CHAPTER 19: LET THE WORLD BURN

Maya was shocked and appalled to see what Deryn had left her. Her hands were on her mouth, she started tearing up. She looked up at the stairs and saw Deryn coming down the stairs, looking dismayed in his white packet shirt that he unbuttoned the first two buttons and his black suit trousers,

"Deryn," She said faintly.

Deryn did not want to look at her face until he came close to her,

"You lied to me, Maya." He said as calm as he could be.

"Deryn, please forgive me," Maya begged.

"You were with my father, at the billionaires club. Yet you told me you were at the office."

"I was at the office, Deryn."

"Stop lying Maya," He said, he never raised his voice at a woman.

"I was at the office when you called me Deryn, please listen to me," Maya said as tears rolled down her eyes.

"I asked first, didn't I?" Deryn said calmly, wearing no emotions.

"I asked you first Maya, didn't I?!" Deryn said at the top of his voice.

"Deryn please it's not like that, please for God's sake, Deryn listen to me!" Maya yelled.

"You told me you weren't busy, Maya you lied to me. I can't believe it" Deryn couldn't contain his emotions. He was deeply saddened by Maya's action.

"Deryn, I'm sorry, please forgive me."

"Why did you go with him?"

"It was important Deryn, please I beg you, don't doubt me."

"You have given me every reason to Maya. Maya Hunts, you have given me every reason to doubt you!" Deryn said.

"Deryn, please I'm so sorry. Deryn!"

Deryn was pissed at Maya, that he couldn't stand being next to her. "Hope the event was worth it," Deryn said with spite as he left for his room upstairs.

"Deryn! Deryn! Deryn!" Maya cried out. She fell on the floor and banged it continuously. The maids watched her as she continued to weep.

AT THE CLUB DENAIRE

The event was over, they had raised a sum total of the 5 million Mr Rogers had earlier suggested. All the billionaires and their women left in troops. Mr Weeks tried to sight Flora, he was bothered about what he did to her in the gardens.

He finally saw her go in Mr Lin's car, but it was too late for him to talk to her,

"Shit!, Shit! Shit!" He cussed in annoyance. He was very much frustrated. He was worried about Maya as well. He thought of where she could be by then, so he called her. Maya bounced 3 of his missed calls. It kept on going straight to voicemail,

...Hey, it's Maya. Just kidding, leave a message at the beep.

Mr Weeks was already tensed, so he left a voicemail for Maya,

"Maya, I know you're seeing my calls, please pick up. We need to talk, and it's urgent."

GOGO MOTELS

Maya lay on her bed, lost in her thoughts. Why, Maya, Why? She thought to herself. Deryn is a good guy, he's an incredible guy, why the fuck did you blow this up??? She asked herself.

Mr Week's voicemail came in, she listened to it and she threw her phone out of anger,

"Fuck!!!!!" She cussed.

What troubled her the most was what the president said earlier at the billionaires club. She hadn't still made enough money for her father. She couldn't go, and she had a deadline of three days. What could she do, she thought to herself.

She heard some noise outside of the motel, she quickly got up to examine what was going on. She peeped from her window, she saw some construction workers setting up their machines,

"This late at night?" She murmured.

At the sight of this Maya knew that there wasn't enough time to worry about what Deryn might think of her. All she cared about was her father's health.

"I'm running out of time, oh God," She sighed as she went back to bed.

MR WEEKS MANSION

Mr Weeks came back late, exhausted from all the drama he went through at the fundraising event. He went to the wine house; a room in his home, to pour himself a drink. He drank his sorrows away until he was drunk. He sat down reminiscing his time with his late wife, Jacqueline.

1995, At The Little House (The Wonderful Place.)

It was a beautiful place, filled with marvellous arts, designs, flowers and pastries. Wayne and Jacqueline haven't seen each other since Wayne's bedroom incident. They met again at the little house, Jacqueline was dressed in a short blue floral gown. She tied her hair up like a little French girl.

