“The case is hereby dismissed”, the judge said.
“We won!” Kreed screamed doing a crazy dance. Mayeli gave him a “what a baby” look, gathering her things.
She looked around for Killian for probably the hundredth time, but he was nowhere to be found. She sighed disappointed. So he hadn't even bothered to show up.
“Since we won, I'm buying you lunch”, she said, walking away.
“You must be in a perfect mood”, Kreed replied, when he had caught up with her.
“I buy lunch all the time Kreed”.
“Yeah like once in two months”.
“Whatever”.
A few minutes later, they were seated in one of her favourite restaurants.
“How's Sonia doing?” Mayeli asked. Sonia was Kreed's girlfriend, a doctor at one the biggest hospitals in England.
“Great. She misses you a lot. She would have today but had too many patients”.
“I'd try coming around next weekend”.
“Can I ask you something Mayeli?” Kreed’s tone sounded serious, making her worry a bit.
“Sure. What is it?”
“Do you like Nixen?”
Mayeli choked on her pineapple juice, sending him a surprised look.
Why are you asking me that?”
“Just answer the question”.
“That's none of your business Kreed”.
“I'm guessing it's a no then”, he mumbled, focusing on his food.
She was about to say something when she saw Truce walking towards them.
The air around him screamed hot and sexy! And she saw many female heads and a few male heads, turn in his direction.
He was wearing a well-tailored black suit with h white shirt inside. His hair was styled away from his face, highlighting his lovely features. He looked breathtaking.
“Mayeli!” He exclaimed when he reached them.
“Hey Truce, good to see you”, Mayeli replied.
He placed a kiss on her cheeks and shook hands with Kreed.
“I was at your hearing earlier with Killian. You killed it girl, I'm so blown away”, Truce said.
“You were there? Killian came too?” How was that even possible? She had searched for Killian throughout the hearing.
“Yes. We came quite late, and we sat at the back. Killian left early though, he said he had an important friend he had to meet up with, and he didn't want to disappoint her”.
“Oh”, was all she could manage. A she? An important friend? Was she pretty? What was her name?
“None of your business”, her inner voice teased.
“He was impressed with your performance though, he wanted me to tell you that, but I got distracted after the hearing, and you suddenly vanished”, Truce said.
“I'm really happy to hear that”.
“Okay, I have to go now, I came with a few friends. It was nice meeting you Kreed”, Truce said, walking away.
“I like him”, Kreed said, when Truce had gone.
“I'll let him know”.
A message from Diora flashed on her phone screen.
Meet me at C&K stores, girl. We have an overdue shopping to do. Great job on winning the case. Let's celebrate.
Mayeli rolled her eyes, sighing. Diora lived for shopping.
She and Kreed talked for a while, then she dropped him off at his house and headed for the store. She was already exhausted.
“Hey, girl!” Diora screamed, hugging her.
“I'm exhausted, Dee”.
“Whatever, don't be a party pooper. I saw some gorgeous dresses online, and I want to check them out!”
A few minutes later Mayeli was sitting on a comfortable cushion with a magazine in her hands, sipping orange juice, and watching Diora change into different dresses.
“You should try this on ma'am, it would suit you perfectly”, one of the store attendants said, handing her a black, very revealing dress.
“I'm not wearing that!” Mayeli replied.
“Of course you are”, Diora said, taking the dress from the attendant, and tossing it on Mayeli. “Go and change”. Her tone left no room for argument.
“Fine”.
Minutes later, Mayeli stood in front of Diora and her attendant, feeling very awkward.
“You look so beautiful ma'am”, the attendant gasped, a look of sincere admiration spread on her face.
“Thanks”.
“Mayeli baby, I know you're always gorgeous, but you look amazing right now”, Diora said. She had a stupid dreamy expression on her face.
“Whatever, where is the mirror?” Mayeli asked.
The attendant pointed her in the direction.
She smiled when she saw her reflection in the mirror. She didn't look that bad.
The dress was a long, flat, transparent, low-cut, sleeveless gown that formed a small pool around her. It had a long slit that stopped just above her upper thigh, and several tiny diamonds scattered on it. It was lovely, but too revealing though. Her cleavages and her thighs were very exposed.
She raised her hair above her head, deciding whether or not to buy the dress. She could wear it for the party this weekend.
“You look dazzling”, a deep, familiar voice said.
Killian!
She turned to face him. Gosh! He was always so smoking hot.
She felt her heartbeat increase its rhythm as his blue eyes raked her body.
Killian was wearing well-tailored blue trousers and a white shirt. His first three buttons had been left undone, and his curly hair was left to fall over his face.
He had a warm smile on his handsome face, and his thin pink lips were slightly parted.
“What are you…how did you get in here?” She stammered.
“Being a billionaire affords you special privileges”.
He took a step forward, and she froze.
