MAYA
As I took my spoon ready to eat my dinner, Mr. Desmond suddenly sauntered into the dining room. I instantly lost my appetite. There he was smiling at me as he took a seat opposite me but I didn't want to see that handsome face today. This attraction to him had cost me a lot recently. First it was his girlfriend and the photos spreading online. Then it was my boss, who's probably still mad at me no matter how hard I tried to cajole him. And not to mention the article I was supposed to write about him. So far so good there was nothing indicative to write about him. He wasn't perfect but neither did he have those crazy flaws like Mr. Barker expected him too. Whether I liked it or not, I was hanging on a thin thread at this point. And if I were being honest, ever since I became entangl
