being called, which interrupted what she was about to say. Both of us turned towards the voice that was calling Bella's name, and my eyes landed on a young
~~~MAYA'S POV~~~I gazed into Kingsley's eyes as he tried to reconcile with me. For the past two days, he had always texted me every hour, telling me what he had realized and the reason why he still wanted us. It's quite funny seeing my phone beep every time and it was always his message.All I could see on his face now was a mask of regret, his usually confident expression was now replaced by an almost boyish vulnerability as he stood before me, apologizing."Maya, I... I'm so sorry," Kingsley said, his voice barely above a whisper. "The way I acted last time, the things I said... I’ve realized I was a complete ass and in the little time we stayed apart, I’ve realized so many things, which I will definitely and boldly say: 'I want us.'"I couldn't help but smile a little as I watched him make his confession. It was rare to see the one and only Kingsley Bane, who was used to getting his way and never apologized to anyone, squirm like this before me."Go on," I teased, raising an eyebr
~~~MIA’S POV~~~Standing in a quiet corner of one of the biggest club here, I sipped my drink, watching Maya moving her waist to the rhythm of the music. Her ass was pressed against Lance’s lower region as she tweaked her waist seductively. Lance's hands rested firmly on her waist while she rolled her hips against him, lost in the moment.I really do admire them and I remember that just a few years ago, Maya wouldn’t have even stood up from her seat at a club, let alone danced this freely. She used to be stiff, shy, and nervous. But now… she was different.Stronger.And happier.All because she has it all now. Everything she wanted. And I won't lie—I’m a bit jealous.A soft smile crept onto my lips as I marveled at the fact that I could even be among people like this. People who were far above my class.I took another sip of my drink, feeling a familiar weight settle in my chest. When I met Maya six years ago, I used to envy her. I thought she was greedy and ungrateful for the life he
I hit the glass again, harder this time. “Open this damn thing and come face me! I’ll kill you, you lying piece of—”She tilted her head back. “Oh, I thought it was. If I had known it wasn’t, I would have gotten something good for you on my way here. Poor you.”“Hey, just come in here and let’s see if you can still run your mouth without your big bodyguards with you! I dare you to come here, you bitch!”“Enough!” one of the guards barked. “Unless you want to be dragged back to your cell, step away from the glass.”I gritted my teeth, my breath heavy with rage but I didn’t want to give the bitch the satisfaction of watching me get thrown out like some wild animal. So I took a step back and inhaled deeply, then turned around, shaking my head.“I don’t have time for this,” I muttered. “I don’t even want to see her face again. Next time she comes, decline her visit. But I’m sure I’ll be out by then.”I was about to leave for my cell when her voice stopped me.“Do you really think you’re g
~~~ASHLEY’S POV~~~I sat on the cold, hard floor of the prison cell with my back leaning against the rough concrete wall. Never in my life did I ever think I would end up in a place filled with people like this.I had only been here for a few days, yet I already hated everything about this place. The food was trash, the people were worse and the bed was nothing but a thin, stinking mattress.I, Ashley Miller, the once queen of all, had now become someone who was framed for something she didn't do.I sighed heavily.Couldn't really blame anyone but my own stupidity for trusting that bitch.Well, it wouldn't be that long before I got out of here as Lance already promised me that..."Hey, new girl," a voice pulled me out of my thoughts, and I raised my head only to see the leader of this cell.Fuck! I had been trying to stay out of their way for a while, but I had no idea today would be the day she would pick on me.She sneered. "Looks too clean for my liking. Come here and scratch my ba
I was more than shocked to see him like this. Lance was on his knees, holding up a ring and looking right at me, asking me to marry him again. His eyes were deep and filled with something I couldn’t explain. My heart started beating fast as I definitely remember that it wasn't that long that the two of us had an argument and he didn't really show any signs that he would do this. I was even angry at him thinking that…Oh God, Maya, can you just breathe?The loud gasps and excited whispers around me snapped me back, and I finally noticed the crowd. People had their phones up, cameras flashing from every direction. I felt trapped, not sure of the decision I was supposed to make.I turned back to Lance, still surprised and obviously I didn't really know what to say and then I looked upstairs only to see father and uncle looking at me while my dad was smiling, nodding at me like this was all part of some perfect plan. Like I was supposed to just say yes and go along with it.But how could