She couldn't believe Killian was standing right in front of her now, staring at her. In this dress!
Mayeli sat on one of the benches scattered around the children's park, watching Bryelle play with the other kids.Her mind was on Killian. For a moment, she had thought he had forgotten her, and it had pained her deeply. Now she knew he didn't forget her, she didn't know how to feel. One part of her was happy and the other was scared. What if he found out about Bryelle? She had promised her mother that she would tell him about Bryelle when it was time, but today, he had thrown that question at her, and she had outrightly denied his claims.Why? She didn't know. What would she say to her baby when she was old enough to ask questions? Would she shield her child from her father?Her relationship with Killian was already a very complicated one. She didn't think it was necessary to add more complications to it. What was she thinking two years ago?She tucked her curly blonde hair behind her ear. She was Mayeli, the stunning, gorgeous lady. Brooding about a man was not something she did of
“Have you been here?” She asked, biting on her sexy lower lips.Killian couldn't take his eyes off the beautiful woman before him. “Yes, I watched you walk into the mall”, he replied truthfully.He had been shopping with Nixen and Bryelle when she walked into the mall with her friend.Nixen and Bryelle hadn't seen her because they were too distracted arguing about what each other's ice cream was made of.He silently excused himself from his company and followed her at a distance. He knew he should be staying away from her, but he couldn't.His jaws had almost dropped when he saw her in the dress she was wearing now. It showed off every perfection of her gorgeous body, and he couldn't stop staring.When she had gone to find the mirror, he gave her friend and the attendant his best charming smile, muttering a vague reason for wanting to see her. It walked though, as always.He had no idea why he followed her, but he didn't regret his decision.“Why did you follow me?” She asked, toilin
“Mummy, meet Uncle Killian”, Bryelle said to Mayeli, pulling her to where Killian was standing, still and perfect as ever.She could see amusement in their eyes as he watched Bryelle, but as he turned to her, his gaze went cold.“I've met him, baby, he's kinda my boss at the office”.Killian gave her a quizzical look, and she almost laughed remembering the last time they had argued about him not being her boss.“Great. I invited him to lunch, and he agreed. You have to join us”, Bryelle said, giving her a serious little face.“Bryelle…I”.“You shouldn't disappoint your little girl”, Killian said, cutting her off. He looked somewhat angry. Sexy and angry!What the fuck was wrong. He had just complimented her lovingly a few minutes ago. Was this dude bipolar or something?“Fine”, she grumbled. Diora gave her a knowing look.Diora had gushed over Killian a few minutes ago. She kept describing his looks, his voice, his hair, and probably everywhere else she could see. “Did you hear his vo
The next morning, when Mayeli woke, she had a bad headache. She had barely slept last night. Her mind was on the text message she received.Was it Killian? Was he trying to black mail her about the fact that he had found out Bryelle was his? He was the only one who knew about two years ago.How could he? She thought angrily. She thought she could at least trust him, but he had disappointed her. He had stooped too low, and she wasn't going to let it slide.Today was the fourth day of the week, and she was already exhausted. She badly wanted it to come to an end, though she didn't look forward to the party this weekend. She was not a lover of social gatherings. Nixen had promised to introduce her to all his friends, and the thought of it already bored her out.She sighed. Right now, Nixen's party was not her problem. Killian was.We went to the bathroom for a shower. When she was done, she dressed up in a flay, high-waist, dark-orange skirt, and a tucked in dark-green, sleeveless V-neck
Mayeli stared at him like he had gone knots. “You came for me? After sending that message. You have the nerve to show yourself to me?” she yelled. People were turning towards that direction, but she didn't care.“I didn't send the message,” he said, raising his brow slightly. His blue eyes looked angry.“Are you going to keep denying it?”“Why are you so certain it's me?” He ran his hands through his lovely hair, letting out a frustrated sigh.“Because only you and me fucken know about two years ago”.“You said your baby was not the product of the affair, so why does it bother you so much? Besides, I'm a celebrity. People follow me around. Someone else might have seen us enter the hotel”.“Please, don't give me that bullshit explanation. And I'm bothered because it fucken hurts to be threatened by you”.“I didn't do it, Mayeli!” His voice was raised now, and she could tell he was getting angry, but she didn't care.“Stop fucking denying it!”“Fine. I did it”, he mumbled in a broken v
Mayeli felt apprehensive as she packed her Audi in front of the party venue. Gosh, just how big was this house? She wondered. Whoever owned the place must be swimming in six figures, she reckoned.The building was painted white. It had huge, finely crafted pillars in front of it and a large fountain at the centre. Everything about the house spoke affluence from the interior design to the fleet of cars packed in the garage.Mayeli checked her Rolex. She was thirty minutes late, and from the sound of voices and music emanating from the mansion, she was certain the party had started.She did this often, except when it was an important case in the courtroom. She always arrived at work or events thirty minutes late. It was her own way of taking control, making them wait.She felt a bit nervous though. Nixen was going to introduce her to his friends. It wasn't something she was scared about, but a part of her felt she would see Killian, though he had told her he wasn't going to be here today
