Mayeli let in a deep breath. She knew she was meant to be resisting him right now. What was she going to say to Nixen?She opened her mouth to protest, by shut it when his fingers rubbed circles on her thighs. Her heartbeat was already racing, and she was feeling an intense hunger in her lower belly. It was insane how easily she responded to his touch.“Tell me to stop now”, he whispered, his hands gripping her hips.How could she tell him to stop when she wanted him so badly. The image of Nixen’s sad face came to her head, and she paused for a moment.“Please stop, Lian”, she managed. She stared into his eyes, and was shocked to see the hunger she saw hidden there. Her hunger probably matched his, but she had to think of Nixen.He cupped her cheeks in his large hands. “Are you sure you want me to stop, baby?” He asked.She bit on her lower lips for a second, and when she parted them to speak, he stop the words from escaping with his lips. Killian kiss was intense and passionate, co
A knock on the door.Shaila stopped talking and turned to stare at Mayeli who she had been teasing endlessly.“Did you order anything?” Mayeli asked her sister.“No. I will get the door”. Shaila adjusted her short, flay, yellow dress, and headed for the door. She opened the door, paused for a second, and turned to stare at Mayeli.“What?” Mayeli asked, puzzled. Shaila loved to add drama to everything she was doing.“He is here”. Shaila had a sheepish grin on her face.“Who?” Mayeli's face twisted in a frown, what was her sister getting at this time.“Killian”, Shaila replied.Mayeli felt her body freeze. What was Killian doing here? She could barely breathe. Shaila mumbled an excuse, and exited the room, leaving the door wide open for Killian.Killian sauntered in with a sweet smile on his handsome face. He looked breathtaking. He was wearing a sleek, moist-wicking orange, basketball jersey that showed off his perfect body. His loose black shorts stopped just above his thighs, showi
“Can you pass me the cream, Mayeli?” Killian asked Mayeli.They were having lunch together. They had just finished the games and had decided to eat out instead of going back to their hotel.Mayeli was seated beside him, on his right, while Bryelle was on his left. Shaila was sitting beside Mayeli, and next to her were her two kids and her mother next to them. Truce was seated beside Bryelle, while Tyse was seated beside him.They were all happily chatting about the game. His team had won, and he had scored most of the goals. When he was a kid, he always loved the idea of growing up to become a medical doctor who played a lot of basketball. But he had to give up his dreams for the sake of his family’s business, though he never gave up on his hobby. He was the only biological son of his parents so he had to take over the company after them. Nixen was adopted, and so he wasn't forced with the responsibility of handling the company. He was left to make his choice, and he chose law.Kill
“You look gorgeous, May”, Kreed said, placing a cup of coffee on Mayeli's large office table.She gave him a weak smile. “Thank you”.Okay, so what's with the sour mood? She just returned from her trip yesterday, but had insisted on coming to work amidst Nixen's protest.She couldn't bear to stay idle, it would kill her. She was thinking too much about Killian, and she was trying her best to stay away from Nixen, which was impossible since she basically saw him everyday and mostly every time. Her conscience was killing her.“Mayeli, I just completed your dress, and no thank you?” Kreed frowned.“I said thank you for”. She rolled her eyes at him. How she looked was the least of her worries. She was wearing a peach coloured Chanel suit and a white Jimmy Choo heels. Her hair was styled to fall down her back and she had a light makeup on her face.“I didn't hear you”, Kreed mumbled. Mayeli knew he was just trying to get her to talk, his best attempt at trying to cheer her up. “Just let m
Mayeli walked into the head teacher's office to see her little daughter clutching to a tall well-built figure. Even though she was staring at his back, she knew it was Killian. She felt her heart twist painfully as she remembered her conversation with Nixen a few minutes ago. What the fuck was Killian doing here? And holding her little girl? He had the nerves!“He barely needs the nerve to hold his child”, Mayeli's inner voice chastised, but she ignored the voice.For a second, she panicked. What if Killian had discovered he was Mayeli's father? Otherwise, what was he doing here?“Are you Bryelle's Mom?” A tall, slim, and shockingly pretty lady, whom Mayeli had not noticed earlier asked. The woman had a slightly deep voice and an athletic body that fitted her beautiful round face. She was dressed in a black, Channel suit-skirt. She was clutching to a cute, chubby young girl of about Bryelle's age, whom Mayeli believed to be the woman's daughter.Christ, the little girl was probably t
“Shoot!” Mayeli muttered, stepping out of her car.An accident had occurred, and the road was blocked. There was no other route leading to her house except this one. Accidents like this happened a lot during the winter. And tonight, it was snowing heavily.She checked her silver Edox wristwatch. It was 8 p.m. When she left school, Mayeli had taken Bryelle to her mother's house. Bryelle refused to talk to her, so she had to visit her Mom.After a long talk with Bryelle and a thorough scolding from her mom about telling Killian about Bryelle's real father, Mayeli was allowed to leave her mom's house. Now here she was, stuck!She looked around for who she could talk to, but everyone seemed busy. Finally, a middle-aged, male police officer walked past her, and she quickly stopped the woman.“What's the progress on clearing, Ma'am?” Mayeli asked. The woman gave her a compassionate look. “I'm sorry, the road not be cleared anytime soon, and even if it cleared, it would be very dangerous t
