MAVERICK"Get your hands off my daughter!""Or what?" Avery asked with a glare. A smirk made its way to my face and I couldn't help but feel so proud of her. She is finally standing up for herself."Pressure," I said and she nodded at me with a smile before applying more pressure on her wrist pulling Evena RooseVelt's hair to herself."Let me go... Please." She begged tapping Avery's hand. Avery hissed in a breath turning to her and she immediately dropped her hand while sobbing quietly."Or what, Mrs. RooseVelt?" Avery asked with a sweet smile.The woman shook in her seat and gulped before she said,"Please. Let her go.""There we go. That wasn't so hard now was it?" Avery asked pushing Evena RooseVelt's head away dropping her hair in the process."My baby!" The woman shrieked running to her sobbing daughter."Ready?" I asked looking down at Avery. She nodded her head with a smile and
AVERY "Maverick?" I called blinking at him. Why is he sitting on the floor? His eyes darted around the room looking everywhere but my face. The cold air hit my chest and I sat up looking down at my two undone buttons with one button missing. "What happened?" I mumbled holding my shirt with my hand while trying to figure out when one of the buttons came loose. How did I end up on the bed anyway? The last thing I remember is stroking Maverick's hair while he slept on my lap. I tilted my head and looked back to Maverick who was now getting up on his feet. "Did I fall asleep?" I asked. "Hm." "Did you have to carry me all the way up here?" I asked pushing the duvet off my body. "Who else would carry you if I don't?" He muttered irritatedly and I rolled my eyes at him. Secretly, of course. "You weigh a ton. My arm is aching me. How will you compensate me?" I looked at his arm and then his face that was looking at me. My hand dropped to my lap and I tried to imagine what Maverick was
AVERY "Stop talking." His voice came out raspy and husky. It sent shivers down my spine and I shivered slightly at the intensity of his voice. Since when did he sound so sexy? "Don't make me do what I'll regret." He breathed his eyes moving between his hand on my lips and my eyes. He held contact with me for a while before he moved his hand off my lips and sucked in a breath before he made to move back. Since my legs were wrapped around his waist, he tapped my leg to let him go but instead, my leg drew him closer. "What are you doing?" He asked in a raspy breath. Again, his eyes darted to my lips and I ran my tongue on them. His Adam apple bobbed as he let out a small growl. I moved my shaky hand up letting it rest on his shoulder. I knew I wanted this as much as he did. Yes, I'll admit it! I like him. I blushed scarlet in the face with my heart beating in my mouth. I could hear my heartbeat in my ears. I wrapped my hand around his shirt and pulled him closer at once joining our
AVERY"Try it and tell me what you think," I said scooping Noodles into Maverick's bowl from the pot.He eyed the noodles on his plate before he looked up at my face disgust written all over his face. I took his fork and placed it in his hand and I nodded at the food.With a sigh, he dipped his fork in the noodles and brought it to his lips."It's hot!" I shrieked just when he placed it in his mouth only to pause for a while. His face grew red and I bit my lips knowing how hot the food would be in his mouth.He pursed his lips and swallowed the food. My eyes widened and I reached for him."Why did you swallow it without chewing it? You're going to have indigestion!"He shook his head in response before reaching for another spoonful of noodles."I'll try it now.""Blow on it," I advised and he nodded his head. He blew the food for a while before he pushed it into his mouth. My eyes grew expectant and I could feel a smile coming up on my face.He chewed the food slowly and then his eye
AVERY I stepped out of the bathroom only to collide with something. I grabbed the first thing I could and steadied myself from falling. I looked up at the wall in front of me to see Maverick staring at me with worry written all over his face. My hand went down to his arm that I was squeezing tight. My eyes widened and I immediately let go of his arm. "Are you okay?" I asked eyeing where my hand just left. He didn't give me a reply and only pulled me into his embrace making me gasp slightly at the sudden gesture. "What are…" "Stay still." He mumbled into my hair. "I didn't wash my hair," I warned and he immediately moved his head away from it. A light chuckle escaped my lips and I wrapped my hand around his waist. "Are you angry?" He asked suddenly. "About what?" "What I said earlier." "What?" He pinched my waist in return and I slapped his back lightly out of instinct. He froze on my arm and so did I. Did I just slap Maverick? "You..." "Sorry. I did it out of instinct.
In a one-bedroom apartment, seated there was a ginger head girl crouched in the corner of a dark room. Her shoulders shook as she sobbed. Her hair looked unkempt, she obviously hadn't bathed in days, and she was scratching her arm that was exposed due to the light sleeveless dress that she wore.She was Rosa, Avery's Favourite Maid.She raised her tear-streaked face as her eyes darted around the room. Guilt, Sadness, and Horror were evident on her face. She had done something. Something horrible.She stopped her scratching and bit her lips to contain her sobs and she looked down at her hand and let out a wail as the tumbling body flashed before her eyes.Why did she do it? Why couldn't she have rejected? She was now regretting it after Avery had ended up in the hospital. Yes, Avery wasn't dreaming, it actually happened. Avery had trusted her, Avery liked her above all maids and she repaid her this way? Rosa knew sooner or later, she would be found. As much as she regretted it was as
"Call Ramon," Maverick commanded in a strained voice."Yes, Master." The maid replied eyeing the pool of blood beneath her Mistress's limp body. The red blood stood out in contrast to the sparkling white marble tiles. It was evident something that had happened there."Wifey... Wife, look at me." Maverick cried tapping Avery's cold cheek."Why is she not answering, Butler Flora?" He asked helplessly. The old butler's heart shook at the vulnerable man in front of her. He was always collected, and cold, and his head was set. Now that he was holding his wife's unconscious body in his arms, he couldn't think for himself anymore."I suggest you take her to the hospital right now. Don't wait for Mr. Ramon to come to you, rather go to him." She advised with a bow. "Yes." He replied with a sniff. Maverick carried his wife and ran out of the room with his hand holding her head up. The door was pulled open by a maid and Maverick wasted no time in entering the car. Carter stepped on the gas ped
"How many fingers am I holding up?" Ramon asked the woman on the bed. "Three." "I'm holding up four." "Tch. Stop joking around." "She's good," Ramon said with a nod. Maverick nodded his head and kissed her knuckles. The woman turned her head in his direction and couldn't help but be awed again by his handsome face. "Ramon?" She called the man who was checking out her pulse. "Hm?" "Who is he?" She whispered. Ramon paused his actions and looked up at her face. "Who is who?" He asked his heart beating faster in his chest. "Him," Avery replied twitching her head a little to her right. Ramon's eyes went to her right to see Maverick staring at her rather confused as he was. "What do you mean by who is he? That's Maverick. Your husband." Ramon replied with a nervous chuckle. "Husband? I'm married?" Avery asked her eyes growing in size. "Avery?" Ramon called looking at his friend's face. "Yeah?" "Look to your right for me. Who do you see?" He asked pointing at Maverick. "A hand