~~~LANCE'S POV~~~Standing in the middle of the room, I watched Maya walk arm in arm with Kingsley. My heart caught in my throat as her radiant smile shone brighter than I'd seen in years and If memory serves me right, the last time I saw that smile on her face was on our wedding day, as she walked down the aisle.That smile used to be only for me but now, seeing it directed at another man sent waves of conflicting emotions through me.I could barely describe how I felt right now. But I was damn sure the unending pain in my chest was from heartbreak. Now I wished I'd never come here as I realized the reaskn why he'd sent me the invitation card in the first place Yesterday, I got a personal invitation from Kingsley Bane's secretary, saying he was moved by the advice I gave him that other day and wanted me here today.Now, with all this I was seeing, I knew he'd planned it all. I already guessed he must've also known about Maya and me since our last chat in the restroom but telling me
I stepped out of the bathroom, the towel hanging loosely around my neck as I rubbed my damp hair. The cool air hit my skin, but my attention was quickly drawn to the figure sitting on the edge of the bed with her gaze fixed on me. It was Maya.At first, her mouth was wide open, taking in every inch of my body and I wondered if this was the first time she had ever seen a man in just a towel. But when she met my eyes, her attention snapped back to reality and she quickly lowered her head.Now, she looked a bit nervous, her hands fidgeting with the hem of the red nightgown she wore.Oh, fuck! Not this, Morgan.My fist clenched around the towel as I recognized the nightgown and I didn’t even need to be told as it was obvious that it didn’t belong to her.The night wear she was wearing was too tight, pressing against her body and she seemed to be struggling to breathe comfortably in it. If I could remember correctly, his red gown belonged to Ashley as I was the one who personally bought i
I pulled back immediately as I was completely stunned by her words. “Your first time?” I asked again, my voice barely a whisper as I wasn’t really sure if I had heard her right.Maya nodded her head gently, confirming my question and I could see her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. Slowly, she turned under me and grabbed the duvet, trying to cover herself while I stared at her in disbelief, struggling to process her confession again and again.Virgins? In this day and age? I didn’t even meet Ashley as one so meeting her as one was quite a surprise. It seemed almost unreal. Fuck! Why are there so many innocent thing about her? She's really one rare girl.Now, I didn’t even know what to do as a part of me thought I should stop and back off from the innocent soul that was right in front of me and the other part of me really do want her.But I didn't think I could be gentle with her especially being her first time. I was sure this would create a bad memories for her, so I decided
~~~MAYA'S POV~~~~I stood in the grand hall with many faces all around me, each one was a testament to the power and influence of the Roderigo name. With a bright smile on my face with my hand rested lightly on my chest, I bowed my head slightly to another guest.Suddenly, I felt the presence of someome by my side and on turning, it was my mom, who also had a bright smile on her face. She wrapped her hamd around my arm, as we surveyed the room together."Congratulations, my dear," she said, her voice low and proud. “You've done well."“It's all thanks to you, Mother. And also father." I replied, not feeling any gratitude in my tone and she stopped at her track which also made me also but her hand was still wrapped around my arm.Then her gaze scanned the room, sweeping over the politicians, celebrities and business moguls who had flocked here to witness the joining of two powerful families in LA.“Maya," she began, her eyes scanning the crowd, "I want you to know that I've never regr
I stood at the top of the grand staircase, watching fancy cars pull up to the mansion. My hands were clenched tight, and my heart pounded so hard that I thought it might burst out of my chest at any moment. But I knew I had to keep it together because today, I'd be in the hot seat for sure. The news had already caused so much trouble that the whole Roderigo family flew back to LA for an emergency meeting. The funniest part was that none of them was available for my engagement party claiming they are too busy and would make it to the wedding but here they were, finally seeing something to nag about. Mom was still in a coma since yesterday, and I was still scared to death she that something might go wrong with her. This shock must've been too much for her to handle. I let out a heavy sigh. I knew the family coming together would solve everything but I was sure that my cousins would definitely attack me first, trying to pin the blame on me. That's how they always are as we never r