Mayeli felt apprehensive as she packed her Audi in front of the party venue. Gosh, just how big was this house? She wondered. Whoever owned the place must be swimming in six figures, she reckoned.The building was painted white. It had huge, finely crafted pillars in front of it and a large fountain at the centre. Everything about the house spoke affluence from the interior design to the fleet of cars packed in the garage.Mayeli checked her Rolex. She was thirty minutes late, and from the sound of voices and music emanating from the mansion, she was certain the party had started.She did this often, except when it was an important case in the courtroom. She always arrived at work or events thirty minutes late. It was her own way of taking control, making them wait.She felt a bit nervous though. Nixen was going to introduce her to his friends. It wasn't something she was scared about, but a part of her felt she would see Killian, though he had told her he wasn't going to be here toda
Mayeli edged through the crowd in search of Killian.She had been asking herself several times why she was looking for him, but she couldn't find an answer. When she couldn't see him anywhere, she gave up. She stood in the shadows silently watching the party and sipping wine. She was starting to feel lightheaded from all the wine she had consumed.She felt the urge to pee and headed to find the restroom. For fuck sake, where would she find one in this large house, she wondered.She took the elevator and pressed the third floor, though she wasn't sure where that lead. Build least, she could escape from the noise of the party for a while.When the elevator door opened, she walked down the hallway stretched in front of her, looking for anything that looked like a restroom.Her feet felt wobbly, and she quickly gripped the nearest door handle for support. The door gave way, and she stumbled into a large room.The walls were painted a lovely shade of charcoal green. A large king-size bed w
Mayeli sat by the pool of her hotel with her elder sister, Shaila, enjoying the warmth of the sun. Shaila was wearing an orange H&M bikini, while Mayeli was wearing a black one. They had both packed their long hair into a high messy bun.The children were with their grandmother so they had little free time on their hands.Shaila was tall and beautiful just like Mayeli, but with long, straight black hair instead. She had taken my father's hair colour, while Mayeli had taken my mom's.She had an oval-shaped face with high cheekbones, a pointed nose, and dreamy grey eyes just like my mom’s. She exuded a jovial and charismatic aura that drew people to her, and as a renowned model and fashion designer, it helped her career a great deal. Mayeli loved her sister dearly, but their busy schedules and distance prevented them from hanging out often. They cherished the few occasions they could be together like this.Shaila was married to an Italian, handsome actor, Petro, and they had two kids.
“Mom, can Uncle Killian come with us?” Bryelle asked, giving Mayeli a baby face.“What?” “Can Uncle Killian come with us?” She repeated.Mayeli shared a look with her mom, speechless. She didn't know how to tell her baby that her request was impossible to grant.Mayeli, Bryelle, and her Mom are seated on her king-sized bed, laid with cream sheets, in her spacious peach-coloured bedroom. Everything about the room is painted cream and peach, giving it a homey feel.Bryelle is turning three in a week, so Mayeli decided to go on a two-week vacation to Croatia with her mom and Bryelle. She just announced the news to both of them.“He can't my, love, he has a lot of work to do”, Mayeli's Mom replies to Bryelle.Mayeli gave her mom a grateful smile, but got a stern smile that said “How long would you keep this a secret?” She sighed, and looked away, not in the mood for one of mothers constant rebukes.“When are we leaving?” Her mom asked.“Tomorrow”, Mayeli replied brightly.“Yey!” Bryelle
“Hey Tyse”, Nixen said casually, shaking hands with him.Mayeli stared at them, shocked. Tyse is a renowned multi-billionaire. Yeah, Nixen is, rich, but not up to Tyse, Truce, and Killian's level.“How're you doing bro”, Tyse beamed. There's a bright, genuine smile on his face, but Nixen's smile looks forced. Mayeli wondered why.“I'm good. It's a pleasant surprise to see you here”.“I brought Mayeli, but I'm on my way now”.Mayeli noticed Nixen's hands tighten around the bags he was holding. His smile evaporated.“Oh, I see”, Nixen mumbled, glancing at Mayeli.“I better get going”, Tyse said. He had probably noticed the change of expression.“I'll walk you to your car”, Mayeli said, following Tyse.“I think walking me to my car was a bad idea. Nixen didn't look happy about the fact that I brought you”, Tyse said, running his hands through his hair. Gosh, he was so handsome. After Killian, he was the finest man Mayeli had ever seen.“It's fine. You only helped”, She reassured him. So
