Shouldn't Have Kissed You

Maya finished to fold her last clothe in the bag. It was their last day in their 'honeymoon' and she couldn't be any happier than she was at that time. How ironic was that? Real couples who go for real honeymoon they always don't want their love days to come to an end.

They even go to an extent of adding few more weeks even a month. But there she was, happy. Happy that her mystery of an honeymoon was coming to an end. She closed her bag and slid it on the floor.

Maya walked towards the kitchen to take a glass of water. She was thirsty from all the work she had done all afternoon. Yes, they had to stay till afternoon since according to their flight, they had to land at 6:30pm and it was 4:49pm, which left her with nothing to do.

Maya walked back to the sitting room and sat on the couch. The couch that had become her bed for the past one week. She was going to miss it. Miss it since back at the mansion, it was the cold floor that she had to sleep on. She let out a breath that she had no idea she was holding when she began to think of that cold floor.

Maya shook her head to try and convince herself to try and see the good side of it. The cold floor made her not to need alarm since it turned to be day time, the more it became cold. This made her to never be late at work something that she thought would happen once she ever got married.2

To her, getting married before was taking yours and your husband's responsibility. But with Chris, it was different. All you had to do was pay for everything bad that happened in his life. That was the only responsibility that you had to take care of.

Thinking of paying, her mind couldn't help but think of three days ago. The day she slept at Leone's place and came back late. Her husband made her pay. He made her sleep on the cold floor for the remaining hours of the night but not in the living room.

Chris said he didn't trust her to be alone because she could sleep on the couch, so, he asked her to move to the bedroom. The following day, he woke up with an hungover, and still blamed her. He asked her to make sure that it was gone and he didn't care how she did it and he, he didn't need any kinda medication.

So Maya did what she knew the best. She clapped on the bed, which Chris protest asking her what she was doing. Then she moved behind his back while he sat on his sitting position. She massaged his head for three hours none stop.

All Chris did was protest when she tried to stop. He would complain that his head still hurt like hell. So, she continued till he fell back asleep again. Her fingers hurt since she wasn't a masseuse. When she thought she was done with the problem for a while, she found a large list of the work she had to do that day.

Her eyes almost pooped out of her socket with all the things that were written on it. Her dad hated her but he never made her do the house chores. She had maids for that job. So, how was she even going to do it. Clean the whole penthouse without making any noise to wake him up.4

one weakness about Maya and she knew about, it was that she was clumsy. Then how was she going to work around the penthouse without making any noise.

her books that contained allot of Chemistry and Biology since that's what she was good at.

done, she thought Chris will be awake complaining but it seemed her hands had a magic since he slept

list. It was about her making all the food that he had mentioned in the paper. 'And to make sure you don't find any excuse to go and meet up with that kid, all the ingredients are on the upper cabin.' Maya felt like walking

different types of meals were for since it was only the three of them. I mean, plus Kimberly whom she hadn't seen the whole

that long. As she was about to sit on the couch now

did shock her but she had to follow orders. Orders are orders. So, she got up and did as she was asked. They got to Kimberly's floor and door number which Chris opened with his spare

a couple. Maya placed the food on the coffee table and turned to walk away. She needed to give the two love Birds Space to talk.

you have something to

pecking Kimberly's face while Kimberly looked up at her. Maya cleared her throat and apologized for ruining their evening. But Kimberly

your own husband? Apparently, Maya does it. So after she was done with the apology, Kimberly gave her the permission to leave but Chris asked

of the kid, Leonel hadn't come back to look for Maya since that day. It had been three days and he hadn't shown himself to her. She even wondered if that's how much he

better. She knew that Leonel would choose his work over her. They had just met four days ago and his work was always there. What would make him choose her over his work? Nothing. The only regret she

dear faithful husband with Kimberly in his arms. She thought he had gone to say goodbye to

one week to take care of some business. Business that Maya had no idea that models deal with, she held her tongue not to ask telling herself to stick to what she

going to miss you, darling," Kimberly said pecking Chris'

bother her one bit. To her, he could kiss whoever he wanted and she, she was there to act like

at him. His hazel eyes turned to blue and she knew what was coming next. So, before he uttered a word, Maya got on her feet and took her bag that sat next beside her. It was 5:30 and from the hotel to the mansion, it was a one hour drive without any traffic jam. Which we