***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
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
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
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
Across the room, Ashley and I gaze locked for a while. I could see a flickering of something I could not quite place in them. Maybe it was defiance or was it a desperate attempt to provoke a reaction. I don't really know. But if she thought she could stir jealousy in me, she was clearly mistaken as whatever feelings I once had for her were long gone, buried beneath the weight of every pain she had caused me. I nodded slightly, more to myself than to her as I felt nothing but pity for her. She really had no idea of what she was getting into by falling into Kinglsey's hand. Well that's none of my concern. Seeing that it's time as I was already feeling someone's burning gaze on me, I leaned toward Lysol. “I’ll be back in a minute,” I murmured before slipping away toward the restroom.Getting to the male section of the restroom, as I pushed open the door, the scent of citrus-scented disinfectant greeted me. I stepped inside and did a quick sweep of the stalls, trying to confirm if ther
“And who exactly are you to be making such demands from me?” He scoffed. “ I don't actually think you are in such position to say something like that as you have recently become one of the country clown man.” “ Have I?”“ Yes you have.” He said in a mocking tone. “ And it also seems you’re taking my warning as a joke.” Kingsley’s voice was firm, his tone dripping with authority as he dipped his hand in his pocket.I gave a short laugh, meeting his gaze. “Well, I’m sorry about that, but I hardly see such warnings as threats. You see, I’ve got nothing much to lose, so I wonder what exactly I should be scared of. You, on the other hand…” I pointed a finger at him, my voice sharpening. “You’ve got a lot to lose if you decide to make an enemy of me. So, I’ll make this simple. Leave her alone and face me.”Kingsley raised an eyebrow, smirking. “Face you? Don’t make me laugh, Lance. You’re not even worth my time. You’re just a man who couldn’t even make a proper decision for himself not to…
As Lance was wheeled into the emergency center, my eyes stayed glued to him. My feet felt like they were rooted to the floor, and I just couldn’t stop shaking. I glanced down at my hand and then my dress, which was now soaked with his blood, and the scene kept replaying in my head.How he ran towards me, shouting my name. The fear in his eyes and voice as he tried to save me from danger. How the chandelier had come crashing down, but I just couldn't move at that moment because of the shock. And then he’d shoved me out of the way, making it fall on him.I sank into one of the chairs outside the emergency ward. My legs felt like jelly and were also too weak to hold me up any longer. Wrapping my arms around myself, I tried to stop the trembling.I could sense people bustling around me and voices blending into a blur. But I just couldn't look up to identify them as I wasn't in my right state of mind.Why was it at that moment that the chandelier had to fall? Why?A coat draped over my sh
~~~ASHLEY'S POV~~~The aura in the air was already screaming that there was something serious she wanted to say to me. And the way her arms were crossed and her lips were pressed together in that tight line I hated, proved my right. Mom called me earlier this morning saying she wanted to see me but I was busy, so I showed up now and the way she was looking at me told me this conversation wasn’t going to go well.“How long, Ashley,” she said after a moment of silence.“How long what?”“How long will you keep living like this?”“Living like what, Mom? I'm totally living my best life.” She let out a long sigh and shook her head like I was some hopeless child who didn’t understand the world. “This isn't your best life, neither is it the kind of life I wanted for you. I thought you're smarter than these but you keep disappointing me. Look at yourself, Ashley. You have no job and no money and nothing to your name except being Kingsley Bane’s girlfriend. Is that all you want to be? A gir
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
~~~ASHLEY'S POV~~~A piercing pain shot through my skull as I shifted uncomfortably from where I was. I groaned, clutching my head as I pushed myself up. I was seated on the chair and my entire body aches like I had been thrown down a flight of stairs. But what sharpened my mind was the sharp chemical scent that hit my nose and I quickly rubbed my blurry eyes, only to find myself in a room that looked like an old office.Where the hell is this?I forced myself to focus, but panic clawed at my chest as I didn't recognize where this was or how I got here. But then I remember how I got a message from Sophia, asking me to come to her house and on getting there, someone hit my head hard with something and that was the last thing I remember. As I remember that, I realized I was in trouble and without wasting another second, I rushed to the door and burst through it, desperate to leave.But the moment I stepped outside, my breath hitched as my gaze landed on men in lab coats moving frantic