"You... you are the worst father on this earth. Is this your idea of being a father? Taking the blame for her? Do you even know what she did to me? How she tried to kill me multiple times? And yet, you dare to get on your filthy knees and beg for her forgiveness. You must be joking.”His head snapped up at that and I could see his eyes flickering with shock and regret, showing that he had no idea about that part."Oh you didn’t know, did you? That she was the one behind the chandelier falling? That she was also the one who gave the order for me to be kidnapped and killed during the board meeting?" I pressed, and he fell to the ground in shock.I couldn't help but let out an unbelievable chuckle. "It's so surprising that you really had no idea what your own child is capable of. So now that you are aware of everything, are you still going to defend her?!! Are you still going to make excuses for her and take the blame?!!"Carlos opened his mouth to talk. I didn't know whether he wanted t
Lance’s brows furrowed. "Maya, that’s not it—""Then what is it?" I cut him off, my chest tightening with every word. "Because right now, it really does feel like it. It feels like you’re more worried about your ex-wife than the woman standing right in front of you!""Maya, stop. That’s not what this is about," Lance said firmly. "I love you.""Do you?" I shot back, my tone cracking.It really hurt to still see him like this and I hate what he’s making me feel.Lance shook his head, stepping closer but I took a step back.I bit my lip, forcing down the lump in my throat. "Lance, it all makes sense, and I am not really that angry. Instead, I am trying to understand you—that you can’t easily let go of a woman whom you have been in love with for almost half your life and even married for five years, while you’ve only been with me for a few years." My voice wavered, but I held his gaze. "I get it, Lance. I really do. That you can’t just erase all those years, all those memories, overnight
~~~MAYA'S POV~~~With my fingers wrapped around the delicate stem of a wine glass, I walked through the bustling room, greeting guests who were here to celebrate my father's release. He was released two days ago, and we had thrown a party for him, inviting friends and family who did not deserve to be here, as they were not there for him when he needed them most.But my father wasn't bothered by their betrayal and still insisted on inviting them. Seeing their pretentious faces made me want to vomit, and some even lied, saying that they tried so much to prove his innocence.Oh gosh. Their words make me sick.As my eyes landed on my parents, who stood a few feet across from me, a smile graced my face. I could hear my mother’s laughter blending into the soft hum of music, her hand resting on my father’s arm. I was so happy to see her like this again after almost thinking that I would lose her. And my father, who held Bella in his other arm, was also happy, a bright smile on his face.The
~~~LANCE'S POV~~~Ashley’s screams echoed through the air as the cops dragged her away. She fought against their grip, twisting, turning, and doing everything she could to break free. Her wide, tear-filled eyes locked onto mine, desperation spilling from them like a broken dam.“Lance! Lance, please!” Her voice cracked. “You know I didn’t do this! Please believe me!”I clenched my fists as I watched her being taken away.Love? No. That was long gone.But watching her like this… I won’t lie, it did something to me, something that made my heart ache for her. Yes, I hated her. I hated her for every lie, every dirty thing she ever pulled and did to me and Maya.But did she deserve this? To be dragged off like some criminal for something she didn’t do while the real culprit was still out there acting like she was innocent?I didn’t know what to say or what to do.She broke free from the cops’ grasp and ran to me. Her hands, which were cuffed together, grabbed my left hand, while she looked
FLASHBACKThat bitch! She dares hang up on me!Wrapping my arm around my body to shake off the cold, I cursed under my breath as Maya ended the call before letting me talk to Lance. She was talking as if she was some kind of automatic network agent.shit.I really needed Lance’s help as I just kept having this horrible feeling that someone was following me—watching me for days now.I knew Lance might be hesitant to help me but If I told him what I overheard the other day, maybe he’d offer me protection in exchange. But that bitch just wouldn’t let me talk to him.From my findings, I knew they were in Miami. Maybe I just needed to go there myself and find him. That bitch was in the way, but I knew Lance. If he heard that I was in danger because I found out that someone is after him, he definitely wouldn’t turn me away.He still loved me. I knew it.The cold night air nipped at my skin as I stepped out of the call booth, my mind racing with thoughts of how to get to Miami as soon as po