With Maria and Greta gone, the manor felt lonely and very awkward. Felt like she was the only one in it, she and his men.His avoidance of her worsened to the extent that he never went out with her anymore; somehow, she felt useless just sitting and speaking to Lina. This wasn't the life she had planned for herself.Getting up in the morning was a chore; she hated seeing the rising sun, reminding her she was still in the manor.She knew he was punishing her, withholding his attention so she wouldn't feel substantial enough.And she had felt that, along with the hope that he might snap one day and throw her out.No matter how long that was going to be, she was going to wait for it.She snapped out of her thoughts when Lina tapped her shoulder, dragging her out of her usual overthinking."You look pale," Lina noticed.They were outside in the garden; Lina was plucking herbs in her little square garden that Maya had just discovered. Maya didn't need to be told that this was the herb she u
"What you're about to do is dangerous, Maya," Luca said again, turning, constantly checking the mirror to either look at her or the incoming cars."I know," she answered, staring down at the beautiful blue backless gown she wore and loving the feel of makeup for the first time in a long while on her face.It was evening, and though she still had a fever, she was bent on looking the sexiest. She clutched her bag; that was the only way."This can't be the only way to get his attention; what if he hurts you?" Luca was saying.He was worried and annoyed.Why was he the only one called on to do the dirty job? God help him if he comes out of this one without a bullet.But he wouldn't blame her; he could feel her desperation, alone in the manor—hell, even pet birds had more freedom than her.Like right Now, he looked in the mirror, seeing a car stalking them. He had seen the car immediately after he and Maya drove out of the manor, and though they had taken countless turns, the vehicle never
Mayasitting there, constantly looking out of the window, and only dropping a faint smile at my date when it became apparent I wasn't paying attention.The thought that I was using someone for my selfish gain disgusted me. I heaved a sigh, looking out the window again. Luca, in sign language, told me to focus on my date. I smiled and faced him."So what do you do?" I asked to get into a conversation I would be a part of.He tried not to look annoyed when he said, "I said that already introducing myself."Oh my God!" I was mad at myself; making people feel ignored wasn't what I wanted. "I'm so sorry. I have a lot of things going on.""like?" He raised his wine glass to his lips, his blonde hair neatly trimmed, giving off his successful aura.He had pale blue eyes, and one time he had a medicated glass on to read the menu.I smiled, "Well, I guess I offended my boss because I wanted his attention."The blonde's brows furrowed. "Woah, now I want to hear about that now."I felt cold, I was
Author's POVShe stared at the papers. In disbelief, she raised her lashes at him, distrust written on her face.This was to make him feel threatened that she still wasn't done with her fight to escape him.But he had taken it seriously."Take it, Maya," he urged, his voice getting icy.She swallowed, her hands on the papers he held, and he made sure his fingers caressed hers before he let go of them.She let her eyes fall from his face down to the paper, and when her eyes fell on his scribbling,She couldn't hold the fury, for on the papers, he had drawn a huge "no," over the space that needed his signature.The paper was ruined."How dare you!" she sneered, the tears threatening to fall from her eyes.He leaned so his face was close to hers. "No, How dare you think it's going to be over just because you say it is?""What the fuck do you even want from me?" "You! I want you!""No, you don't!" He'd never heard her sound so angry since she was in the manor—defiant. Sadness, a lot. Ang
"I can't be pregnant," Maya muttered again. Disbelief in every inch of her voice. There was something the woman wasn't getting right; she just couldn't. Hell, how could she even become a mom?Growing up, she'd thought it'd take some ritual with a beautiful soul to be a mom, whatever that meant. Was she fit? Was her body healthy enough to take something so delicate?She was scared and amazed at the same time.She placed her hand on her stomach, clutching it inwardly and smiling as if she were part of the world's eight wonders. Creating life.Right in her little stomach, that didn't seem to increase in weight. She wanted to suddenly find out how many days it took to get a bump.Damon was saying, "Ma'am, you can't just look at her and say..."For the first time, Maya heard his voice shake and almost laughed. Look at him all shaken now, listening to the consequences of his actions."To prove I know what I'm talking about, she can come to the hospital tomorrow so we can get a proper test,"
She stared at him, her eyes beginning to glisten. "No, I can't. I want it."Precisely what he was scared of: "There's no way that's normal." His voice was calm again, and his eyes held hers in place. "Maya, you're making a mistake.""You are not in a place to tell me if I make a mistake!" She screamed at him, the pain in her voice making him flinch, "It's my baby, alright!""It's my baby too," He took several steps forward, placing his hands on her face, "Hell, we never knew we were going to come to this mess in the first place!" Her voice was low, and she sobbed, "It's not a mess. It's mine...""Stop this, Maya!" She held his hand, quickly placing it on her abdomen in a desperate attempt to get him to agree, but he pulled back his hand."What are you so scared of? Huhn! How does a pregnancy hurt you?...""You don't want to know!" He clenched his fists at his sides, shutting his eyes so she didn't see the emotion beginning to bristle. "Look, Maya, we do it this way; you get rid of it
She pulled the trigger, and it exploded on his chest. She thought she could even hear the bullet pushing through bones before coming to a final stop, causing him to stagger back a little.They stood there in silence for seconds, searching each other's eyes, hers filled with uncertainty as reality set in and his with a mixture of amazement and surprise.Before he groaned, staggering back, his hands flying to his chest.Realizing what she had done, her hands went shaky, and the gun fell to the floor; her eyes widened as she stared at his staggering body, reaching for his hand on the knob, but it was too unsteady to do anything for him."You fucking shot me, Maya," he groaned, sinking to the ground. Staring at his fingers and was surprised to see nothing. But still, he grimaced, shutting his eyes.She shuddered, watching him, unable to take her eyes off his writhing frame. "Oh, my God!" She whispered, "What have I done?""You shot me; that's what you did, damnit." He was suddenly onto h
She sat behind him in the car as he drove, popping up in a familiar environment she had frequently visited, most times passing nights so that she wouldn't go home to deal with Anna's tantrums.It was in a neat neighborhood, all thanks to Abby's mother, who had left it for her only child before passing away three years earlier.Maya loved this place; it was because of the memories associated with it since they all involved her favorite person in the whole wide world, Abby.Now she took in the environment as Sir Derinem rode on the tarred road before he took a turn. He began to talk into the earphone, "Yeah, Luca." He waited, "no, about to. But we're almost there anyway. Did you get it? Both of them? Alright,"As promised, he pushed everything aside and began working on getting her out of the manor. Derinem's final decision was to go to the US, to which Luca objected, saying that would be the first place Damon would look for her, especially when he found out it had been with Derinem's h