Mayeli stared at Killian. How could he? How could he do that to Diora, while making out with her?He kept a nonchalant expression, showing no signs of guilt. “What did you do to her?”He looked at her with something close to anger and irritation. “I didn't do anything, Mayeli”.Truce looked at both of them.“Am I missing something here?” Truce asked.“I don't know, ask her?” Killian yelled.Truce turned to Mayeli. “What's wrong, Mayeli?”“Ask your friend”, she screamed, walking away.She saw Truce throw her a quizzical look, and then swiftly ask Killian what was happening. She waited for Killian to reply, but she heard nothing other than a banged door. She hissed and entered the elevator. So, he had made good his threats.She thought of reporting him to the authorities, but she had no proof yet, plus she didn't want the circumstances surrounding Mayeli's birth to go public. Of Course, surely it would if she reported the matter to the authorities. It involved two prominent figures a
Killian stared at Mayeli’s stubborn expression, not knowing what to do. She looked a bit scared by his words, but she maintained a defiant look. She had a face that reminded him of Becky G.She bit on her full, lower lips, and pouted stubbornly. “I hardly deserve a beating for using your toilet”, she pointed out.“Against my will”.“It's just a toilet”. She folded her arms and sat on his bed. “You look gorgeous in white and black though”.His eyes bulged at the socket. What did she just say?She stood up from the bed and walked to where he stood, planting her small frame in front of him. She had a coquettish smile on her face. Gosh! She was tempting him.“Maybe I can handle your anger, so bring it on”. He stared at her slightly apart, pulp, pink lips, and a sensation ran through him.He was certain it was the alcohol talking, but it didn't stop him from feeling the day he was feeling. He turned away from her and walked towards his balcony. He wasn't sure he could resist her when she w
Mayeli edged through the crowd in search of Killian.She had been asking herself several times why she was looking for him, but she couldn't find an answer. When she couldn't see him anywhere, she gave up. She stood in the shadows silently watching the party and sipping wine. She was starting to feel lightheaded from all the wine she had consumed.She felt the urge to pee and headed to find the restroom. For fuck sake, where would she find one in this large house, she wondered.She took the elevator and pressed the third floor, though she wasn't sure where that lead. Build least, she could escape from the noise of the party for a while.When the elevator door opened, she walked down the hallway stretched in front of her, looking for anything that looked like a restroom.Her feet felt wobbly, and she quickly gripped the nearest door handle for support. The door gave way, and she stumbled into a large room.The walls were painted a lovely shade of charcoal green. A large king-size bed w
Mayeli felt apprehensive as she packed her Audi in front of the party venue. Gosh, just how big was this house? She wondered. Whoever owned the place must be swimming in six figures, she reckoned.The building was painted white. It had huge, finely crafted pillars in front of it and a large fountain at the centre. Everything about the house spoke affluence from the interior design to the fleet of cars packed in the garage.Mayeli checked her Rolex. She was thirty minutes late, and from the sound of voices and music emanating from the mansion, she was certain the party had started.She did this often, except when it was an important case in the courtroom. She always arrived at work or events thirty minutes late. It was her own way of taking control, making them wait.She felt a bit nervous though. Nixen was going to introduce her to his friends. It wasn't something she was scared about, but a part of her felt she would see Killian, though he had told her he wasn't going to be here toda
Mayeli felt apprehensive as she packed her Audi in front of the party venue. Gosh, just how big was this house? She wondered. Whoever owned the place must be swimming in six figures, she reckoned.The building was painted white. It had huge, finely crafted pillars in front of it and a large fountain at the centre. Everything about the house spoke affluence from the interior design to the fleet of cars packed in the garage.Mayeli checked her Rolex. She was thirty minutes late, and from the sound of voices and music emanating from the mansion, she was certain the party had started.She did this often, except when it was an important case in the courtroom. She always arrived at work or events thirty minutes late. It was her own way of taking control, making them wait.She felt a bit nervous though. Nixen was going to introduce her to his friends. It wasn't something she was scared about, but a part of her felt she would see Killian, though he had told her he wasn't going to be here today
Mayeli stared at him like he had gone knots. “You came for me? After sending that message. You have the nerve to show yourself to me?” she yelled. People were turning towards that direction, but she didn't care.“I didn't send the message,” he said, raising his brow slightly. His blue eyes looked angry.“Are you going to keep denying it?”“Why are you so certain it's me?” He ran his hands through his lovely hair, letting out a frustrated sigh.“Because only you and me fucken know about two years ago”.“You said your baby was not the product of the affair, so why does it bother you so much? Besides, I'm a celebrity. People follow me around. Someone else might have seen us enter the hotel”.“Please, don't give me that bullshit explanation. And I'm bothered because it fucken hurts to be threatened by you”.“I didn't do it, Mayeli!” His voice was raised now, and she could tell he was getting angry, but she didn't care.“Stop fucking denying it!”“Fine. I did it”, he mumbled in a broken v