Mayeli carefully dried her hair as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She'd have to hurry if she wanted to meet up with the court case.Killian came to the closet and gave her a peck on the check. He had a towel tied around his waist, while the rest of his body was barely. They had just bathed to get, having a little fun while they were at it. This was the fifth day they had spent together in Mayeli's house and to Mayeli, it was the best she had in years.“You look sexy with your hair wet”, he said, emphasizing on the wet.Mayeli chuckled and pretended not to notice the way her body reacted to his words.“Thank you”, she whispered.“I'll drop Bryelle off at school if that's okay with you”, Killian offered tentatively.“That would be great. I was just thinking about asking Nina to help”.“Alright. I love your dress”. Killian smacked her ass before walking to the end of the closet to get his clothes.Mayeli finished her dressing in silence, kissed Killian and headed for the off
Mayeli adjusted on her seat, her full attention on Nixen. He had finally had her attention.“What are you talking about, Nixen, and how do you know my child was killed? I had a miscarriage from what I remember”, Mayeli said, feigning ignorance.Nixen smiled and sat upright. “I know you understand what I’m talking about, Mayeli. So that you know. I didn’t kill your child, but someone did and suspecting me would lead you nowhere, that’s exactly what the culprit wants”.Mayeli threw her head back and laughed heartily. Was Nixen crazy, or did he think she was? What did he think? That he would feel her up with some crap and she would believe him? No, she would show him she was. She had suspected him in secret, but he had brought his dirty linen out to the public and she was readLlI wanted to show him what true revenge meant. She would make it slow and painful.Mayeli’s phone rang, but she ignored it. She was feeling so angry at the moment that she wouldn’t mind venting her anger on anyone
Killian: Hey baby, I had an early meeting, so I had to leave. Sorry for not being by your side when you woke up.Mayeli: I missed you.Killian: You just made me blush. Can you make me lunch? I’ve missed the taste of your food.Mayeli: “What would you like?”Killian: LasagnaMayeli: Consider it done.Killian: I love you, babeMayeli sighed. She was blushing so hard that she felt her cheeks would hurt.She decided to take a shower first before she cooked. After taking a shower, she worked on a few cases and then went to started cooking.“Good afternoon, ma’am”, Nina greeted cheerfully as Mayeli joined her in the kitchen.“Hey Nina”, Mayeli replied.“What are we cooking?” the older woman asked Mayeli.“I would be cooking alone, you can retire to your room now”.Nina’s expression changed to one of worry. “Did something happen ma’am, you don’t like my food anymore? If you don’t I can always fix it, I would take any cooking classes just to meet up to your taste…”Mayeli cut her off. “I just
Mayeli pouted and rolled her eyes at Killian. “Please tell me already”.Killian laughed, enjoying the moment. “I didn’t realize you could beg”, he whispered, taking a bite of the lasagna she had prepared. “Hmm, delicious”.Mayeli watched him in silence anger brewing up within her. She was angry that he was bidding his time slowly, but she was also that he was wolfing down the food she had prepared. It meant he liked it.When Killian was done eating, he wiped his mouth with a napkin and turned to look at her. “What’s with the expression, sweetheart?” He asked innocently.Mayeli hissed, stood up from the chair she had been sitting on and turned towards the door. Killian grabbed her before she reached it. He pulled her into his arms from behind.“Are you that curious? Let’s go then”, Killian said. He released her from his embrace, but took her hands instead, leading her out of the kitchen.Mayeli gave him a quzzical looked when they walked through the front door and out to the garage. “W
When Killian released Mayeli, she was breathless and short of words. The anger she had been feeling was replaced by a burning hunger.“Let's not fight about this, please”, Killian said, his eyes burning with equal hunger.Killian pushed the door open and stepped to the side to let her pass before he followed suit, closing the door behind him.“Aren't you locking up? It's quite late to return home”, Mayeli said.“The guard will lock it”, Killian replied simply.“There's a security guard? I didn't see any”.They walked past the foyer into the main house. It was absolutely beautiful.The house white a three-storey building painted white, with lovely flowers surrounding it. The interior was painted a blend of cream and chocolate, giving it a homey feel.Killian sure did have a taste for houses, Mayeli thought.“The door is automatic”, Killian said, replying to her question.Mayeli turned to look at the door again. She noticed a weird keypad, and it suddenly made sense.“Interesting”, May
Listening to “you’re dancing with your enemy”.Mayeli walked back to the telescope and lowered her head to peer inside the telescope.“Do you know how beautiful this looks?” Mayeli asked, staring at the stars. She was thrilled at the beauty before her.Killian took few steps forward and stopped just a few inch from her. “Not as beautiful as you”, he whispered, sending chills down her spine.Mayeli smiled, she felt a blush creeping to her cheeks. “What do you mean?”“Do interpretations matter?” He said silently, seemingly disinterested in my reply.“Of course I do.” She began, but he was quick to dismiss her. Her mouth parted slightly as her eyes settled on his lips, which were pursed in a lustful line. He touched her shoulders slowly, jolting her back to reality. She shook her head, trying to gather her scattered thoughts. A shiver raced up her spine at his fingertips grazing her skin with an almost unbearable softness. Her body ached for those delicate fingertips to venture beyond