As I finished, there was a complete silent and I could see a tug of smile at the corner of my father's face. Each them looked at themselves like they were having a silent conversation while I slowly sat back down as I was determined not to show any sign of weaknesses.Aunt Melissa cleared her throat, breaking the tense silence that followed my outburst. "Maya's right," she admitted, her voice soft but firm. "We've all become complacent, thinking our position was unassailable as we are all feared by many because of our power and connections but we never imagined someone would be brave enough to challenge us like this.”Uncle Edward cleared his throat. " And I’ll say whoever did this is pretty gutsy. But that doesn't change the fact that we need to act now. I've already sent warnings to every major broadcasting station. The story's been pulled, but the damage is done.""Pulled? That's not enough!" Adrian slammed his fist on the table. "We need to bury this story and whoever did this so
I stood next to the door of the private ward, watching my mom on the bed as she was surrounded by cameras and reporters.Mom woke up a couple of hours after the family meeting and immediately agreed to do the live session and clear the air about everything that was going on around.As she started talking about what really happened back then, my heart felt like it was going to burst at how emotional the story was. She really went through a lot both in her family and with her in-laws' family, and I knew that she didn't deserve this.Mom looked so small and fragile, but her voice was strong. I couldn't help but think she was the best mother in the world who would do anything for the sake of her own child.I wasn't of age back then to witness what had happened, but mom always narrated her ordeal to me ever since I was a kid, always telling me how precious I was to them.To some wealthy families, marriage is nothing but a business alliance, but in my parents' case, it was different as it
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 words hit like a slap, but I refused to falter as I didn't regret the decision I had made. I straightened my shoulders and met his cold stare. “I never said I wasn’t part of this family, Dad. I’m still your daughter and I will always be. But it's just that I’ve chosen not to follow your rules blindly anymore. That doesn’t make me any less a Roderigo.” “And yet, you dare to lecture me about the company I keep? Or about what my brother has done?” His voice dropped dangerously low. “You, who abandoned us? Atleast he's still with us ” “Abandoned?” I repeated, my voice trembling with anger. “I stood up for myself after you forced your decision on me. For once, I chose to live on my own terms, and if that offends you, so be it. But seeing you laugh and drink with the man who almost destroyed you..almost took away what belonged to you while calling himself your brother—don’t you see how hypocritical that is?” “Maya, stop,” Mom whispered, tugging at my arm gently. “Please.” But I
As the nurse entered Mia's ward, I quickly rushed after her, feeling the heat rushing to my face. My cheeks burned like wildfire, and I clenched my fists as I stormed into Mia’s ward, slamming the door shut behind me. Leaning against the door, I pressed my back against the cool wood, my chest heaving. What the fuck did I just do? Are you insane? He's your ex, how could you even think of doing that?I squeezed my eyes shut, willing myself to calm down, but it was useless. The memory of his lips on mine, the way he held me so firmly, the warmth of his breath—it all came rushing back. I raised my fingers to my lips, brushing over them lightly. They still tingled, and I hated it. Butterflies swirled in my stomach, making me feel both nauseous and... something else I didn’t want to name. And then suddenly, I felt the weight of several gazes on me, only to open my eyes and see Mia, Bella, and the nurse all staring at me. Their expressions ranged from confusion to amusement, and I ins
But I finally managed to mutter, “Oh. Well, that’s... quite unfortunate. I actually thought you and Ashley were a match made in heaven, and this is… really sad.” He let out a soft chuckle. “No, it wasn't sad, and we are not a good match. Ever since I lost a match made in heaven, I lost my entire life. And now… I want it all back. Everything.” His eyes didn’t leave mine, as though searching for something more—for me to say something. But I couldn’t find anything to say. “Is that all you have to say?” He asked.“Yes, it is. Do you want me to say something else?” My tone was sharp, each word a deliberate dagger. “I thought you’d be happy about it… I thought you’d be… you know, fine that I got what I deserved.” He’s right. I was supposed to be happy seeing them broken apart and losing everything. But now… I really didn’t feel much. I felt like I had done too much damage to him, more than he deserved, and I couldn’t even bring myself to look at him properly. But I still didn’t wa
