Chapter6
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She stood on her tiptoe, and kissed him, sucking his lower lip, as heat radiated from his body.
Then Edward grabbed her by the arm and pulled her away. "What are you doing?" He asked, annoyed, not because of her but because of how his body was responding to her.
"Don't act like you don't want it." Maya stares at him head-on.
their eyes not breaking contact. The tension thickens in the air. Then Edward reached out and buried his hand in her silky hair, as he pressed his lips against hers, they were rough as they glided against her soft ones, expliciting a moan from her. She closed her eyes, her hands going up to hold the broad nape of his neck as she pulled him down, climbing on her tiptoes. Her hands were tightening around her neck.
His breath was warm and clean. He tasted intense, just like his personality.
While her breath was warm and minty-sweet, she mixed it with the drink she took.
His hands removed her Bikini top and panties from her body and gently cupped her breasts. She gasped as his lips left hers and kissed her jaw as they made their way to her luscious neck. His thumbs rubbed and circled on her soft areoles, causing her n*****s to harden. Her body instantly heated up and she felt her core pool between her thighs. Then move away from her stare into her eyes for some minutes, when he was fully convinced. He took off his clothes and carried Maya to the bed.
His tongue trailed on the column of her neck, his nose tracing the smooth skin as he planted rough wet kisses, his teeth seeking her throbbing pulse.
She moaned when he bit on her pulse lightly, causing sparks of felicity to travel down to her pulsating core.
"God, you're so stunning." He murmured. Since they broke up, he hasn't been with another woman, he has refused to let any other woman touch him apart from Maya. His voice was raspy and deep and he pressed his forehead against hers.
" I want you so f*****g bad." He declares huskily. His Smokey grey eyes were boring into hers.
He felt all the blood rush from his brain to his d**k, making it twitch, it has been so painful for him to control his lustful desire, when all he wanted to do was to take her.
Edward stayed awake long after Maya fell asleep.
The room was silent except for the soft sound of her breathing.
His arms tightened slightly around her as he stared down at her sleeping face. Strands of hair rested across her cheeks, and her lips were slightly parted in sleep.
She looked peaceful.
Too peaceful for someone who made him destroy his self-control in one night.
Edward closed his eyes briefly.
After four years…
One touch from her and he had completely lost himself.
Again.
He should have walked away the moment he realized she was drugged.
Instead, the second she touched him and whispered his name, every ounce of restraint snapped.
And now she was sleeping in his bed.
Wrapped in his sheets.
Like she belonged there.
Edward’s jaw tightened painfully.
She was still the only woman he had ever truly wanted.
Even after she left him when he had nothing.
Even after she married another man.
Even after years apart.
No one compares to her.
No one ever would.
Edward brushed his fingers lightly through her hair before pulling away carefully from the bed.
Maya stirred softly but didn’t wake up.
He walked into the bathroom, splashed cold water across his face, and stared at his reflection in the mirror.
“You’re losing control,” he muttered.
But deep down, he already knew something worse.
He didn’t care.
Because somewhere between the anger, betrayal, and obsession…
He had already decided.
He was getting her back.
No matter what it took.
Edward returned to the bedroom and stopped himself from looking too long at her exposed skin beneath the blankets.
Dangerous mistake.
One more look and he’d crawl back into that bed.
The digital clock beside the bed read 4:03 AM.
“Damn.”
His meeting.
He had completely missed the meeting with an important client because of her.
Edward grabbed his phone from the table and typed a quick message rescheduling the appointment.
Normally, something like this would have infuriated him.
But strangely…
He wasn’t angry at all.
Instead, his gaze drifted back toward Maya again.
His expression softened for a brief second.
Then he quickly looked away.
Before leaving, Edward ordered a fresh suit for himself and a new dress for Maya since hers was ruined from the beach and the struggle earlier.
After one final glance at her sleeping figure, he quietly left the suite.
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Hours later, Maya slowly opened her eyes.
A soft whimper escaped her lips the moment she moved.
Her entire body ached.
Especially her legs.
Confusion filled her sleepy mind as she stared at the unfamiliar ceiling above her.
Where am I?
Maya frowned weakly and pushed herself upright.
The luxurious room slowly came into focus.
Dark walls.
Expensive furniture.
Large windows overlooking the ocean.
This wasn’t her hotel room.
Panic instantly flooded her chest.
Then suddenly—
The memories came crashing back.
The beach.
The drinks.
Feeling dizzy.
The stranger was grabbing her.
Edward.
Her breath caught painfully.
And then…
Everything after that.
Maya’s face drained of color.
“No…”
Her shaking hands gripped the sheets tightly.
Tears burned her eyes immediately.
She had slept with Edward.
Her ex-boyfriend.
While married.
A painful ache spread through her chest so strongly that she struggled to breathe properly.
Ignoring the soreness in her body, Maya forced herself out of bed quickly.
The movement nearly made her collapse.
She grabbed the edge of the mattress for support.
God.
Her body hurt everywhere.
Maya squeezed her eyes shut briefly, fighting the tears threatening to spill.
How did everything go so wrong so fast?
Her gaze suddenly dropped toward the floor where her scattered clothes lay.
Embarrassment hit her hard.
Quickly gathering her things, Maya avoided looking at the messy bed behind her.
She needed to leave.
Now.
Before Edward came back.
Before she completely broke down.
But just as she reached the door, something caught her attention.
A black shopping bag sat neatly on the couch.
Maya frowned slightly before walking toward it.
Inside was a beautiful cream-colored dress along with a pair of heels.
A note rested on top.
With trembling fingers, Maya picked it up and read the short message.
“Change into these before leaving.”
No name.
No signature.
But she immediately recognized the handwriting.
Edward.
Maya stared at the note silently.
A thousand emotions crashed through her at once.
Anger.
Confusion.
Guilt.
And something even more dangerous.
Because despite everything—
A small part of her still remembered how safe she felt in his arms last night.
Maya quickly crushed the thought before it could grow.
“No,” she whispered shakily.
She was married.
She loved William.
What happened last night was a mistake.
A terrible mistake.
But then another thought suddenly hit her.
What if William find out?
Maya’s stomach dropped instantly.
Fear spread through her body so fast that her hands started shaking.
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