“What?” Mayeli shrieked.The receptionist politely repeated what she had just said, though she shot Mayeli a death glare, and threw Killian a coquettish smile. Mayeli didn't the young woman. Killian had that effect on many people, including males. The man was a breathing temptation.“I said we are filled to our capacity, and there are no space rooms”, the receptionist repeated.“Okay, that's fine, she'd stay in my room. Give me the keys to room 306, I made a reservation”, Killian said to the receptionist.The receptionist blushed. “I'm coming, I have to check the records, give me a moment”.Mayeli shot her a glare. The woman had the nerve to flirt with Killian in front of her.“Of course, she has every right to flirt with him. He is not yours or is he?” Her inner voice whispered.Oh, the damn voice! It always told her the truth. Truths she wasn't willing to accept.“Here you go”, the receptionist said, handing Killian the key to his room. Killian tried to collect the keys, but the wo
Mayeli kicked her legs back and forth in the pool, enjoying the feel of the cold water on her bare legs.“Do you mind sharing your story then?” She asked Killian.He remained silent for a moment, and she thought he wouldn't reply.“Do you really want to hear my story, it's quite boring”, Killian replied, running his hands through his rough, curly hair. His eyes were focused on the distance in front of them.“I want to hear it”.“Her name was Emma. We dated for three years, and we broke up two years ago. Emma was everything I wanted in a woman, physically and emotionally, and sometimes I wondered why she was with me. She was too good for me”.Mayeli tried to hide the burning feeling in her chest. Killian had a girlfriend after her? One he considered too good for him. She was jealous.“Then what happened?” Mayeli asked in a strained voice.“We loved each other very much, but I always felt something was missing. I felt like there was something I had left behind that I was meant to find.
Kreed laughed and stood up. He picked up the baseball bat he had been holding and threw it to Tyse.“Beat Killian to death with it, and I’d let you live. You did nothing to offend me, did you?”Mayeli’s eyes widened.“What?” Tyse asked.“You know it’s either you or him, right? Or mostly both. So why don’t you save yourself?”Mayeli thought of what to do to buy time. Of course, no one was coming to save them, since Kreed said he had taken care of the police, but she had no other option. She couldn’t watch what was about to happen. She’d rather die first.“Kreed, when did you become this evil? There’s still a way out of this, you don’t have to commit more murders.”Kreed laughed for a long time, and when he stopped, he faced Mayeli. “The day your father burnt down my family, he created an unrepentant monster. I only trained the monster. First I worked with the CIA, then with the FBI, then as a special intelligence security agent, and when I was convinced I had learnt everything I wanted
Mayeli and Killian turned to see Kreed standing a few feet from them. He was wearing the same outfit he had been wearing this morning before she had left him. Black turtle-neck top, black trousers, black boots and a dark brown long coat.But this time there was something different. He was wearing black gloves. But that wasn’t it. What was he doing here? How did he know she was here? She told no one.Kreed took a step forward, and Killian immediately reached for his pocket.Kreed was faster. “Let me borrow your words. I won’t dare if I were in your shoes because I’ll shoot you down without hesitation. Now rid yourself of your weapons and don’t try to play smart.”Killian did as he was told.Mayeli couldn’t believe her ears. This was Kreed, right? Or did he have a twin? Or perhaps was this a replica of him? Or cloning? She didn’t understand. Why was Kreed pointing a gun at them?“Kreed. What’s happening? I don’t understand.” But Mayeli was beginning to understand. She recognized the loo
“You should drive faster!” Killian barked at Tyse.“At this rate, we’d probably die in an accident before we get to her,” Truce screamed.Killian turned to him. “Do you deserve to live?”Truce shook his head. “No. Tyse, drive faster!”He was still mad at his friends for abandoning Mayeli when he was away for the stupid reasons they gave. He had trusted them to take care of her while he was away, but they had done just the opposite. They had begged and apologized severally, but he wasn’t forgiving them yet. He’d make them work for their forgiveness, and so far, they’ve been doing just that.“Maybe you should take the wheel!” Tyse barked at Truce. “I’ll drive faster, Killian,” he replied, Killian with a smile.“If that bitch, Shaila so much as touch my woman, I won’t hesitate to strangle her with my hands”, Killian said through his teeth.How could he have missed the signs?He had known Shaila wasn’t the sister she pretended to be, and he had known she was still obsessed, but he didn’t
