Debbie_Asan

Warning: Matured content.

Maya DeLuca was born as a result of adultery. She is the fruit of the shameful love affair her married mother had.  Her mother passed away shortly after giving birth, leaving Maya to bear the consequences of her mother's sins.
Right from birth, Maya was loathed by everyone in her family, especially her stepfather, her late mother’s husband. Maya is the evidence of his wife's betrayal; hence, she is a thorn in his flesh. He abused her, punishing her for her mother’s betrayal.
Maya is a junior chef at a five-restaurant and also works as a waitress at her Stepfather’s gentlemen's club to pay off the debt she owes him. 
Maya's Life becomes more complicated when she gets entangled with a handsome billionaire, Dalton Black, as he hires her as his personal chef.
Maya obliviously captivated Dalton's heart as love blossomed between them. 
However, in order to fight for her love for Dalton Black, Maya must face the nefarious plans devised by Dalton Black's enemies and those who wish to break them apart.
Maya is Dalton's only desire, the light in his grimy world. He would do anything to be with her forever, even though she is a weapon that his enemies plan to use against him.

The billionaire's only desire

The park was silent, with the tranquility of a dark night settling in. Dalton's arms were wrapped around Maya's neck, and her arm was around his waist as they strolled through the park.

"This is nice. We should come here often in our spare time," Maya, sounded drowsy as she rested her head against Dalton's shoulder.

"We will visit this park whenever you want. But first, let me get you home. Your eyes are fluttering, and your voice sounds sleepy."

Maya nodded, mumbling something gibberish.

Dalton scooped her into his arms and gear back to Maya's truck. He could hear faint breaths escaping her lips; she was fast asleep.

As Dalton approached the truck, he was startled by the sound of a gunshot echoing through the quiet night. He tightened his arms around Maya protectively, glaring intently in the direction of the gunshot, but was met only with impenetrable darkness. Maya slept soundly in his arms, oblivious to the danger they might be facing.

First attack