Chapter 8

"Do you make a habit of stumbling or is it one of your flirting techniques?"

Her eyes widened on hearing his voice; she didn't need to turn to know who it was. There was only one person she knew that sounded like that: sultry, smooth, and seductive.

He let her go without warning, stepping back and Maya stumbled forward slightly, feeling her legs go numb. She shook her head rapidly to clear it. The man chuckled, and Maya swiveled to face him, narrowing her eyes dangerously at him.

He arched a well-defined brow and his smirk grew wider, "No retorts this time?"

Her mind raced with a million ways she could reply to him right now, and she was sure all of them could either make her move further up his hate list or have him strangle her so she decided to remain quiet.

"You have something of mine." She stretched a hand at him and eye