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Do you realize you just played with fire?” He asked in a deadly tone but Maya was too drunk to know what was going on.
“Yh, and I loved the heat.” She replied drunkenly, wrapping her hands around his neck.
“You’re going to regret this when you sober up,” he said, trying to peel her off him but she pouted and shook her head like a five year old whiles settling on his lap more comfortably. At least, comfortable for her not him because he was having a hard time controlling his little guy down there. 
“I need you to show me all the fire you possess, handsome,” she says before giving him a chaste kiss on his lips.
“Was that supposed to be a kiss?” He asked with furrowed brows.
“Uh...huh,” she nodded with a smile.
“Lemme show you how it’s properly done,” he said pulling her chin closer and claiming her lips fully.
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“The divorce papers will be here soon, make sure you sign them,” Damian said bitterly, without sparing her a second glance. Maya’s mouth opened and closed but no words came out. This came as a pure shock to her. She wanted to pinch herself so hard to wake up from this nightmare. Is this the same man she got married to? Is he the same person who swore his undying love for her? The one who promised to be by her side no matter what? The one who swore to trust her no matter what?
“I thought you said you trusted me,” Maya said, her voice coming out in a whisper. “Where did all that disappear to?” 
“I did Maya.....”
“Maya? So it’s Maya now?” Maya cut him off. He had never called her by her biological name ever since they got married. It was always ‘wife’. So what happened now? “It’s no more wife?” She said a drop of tear rolled down her left cheek. 
“I can’t be married to a murderer,” Damian said coldly and Maya’s already broken heart shattered into pieces. It felt as if her heart had been ripped out. She just wanted to fall on her knees and shout till her lungs hurt. 
“I’m a murderer now? Is that what you call me?” Maya asked, pain evident in her voice. 
“That’s what you are,” Damian yelled making her flinch. 
“I won’t explain anything to you again Damian,” Maya chuckled sadly. “But the day my innocence is proven, this is a promise I’m making to you Damian. I’ll walk out of your life just like you’re doing now and I won’t come back again,” Maya said determination filled her voice. 
“I’ll wait for that day,” Damian said coldly and turned to leave. 
The tears Maya had fought so hard rolled down her cheeks as she stared at his retreating back,this was the man she had given her all to. The man she fell blindly in love with and this is how he pays her back???
Filled with an unknown but strong determination, Maya decides to do whatever it takes to prove her innocence even if it means getting help from an unlikely source. 

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Maya’s world came crushing when she finds her fiancé in bed with another woman. Out of sadness, she goes to a bar that same evening to drink her sorrows away. 
What happens when an out of control drunk Maya ends up on the laps of a cold hearted CEO. 
A dark night, series of misunderstandings, a contract, what happens after she sobers up and realizes what mess she has gotten into. 
Will she succeed in thawing the cold CEO and make him a bit soft and gentle? 
He tasted her and now he feels addicted. If her lips and innocent kiss could make him feel this way then what if he went further? What would happen to him if he crossed the forbidden gates. He’s been with a lot of women but no one has made him feel this way. He feel the walls he has built around him crack and his stone cold heart thaws whenever he’s with her. He wants  her and would do anything to to have her and make her his.
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One night with Mr. Billionaire

A single gun shot jolted Maya awake.

"Dennis…..Amayrah…." She whispered, running towards the sound of the gunshot.

She ran toward the sound, boots pounding over concrete, her breath catching in her throat. As she turned the corner, her eyes widened in horror.

Amanda was on the floor, blood blooming across her chest in a thick, merciless stain. Her body twitched once—then went still.

And standing above her, unshaken and remorseless, was Lisa, the smoking gun still in her hand.

"Well," Lisa drawled, cocking her head, eyes dark with satisfaction, "the past always finds a way to bleed into the present."

Maya stared at Amanda's fallen form, shock and sorrow wrestling in her throat. But then her gaze locked with Lisa's—and it turned to fire.

Maya's eyes burned with fury as she stepped toward Lisa, fists clenched at her sides. "You shot her," she seethed. "You really shot your own daughter."

Chapter 125