Listening to Wish You the best - Lewis Capaldi as I writeMayeli watched as the hair on Killian’s arms rose under her touch. He wanted her. With each pass of her hands, she grew rougher, edging closer to his cock, teasing him just enough to make him squirm. She wanted to feel him leap into her touch, to crave it. Slowly, she increased the pressure, until she finally wrapped her fist around him, feeling the heat radiating as he twitched in anticipation. Killian’s cock stiffened in her palm, and the dampness between her thighs mirrored the intensity of his growing need. Mayeli’s lips pressed against his neck in time with every stroke, tasting his skin as his breathing became ragged. She quickened her pace, her fingers curling tighter around his length. His moans deepened, growing louder with each squeeze, the tension building with every deliberate stroke.“Fuck—” Killian jutted while he leaned into her touch. He seemed to want more, so she decided to give it. She pressed her hand agai
Mayeli gasped as Killian rolled her onto her back and pushed himself in between her legs. Her body jerked as his soft lips met her aching flesh. He left small kiss trails across her sternum, breasts, and just below her belly button. Each peck felt like a jolt of electricity, akin to the crackling static of an old TV—him trying to make her tune into his frequency. She did. Her eyes followed his face as his mouth met her pussy. Killian’s dark eyes remained unwavering on Mayeli’s as his tongue rolled out of his mouth and curled around her clit. Her brows knitted together while her hips pushed against his mouth. She noticed a small grin on his lips while he devoured her. She needed to rest her head against the pillow for a moment in an attempt to catch her breath. This was something she wasn’t expecting. But it was welcomed.Killian’s tongue abandoned its post and ventured up her stomach, planting gentle kisses as he went. It was as if he had a meticulous map and refused to leave any sp
“This looks nice,” Mayeli said, pointing at a white three-step cake that looked beautiful.Killian gave her a bored look that said, “Do whatever you want.” She had dragged him against his will to do the cake buying with her. Beautiful thing, he couldn’t say no to her.Mayeli turned to the receptionist, a young woman in her early twenties. “Can we taste this?”“Of course, Sir… Ma.” She had atransfiguredd smile on her face as she stared at Killian.Mayeli felt the urge to wipe off the smile from her face. Killian chuckled at her reaction. He was enjoying the situation?Mayeli glared at Killian, but in return he gifted her one of his charming smiles. He took the cake from the receptionist, cut a bit of it and gave it to Mayeli.She smiled and ate the cake. It tasted lovely.“How’s it?” Killian asked.“It’s good.”Killian tastes the cake himself and nods. “Seems like something I can easily beat.”“You bake?” The receptionist asks Killian, still smiling, this time seductively.I turn to
Mayeli stared at her full-length mirror with a smile. She was wearing a floral blue dress and she had packed her hair into a neat low bun. On her feet was a pair of silver wedges and she held a matching Zara purse.She had put in the effort to look pretty.It had been three weeks since Bryelle’s recovery, and everyone was running around to plan her and Killian’s wedding.Shaila was talking to the event planner inside her and Killian’s new apartment. Tyse was organizing the food sections, while Truce was speaking to the wedding cordinator. Her Mom had insisted of taking care of her wedding dress and she had gone to do that with Bryelle.Mayeli and Killian were going cake shopping. Their wedding was in two days and almost everything was set.Mayeli couldn’t remember the last time a smile hadn’t been on her face in the past three weeks. She had been so happy and so scared that everything was a good dream she would wake up from and be faced with her ugly reality.But each day, she had wok
The tension in the air was thick enough for even the sharpest knives. Mayeli followed Killian to the doctor's office, their arms firmly clasped together.Killian drew out a seat for her, and she sat down. He drew another one for himself and sat down beside her.Killian’s Doctor stared at them for a few minutes, not saying anything.“Speak,” Killian commanded, his voice cold and impatient. Mayeli sent a look, and he had the grace to look sorry for just a few seconds before his cold mask returned in place. She almost laughed, despite her tears and anxiety. It had been a while since she saw this cold and commanding side of Killian.Doctor Gail cleared his throat. “I've run several tests since the last surgery we just performed, and I think I should perhaps run more before I break this news to you.”Mayeli felt her hands trembling and when she looked, she saw it was actually Killian’s clasped over her's. He was nervous.Killian looked away, and his free hands moved to his eyes.Mayeli’s
