Maverick laid Jeslyn to sleep on a huge bed before he stood by the side to watch her. She was so drunk that the sll of alcohol on her was horrible but Maverick had no intention of waking her up or cleaning her up. It was to his own advantage because he knew that she would be throwing a tantrum by the ti she woke up.
Sat by the bedside and looked at her lovingly. He missed her so much that he couldn’t stay back anymore and broke the stupid rules laid down by Celestine.
He knew that if he did it so brazenly when Jeslyn is still this angry at him, the result might be bad rather than good, so he sched against that stubborn bull to have his way. For a week or two, Celestine wouldn’t be conducting classes, so he and Jeslyn would stay together on this Island until they settle their differences. He’d rather die than lose her again for the second ti!
Maverick brushed away the ssy hair on her gorgeous face and slowly stroked her inviting lips. Jeslyn moved her lips and slowly parted them a little. A small smile found its way to Maverick’s lips when he saw her behaving like a kitten.
"... You heartless woman," he said slowly. "How could you ignore for so long?" He pulled down her lower lip to see her well-arranged teeth. "Didn’t you ...miss ?"
He thought of sothing and his brows creased. That boy...
Maverick’s eyes lowered to Jeslyn’s chest and he saw that her first few buttons were opened. Thinking that Ruben must have seen his wife’s peaches, Maverick’s eyes darkened.
Was this why he was blushing after seeing him? Was it because he saw his wife’s little treasures, was that why he stuttered and looked frightened? In no ti, the room was filled with Maverick’s killing intent. His hand was balled in a fist as he thought of the inconceivable.
If he hadn’t hurried there in ti, would that ’boy’ have taken advantage of his weak wife?
Maverick arrived at Country Y by evening and was expecting to et Jeslyn in her hostel but instead, he was told by Yellow that Jeslyn went with her friends to the Karaoke close to them.
When he got there, Jeslyn’s friends were singing while she sat there looking annoyed. He didn’t want to get involved so he booked the next VIP karaoke room and asked code two to bring him his laptop. Then he hacked into the system and started to watch what was going on in the room.
Maverick saw when Jeslyn changed the music and started to sing. He saw when she burst into tears, he saw and heard all the truth and dare they did. Stupid of her to think that lowly of him.
Maverick also saw when she drank 5 bottles of beer and fell asleep. It was after he saw that guy alone with his woman that he stood up to go pick up his wife, only to see that horrendous scene.
Maverick picked up his phone and dialed a number. "Investigate soone..."
After the call, he set the phone aside and started to take off her dress. He didn’t intend to do this but if he doesn’t take advantage of her at this point, he’ll lose out tomorrow.
After taking off her dress and seeing her stark naked, he went to get so water in a bowl and cleaned her up. "Troubleso," he sighed after saying that. "Why drink when you can’t? If things are bad, you talk it out, not drink it out, Jeslyn."
He returned the water before he started to take off his clothes. After he took off everything, he went under the blanket and drew closer to her. He leaned closer to her, ready to steal a kiss when he heard her say in her sleepy voice;
"Bad Maverick... You are so bad. So wicked. I hate you..."
Maverick froze and shifted his gaze to her face. She was still sleeping. He shook his head before he got on top of her, but made sure to support his weight with his hands.
"Don’t call wicked yet. Although I won’t do anything, still, you can’t escape this. It’s your fault for running away when you should be fighting for your husband."
"I hate you. I’ll take my revenge... a gigolo with a better body than yours that lasts longer in bed than you. I’ll find a gigolo that will get pregnant. I’ll..."
Maverick placed a palm over her mouth to shut her up. His aura was so dark that one would think he was killing her. How dare this woman. If she isn’t conceiving such thoughts, she wouldn’t dare say them in her dream.
He narrowed his eyes at her. She was frowning, so he let go of her mouth but she continued;
"I will hit the club tonight and send you pictures too..." Maverick suddenly sealed his lips with his and kissed her hungrily.
After a long while, Jeslyn’s lashes trembled. She slowly opened her hazy eyes. Her mind was fuzzy and it felt like a weird dream. She could see the blurred silhouette of sothing looming over her but she couldn’t make sense of what it was.
She tried to get away but she felt the thing had pinned her down and no matter what she did, it was futile. She scread; "let go," she thought her voice was loud enough for soone to run in and save her, albeit her voice ca out as a whimper.
As she was struggling, she felt a bad taste in the back of her throat and instinct told her it was bad, so she tried to get away even more but the thing instead started to lower itself towards her face. The unrest in her stomach was getting out of hand and she really needed to let it out.
Maverick, who had pinned Jeslyn down and stopped her from throwing a tantrum, lowered himself to kiss her since she wouldn’t stop calling for help even though her voice was inaudible. Just when his face was an inch away...
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