***MAYA'S POV***"And then the tortoise said to his wife, 'If anyone comes looking for me, tell them I’m not around as I have no money to give to them,' Bella began, her small hands emphasizing the words as she read aloud."So, the tortoise hid. But minutes later, a man arrived and asked the wife, ‘Is your husband home?’ The wife replied, ‘Oh, he’s traveled far, and I doubt he’ll ever return back to this house.’ Then the man sighed and said, ‘That’s unfortunate. I came to repay a debt I owe him, but since he’s not here, I’ll keep the money.’Bella paused dramatically, leaning closer as if sharing a secret. "Hearing this, the tortoise shouted from his hiding place, ‘Wait! I’m home!’ He rushed out from his hiding place to collect the money but on seeing the man, the tortoise's smile faded as the man was actually one of his debtors.” Mia and I couldn’t help but smile as Bella acted out each character with exaggerated expressions. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she giggled, clearly
***ASHLEY'S POV***I never imagined it would end like this—a quiet, heart-wrenching conclusion where we walked away from each other for good. When I decided to step back into Lance’s life six years ago, I was determined never to let him go, never to let anyone take him from me again. But now… it’s over. Standing on the courthouse steps, I watched his figure retreating, growing smaller with each step he took down the stairs. The crisp autumn air bit at my skin, but the cold I felt ran deeper. It wasn’t the chill of the weather—it was the weight of everything that had just happened. The closure I thought I wanted had left me feeling emptier than I ever imagined. The divorce was final. The court had granted it without a fight. Lance had surprised me by agreeing to sign the papers, though he made it clear I wouldn’t get a cent of his property. I didn’t care. I never wanted anything from him but this divorce… even if getting it meant resorting to things I never thought I’d be capable of
****FLASHBACKS****The classroom was bathed in the golden hues of the setting sun, shadows stretching long across the floor. My lips brushed Lysol's owe last time, the moment abruptly shattered by the door bursting open and we both flinched apart.“Maya!” I barked, my heart leaping into my throat. Relief washed over me when I saw her standing there, smirking. For a brief moment, I thought it was a teacher or someone who could ruin everything.“What?” she drawled, leaning against the doorframe with a smug grin. “Relax, it’s just me.” She turned to Lysol with a playful tilt of her head. “Hi, handsome.”Lysol flushed, offering her a small smile. “Hi, Maya and congratulations on your graduation.” Today was actually the day we’re graduating from highschool. Others were outside celebrating but I prefer being here.“Same to you,” she replied breezily.Lysol turned to me, his smile softening. “I’ll see you later, Kingsley,” he murmured, slipping past Maya and out the door.As the door click
****KINGSLEY'S POV****“Here.” Lysol’s voice broke through my thoughts as he pressed a cool glass of wine into my hand. I looked up, meeting his gaze. His almond-shaped eyes, a shade of hazel that shimmer with flecks of gold, searching mine as though he could see the storm raging inside me.“Thanks,” I murmured, taking a sip. The wine burned sweetly, its warmth settling in my chest, but it wasn’t enough to distract me from the weight pressing on my shoulders.We stood side by side at the balcony, wrapped in bathrobes as we just showered together not long. The desert landscape stretched endlessly before us, a perfect hideous for us meeting secretly. Well, he does come to my house a few times but we have many eyes around us and that was why we chose here.The silence between us was heavy, broken only by the faint whisper of the wind. Lysol’s hand brushed against mine, and before I could react, he leaned in, capturing my lips in a soft kiss. It was grounding, familiar, and fleeting—just
“Ashley,” I hissed through clenched teeth, “I promise you, if I find you, you will regret this.”Then her tone changed and she bursted into a heavy laughter. ““Oh, sweetheart,” she cooed, dripping with malice. “I’ve had enough of this charade, so let me spell it out for you since you seem too dense to grasp the situation. You cheated on me, Lance. I found out. I even have pictures of your little escapades—pictures you’d never want anyone else to see.”My chest tightened. “Ashley…”She cut me off with an evil chuckle. “Since you refused to settle this amicably, I’ve decided to hit you where it hurts. I’ll be filing for divorce—and demanding half of your property as compensation. So get ready, darling. You’ll be splitting everything in two.And sweetheart, you’ll see the divorce paper in the bedroom once you get home. I'll see you in a few days at the court.”Her words sounds like a kids bed night story and I could not help but laugh.. “You think I’m going to let you take half of what I
***LANCE'S POV***I woke up to a pounding headache, the kind that felt like someone was jackhammering against the inside of my skull. A soft groan escaped my lips, as I clutched my head with both hands, trying to will the pain away. The world felt off-kilter, like I was trapped in some twisted dream, and it took what felt like an eternity for my senses to clear. After some minutes, I felt a little but relief and I slowly rolled onto my back, my gaze locking onto the ceiling above. A faint crack in the plaster caught my eye—a detail that only deepened the gnawing unease in my chest. I sighned in anger as the memory crashed into me like a tidal wave: the dining table, the satisfying smirk on her face, and the humiliation that had burned me from the inside out. "That bitch," I muttered, the words laced with venom as I swung my legs over the side of the bed. My feet hit the cold floor, grounding me, but my head still felt like it was stuffed with cotton. I rubbed my temples wonderi