“It’s going to be okay,” Killian’s deep, husky voice said to Mayeli for probably the hundredth time. He was hugging her tightly in an attempt to keep her from falling apart.Mayeli wept like a baby. What was going to happen to Bryelle? Seeing her all covered in blood and looking lifeless on the floor, almost took the life out of her.“Maybe you should take her out for some fresh air?” Tyse said. “She’d do better with it.”“I’m not going anywhere. Not when my daughter is on the surgical table,” Mayeli snapped between hiccups.Mayeli knew Tyse was just trying to be helpful, but she was feeling very crappy at moment and she couldn’t help it. Plus, his suggestion may not be as helpful as he had thought.“Should I get you water or something?” Diora asked. Her voice sounded worried and scared.“Yes, please,” Killian replied. He was surprisingly calm, or was he just trying to be calm for her sake? Bryelle was precious to both of them, especially him, since he had only chest met her fully. Th
Mayeli blinked awake and took a few seconds to get familiar with her surroundings, then she remembered the afternoon with Killian and her cheeks burned.She turned around to his side of the bed was empty. There was a note lying beside her that was marked Mayeli. She smiled as she recognized Killian’s perfect handwriting.What is this man up to? Mayeli thought. Her heart was already racing. Her face threatened to split from ear-to-ear grin as she opened the piece of paper.Meet me on the balcony, the note read.Zuri flung her cream duvet away from her body and got out of bed. She felt both fear and the abandoned enthusiasm of a six-year-old child on Christmas morning. Was he about to do what she was thinking?She grabbed her purple robe, wore it and headed for the balcony. A table covered with at least five kinds of dinner options was in the middle of the balcony. Two chairs, a fancy tablecloth, and a bucket with a bottle of champagne on the side and the most gorgeous view of London. I
Mayeli carefully placed the dishes in the sink filled with soapy water. She put on hand gloves and set to work.Bryelle was with her Mom, while Killian had gone outside the house to take a business call.Mayeli sighed. She had a lot on her mind. First, there was Bryelle, who was getting better, thankfully, but the Doctor said she had little chance of surviving the next two months. And then there was Killian and Shaila hating each other for some reason, which she had no idea about.A hand slipped around her waist, and she jumped, her back colliding with Killian’s broad chest. His sweet smell engulfed her, reminding her of musk and mist.“I didn’t hear you come in,” Mayeli said, smiling. His warmth spread over her body and along with it, hunger for him. Gosh, he still had his effect on her.Killian pecked her on the cheeks before releasing her. “I missed you.” His eyes slowly left her eyes and moved slowly to her exposed cleavage, making it burn suddenly.“Stop,” Mayeli laughed, hitti
4 monthsMayeli stared at Doctor Gail like he had just said something very out of the ordinary, which was the case considering what he was telling her.Killian wrapped his hand around her shoulder. She could see his eyes were bleary with unshed tears.“You said she might not make it?”Mayeli felt her heart slamming against her chest. What were they saying? That her baby won’t survive. No, nothing was going to happen to her baby, nothing was going to happen to Bryelle.“You said she had a 70% chance of healing. You said she could make it!” Mayeli screamed hysterically. Killian’s grip tightened around her.“Yes, I did say that, but the chances are slim at the moment. We’ve tried chemotherapy, but the tumours seem to be spreading rather than decreasing. At this point, she might be in serious pain soon, and if we continue treatment, it would only increase her pain”, the Doctor said, his face anxious and worried.“Are you asking us to give up?” Killian’s deep voice asked, betraying no emot
Mayeli fumbled to the kitchen, falling multiple times before she reached it. She could barely think, her brain was numb, and her vision was blurry. She could hear her heart slamming against her chest as Killian’s words replayed in her head.“Bryelle was just diagnosed with Neuroblastoma.”How could that happen to her baby? How was it even possible? It was her fault; she had made her daughter’s life so traumatic, and now she had brain cancer. What was she going to do without her child? The thought of losing another child sent waves of shock pulsing through her. How could life be so cruel?“Mayeli?” Her mother asked in alarm when she saw her. She rushed to Mayeli’s side. “What’s wrong?”Mayeli sniffed, trying to stop the tears from pouring, but they just won’t stop. “Bryelle…Bryelle…she has cancer, Mom. It’s all my fault, it’s all my fault, Mom….”Her mom wrapped around her tightly. “It would be fine, my dear. It would be fine. We can get through this.”Mayeli held onto her mother as sh
Killian froze as he stared at his doctor, his vision blurred by the tears that were pooling around his eyes. “She has what?”His doctor sighed. “Neuroblastoma, Mr Reon. I’m sorry”.Killian gulped. He was still trying to process the information his doctor had just revealed.Bryelle had cancer. This was something Killian saw in movies or heard about people, not something that was happening to his child.“Tha…that sounds bad…” His voice trailed off. Neuroblastoma it was a Cancer that originates from immature nerve cells. How long had Bryelle had it? What was going to happen? Why was this happening now when he had just got to know her?"This can't be happening to my child," Killian mumbled over and over again. “Maybe we should run more tests again, maybe it was a mistake”. His voice trembled as he spoke.“I ran the tests twice, Killian. However, if you want us to, I can run the tests again”.Doctor Gail’s office suddenly became too dark. The faint antiseptic smell of hospitals suddenly gr