“I don’t understand,” Mayeli said, carefully. Shaila was getting drunk, and Mayeli feared what she would do to her. At the moment, she wasn’t the woman Mayeli had known all her life, she was a wounded animal seeking blood.“I met Killian in our second grade. He was two levels higher than me, so we never really talked. Everyone loved him, everyone wanted him, and I wanted him more than any of them. And one day, I went home after school and he was with his parents in our house. Father had introduced them as his friends and ours, and had told us they were going to have dinner with us.I still remembered how overjoyed I had been that day. I had asked my maid, Nisha, to make me the prettiest little girl ever, and during dinner, I did everything to get Killian’s attention, but he didn’t care. He didn’t even notice my hair or dress or anything, but I didn’t give up. After dinner, he talked to me, he told me my dress was pretty and he liked my tiara. I was so overjoyed that I couldn’t sleep t
Mayeli typed Killian’s office floor number on the elevator keypad, 67.She could hardly wait as the box took her upwards. She hadn't met Killian since that day at the mall and she couldn't wait to see him. Her heart was racing already, and she could feel a hunger in her lower belly, a hunger he had awakened.The elevator stopped and the doors slid open. Mayeli stepped out eagerly, heading for the last building on the floor. When she reached, she rang Killian’s office doorbell. No one answered. She rang it again, but nothing. Thankfully, she knew the key pass.“I'm coming in,” she said, and pushed the door open. Surprisingly, the office was empty.The office was just the way Mayeli remembered, the same. White high walls, one glass wall showing off the breathtaking view of the City of London, a large oak table and a chair behind it and two in front. A mini-parlour of four black cushions and a white table, and lastly a glass shelf holding Killian's books, magazines, trophies, and aw
Mayeli braided the last strand of her sister’s hair slowly, listening to Bryelle’s tale of her latest BTS crush, Jungkook, and laughing. Her daughter was crushing on celebrities already.“I have a shoot with V soon, he might not be your favourite, but you should come,” Shaila said.Bryelle shook her head. “I want just him, no one else.”Shaila laughed. “Suit yourself.” She turned to Mayeli. “Be fast would braids, babe, I need to be somewhere soon.”Shaila had been going out more frequently recently, and she never said where she was going, no matter how many times Mayeli asked. Mayeli decided to let her be. She would come around when she wanted to.The doorbell rang, and Bryelle went to get it. She returned a few minutes later.“Mom, it’s Kreed.” She walked past them into her room. Shaila turned to Mayeli with a stupid smile on her face. “Your husband is calling.”Mayeli frowned, tossing her hair behind her. “His not my husband, stop with the joke.”Shaila laughed. “I have somewhere t
Killian covers the distance between him and Mayeli. She looked so flawless, so beauty more than he had remembered. Just a glimpse of her took his breath away, just a glimpse of her rose his hunger so intense that he hardly had control over it.He covered her slim waist with his arms and took in a breath of her.“Killian?” She called, her voice shocked. “Is this real? Am I hallucinating? How’s this even possible?”She started to check his body. “Are you real? Are you hurt or burnt?” Tears were already flowing down her pale cheeks again. “How’s this possible. Am I losing it?”Killian knew she had too many questions, but he couldn’t explain, not yet. He was here to warn her and he didn’t have much time.He turned her to face him and almost regretted it when his eyes fell on her fleshy, exposed, full and ready for him. He shook his head; just being near her drove him crazy, and it had been so long. He had watched from a distance and longed for her, but it wasn’t yet time. He had to think
“You should be careful,” Kreed said, helping Mayeli out of the car.Mayeli chuckled. “I’m careful as I am. You’re the unnecessarily worried one.”He had been fusing over her for months now since she got out of bed. She was fine now, but he won’t leave her. He was always by her side, and sometimes she wondered when he had time for himself.Bryelle came to Mayeli’s side. She pecked her. “I’ll see you later Mom, my friends are waiting.” She ran off before Mayeli could say a word.They were meant to eat dinner together after shopping for clothes, but she had come up with excuses that she had to meet up with her friends.“She’s growing up so fast,” Kreed said, laughing.Mayeli turned to him. Today was his girlfriend’s birthday, but he had been with her all day. “Aren’t you going to meet Sonia?”The smile faded from Kreed’s handsome face. “We met before I came by this morning.”Mayeli sighed. She knew Kreed had feelings for her, but she had no way to confront them. She wasn’t interested in
Mayeli slowly opened her heavy eyelids and tried to understand her environment. The smell of anthesptic filled her nostrils and her lungs burned. Her throbbed and her body felt as stiff as a log of wood.She tried turning, but her body had a mind of its own. The bright light streaming from the windows blinded her weak vision. She recognized the room after a while, it was her room, but why was she strapped to a bed, and why were there several equipment attached to her body?She couldn’t move or think; her whole body throbbed.The door opened and a familiar face walked in. She looked older, though. Mayeli tried to remember and slowly, her memory returned.Bryelle, her daughter.She tried to call her name, but her voice came out as a low whisper; even that effort was painful. Bryelle rushed to her side. She was wearing a short black skirt and a pink jacket. Her was packed in a high bun. She looked different, dazzling, and all grown up, not the little girl Mayeli had known.“Mom, you’re