Wayne came with his parents, while Jacqueline came with hers as well. Their eyes caught many times but they refused to maintain eye contact. Wayne got tired of Jacqueline's childishness and decided to meet her parents,

"Mon Dieu, Wayne, how are you?" Mrs Leblanc said startled. Jacqueline moved some steps backwards away from her parents.

"I'm fine Ma'am," Wayne said with the most charming smile.

Jacqueline tried to pretend like she had no idea it was Wayne standing with her parents,

"Jacqueline," Me Leblanc called out. He continued,

"Come meet Wayne, your french student."

"No need Sir, I'll meet her," Wayne said as he excused himself from the Leblancs.

Jacqueline walked stylishly away from Wayne as he approached her,

"What do you want from me?" She mumbled.

Wayne finally caught up to her and held her hands softly,

"I want you, Jacqueline." He said softly.

Jacqueline scoffed, she couldn't believe Wayne was being serious,

"You want me, I guess you're really stupid. My mom noticed her erotic CDs were gone. I almost got in trouble." She said aggressively.

"Jacqueline, please, I beg you. I shouldn't have made you watch the movie." Wayne tried assure Jacqueline that he was truly sorry.

"I can't believe you're saying this now! How stupid can you be?" She said.

"Did you touch yourself?" Wayne asked out of curiosity.

"What?" Jacqueline said wondering why Wayne would ask her such a question.

"Did you touch yourself?" He repeated himself as he stared into her wishful eyes.

"I'm not deaf Wayne, of course, I heard you! And no I didn't!" She said angered by Wayne.

Mr Wayne came closer to her, he could feel Jacqueline's heart beating so fast,

"What are you doing Wayne?" She asked breathing heavily. She was in a trance when Wayne over stepped his boundaries and used his hands to go down slowly to her private part from under her gown,

"Wayne, Wayne, stop, stop," She said, but she could not control the sensation she felt, she moaned as Wayne manoeuvred through her clits.

"You touched yourself didn't you?" He whispered into her ears, with his soft and tender voice. It was a bit coarsed when he whispered it into her ears.

She confessed to him. She told him that she touched herself after that day, she also told him that she loved it. They both conversed in one corner of the Little House, anyone who passed would think Wayne was consoling a lady who lost her pet. Little did they know that they were being naughty and dirty talking.

That began the beautiful relationship between Jacqueline and Wayne. They would go to each other's house and Wayne would pretend like it was just French that he was learning from Jacqueline.

Jacqueline was on top of Wayne on his bed, she was wearing his big T-shirt, books were also scattered all over his bed,

"What do you love more than me?" Jacqueline asked smiling at Wayne.

"Books," Wayne said with a peal of short laughter.

Jacqueline picked one of the books on his bed and threw it at his face,

"No stupid, you're supposed to say nothing, you love me and only me." She said as Wayne grabbed her and kissed her. They rolled on the bed on top of the books and to the floor, on top of each other Wayne looked Jacqueline in the eye and said to her,

"I love you to the moon and back again my love." He said as Jacqueline kissed him again and told him that she loved him too.

"Your parents and mine would definitely kill us if they find out that we've been fucking." Jacqueline said as they both laughed.

"You know who we're like?" Wayne said to Jacqueline as he carried her up from the floor,

"What?" Jacqueline said curiously. Still on top of Wayne she faced him and while standing he said,

"The movie, that french movie. You're Cheri, while I'm Leah." Wayne said.

"My darling, how on earth can you be Leah and I be Cheri?" Jacqueline said as she laughed hysterically.

"The age difference my love, yet that wasn't a barrier. Lea and Cheri loved themselves regardless, my love. We know that both our parents would never let us be together, because of our age difference." Wayne said troubled.

Wayne was aged 24 then, while Jacqueline was aged 18,

"My love, Mon Cheri," Jacqueline said as she showered Wayne with kisses on his face. Wayne was still carrying Jacqueline when she said to him,

"Whether they accept it or not, nothing changes. I will watch the world burn, just so we could be together." Jacqueline said as she fell to the bed.

"Now, Molest me," She said as she took off her clothes.