Chapter 1
As I stepped off the plane onto the familiar soil of Minneapolis, a mix of emotion's swirled inside of me.
Looking quite confident with my wine - red dress, the silky fabric cool against my skin.
It clung to my body in all right places, hugging my waist and outlining the curve of my hips.
The neckline dipped low enough to make someone look twice, but not enough to make me seem desperate.
Returning home always stirred up complex feeling's especially given my tumultuous relationship with my mum. But this return is just inevitable, since I've rounded up with law school, that was never my choice of course. But that was the only course mom agreed to sponsor me on.
Since she was a barrister.
My mum never cared for a me like a mother should, her criticisms and expectations suffocating. I always felt like I was walking on egg shells, never knowing what would trigger her disapproval.
Now, meeting her new husband, I wondered what he would be like. Would he be kind like my birth dad or would he mirrow her toxic behavior.
Can we live in peace or would mum find ways to blame me for anything that might go wrong, just like she always did after my dad's death, ten years ago.
The uncertainty gnawed at me, twisting my stomach with anxiety. I thought about the complicated relationship with my mum and how her words had left scars that Still hadn't healed.
As I prepared to meet her new husband, I felt trepidation. Would he try to fill the void or continue the circle of blame? Taking a deep breath, I Steeled my self for what was to come. I'd face this new chapter with courage and determination. Meeting mom's new husband was a step into the unknown, but I was ready.
As I walked towards the exit, while adjusting my dress a little, I thought of what lay ahead of me in this new chapter of my life.
The door slid open and I stepped into the bright sunlight.
A figure stood outside waiting.He stood at probably 6'8 or 6'10, with broad shoulders that made others feel smaller. His salt and pepper hair was effortlessly swept back making him look both powerful and timeless, like a greek god carved Into the modern world. His deep set grey eyes held a quiet intensity, like he could see right through me___ maybe he could.
He wore a dark sem - corporate shirt with sleeves casually rolled up, exposing his strong fore arms and his slacks hugged his tall frame with just the right amount of elegance.
Oh come on mia.. get a hold of your self 😩
Just thinking about such a presence was already making me wet down there. And that scent ohhh...come on
As I got closer to him, I was bestowed the privilege of perceiving such a heavenly scent. And yes it was a fucking privilege.
His scent was rich, musky with a hint of something spicy.
It wrapped around me, the moment I got to where he was standing. It was bold and intoxicating.
He didn't just stand there, he took over.
but was that Maxwell Hayes? Mum's husband?
Why was he here? Where was mum.
These are all questions that requires answers but who was going to answer them.
Stay tuned let's forge ahead 🤩