Dearest readers, Welcome to a new adventure! Xoxo******************************“Hi, I am here to meet Mister Donovan,” Mavie told the receptionist. “Hi! This way, please,” the provocatively dressed receptionist, wearing a micro-mini skirt of black and a tight body-hugging buttoned silk red shirt, courteously ushered Mavie to a private room. Her tone wasn’t very warming, but she mannerly spoke as her profession called for it. Mavie did not mind. As long as she gets to where she was supposed to go and meet this person who her husband said could help him from the trouble he got into, Mavie was not in the mood to mind. She had no time for such, and honestly, she is not so confident she can win with all her self-uncertainties. Who wouldn’t be when you have been verbally abused all your childhood days from the very place everyone should consider as the sweetest and most secured walls, called home? Her mom left with another man, so her dad poured all his hatred and frustrations on Mavi

And checking on her background, Judas found out that she lives with a man named Lyndon. A notorious gambler whom Mavie seemed to consider her savior. But according to Judas’ investigation, what happened that day, Mavie’s father was beating her and was almost about to swing the baseball bat on her head, was all an act. Lyndon personally asked Mavie’s father to play that exact scene that took place because he wanted to make sure Mavie, his claim on their gambling bet, would never think about going back home and build trust and faith in him as a good person compared to her father. It turned out that Mavie’s father had been a constant player at a table with Lyndon, and he would usually boast how the old man had a daughter for a cash cow at home. And Lyndon made fun of saying the daughter must have been too ugly to accept all her father’s wishes. But the father showed a picture of his daughter, and Lyndon realized she wasn’t strikingly beautiful, but she looked so innocent and enchanting.

“Do you think I am being ungrateful to break ties with him after he saved me from the hands of my very own father who wanted to harm me? I even think I would have died then had Lyndon not came to save me,” she asked. “Do you want to do this or not?” Judas asked after he stared at Mavie with his squinted eyes. “If it’s going to save Lyndon, yes,” Mavie replied confidently. “Then sign the document now,” Judas snapped. He was furious with how this woman could be so devoted to paying another man’s debt. Given the fact that she did not know the truth behind the arrangement of why she was staged-saved by this man from the hand of her own father, she did not even try to find out the whole story behind Lyndon’s sudden appearance in their home, perfect timing when her father, Jobert, was almost to beat her to death. “Oh… okay…” Mavie replied with a stutter. She picked the pen, but Mavie asked for clarity one more time before signing her name. “With so many pages in this folder, was it all

Mavie nodded vigorously, and her steps quickened to follow the woman walking in a direction Mavie had no idea where she was heading. And as she walked around, she keenly observed if she would see a pen and paper to jot notes down to ensure she did not miss anything. Judas saw Mavie pick a notepad and pen on his countertop, but he did not care. He was somehow expecting the lady would do what she did. Judas had seen how Mavie took her training in attending to his grandpa's needs like it was the most important job in the world. She was carefully taking notes to make sure she didn't screw up and compromise her patient's health conditions and accidentally cause him death. Another of many things Judas silently admires about this woman. She is reliable, responsible, and many more to mention. They have almost similarities in many things, but what attracts him the most are those that they are too opposite. Mavie is meek while Judas is never one, and to top it all off, he despises docile peop

Mavie did not dawdle. She was terrified even just to see the gun the man was holding a while ago. He put it away already, and Mavie did not even get to see where he got it or where he placed it after scaring the other lady away, but the simple fact that there was a gun he could pull a trigger with and end her life if she annoyed him shook Mavie greatly.Judas saw the fear in Mavie, and he was inwardly disappointed to have caused such horror in her, but Judas did not want to do anything about it. Maybe because he prefers people feeling this way for him, but maybe, just maybe, it was more because he did not know how to console or appease her not to be scared of him. He stepped into the bath without taking his eyes off Mavie. He wanted to watch her get naked before his eyes. But instead of gazing at her get undressed, Judas closed his eyes as he sighed deeply. He was so disappointed to see Mavie rush her moves. She almost fell with her face to the ground in so much hurry to get her clot