Chapter 72 - Seventy-two : Revenge Is Best Served Bitter - 2 (1/2)

Nik's POV

I had to admit my days were always interesting with her around ; nobody else had the Maya effect .

Seriously, who in the world was stupid enough to dream of defeating me on the bed not to think of threatening me with bedroom antics. Conquer me, the master of all ?

I leaned against the door frame with a smug smile on my lips - It was too funny to watch . I knew how frustrated she must be right now infact I was in no better shape than her but I didn't let it show on my face.

It was amazing, I never pride myself on having an unshakable self-control but ever since I made that promise to her, it's as if I fell under a spell or something - my insatiable sexual appetite died at once .

But that doesn't mean the urge to take Maya on died as well , cause God I'll do anything just to have her beneath me as I fill her womb and drive her to ecstasy , while she screams and moans my name with her nails digging into my skin . But for the first time in my entire years of existence ; I want to do it the old-fashioned way.

I want to take things slow but steady cause I knew Maya would be nothing but pudding in my hand if I dare to make such move on her . I wouldn't even have to sweat just to have her on my bed but this time - I want to get to know her first, inside and outside before any other thing.

I crave to know every little thing about her, her do's and don'ts , what makes her tick , what makes her happy the most - Infact, everything about her and truthfully, it made me exceptionally happy she had accepted Isabella as her own already.

Her intense care for Isabella warms my heart the most. Though I spend little time with my daughter and we don't see eye to eye on a lot of matters , but that doesn't mean I detest her - God, I'm not some monster - if anything, I want the best for her .

Which is another reason I haven't settled down - Kay issues and others set aside. I wasn't stupid, just as I knew most women like the back of my palm, I also know when someone is pretending to care for my daughter.

Judging from her achievements at such a young age, it was already obvious that Isabelle would be the one to succeed me - if she doesn't force me out of my position herself.

But I instinctively knew any woman who dares settle down with me and mistakenly bears a heir, would try to salvage everything for her own child and in the process becomes a major stumbling block to Isabelle's success.

And that was what I was scared of the most.

Unlike what people thinks, I myself knows Isabelle didn't take after me in terms of character but after her grandfather - they both are tenacious like a bulldog.

And yes, her tenacity was quite a valuable asset but it was also a dangerous weapon in the hands of the wielder.

Just like bulldogs who would never let go once they bite and grab unto their targeted bull - to the point of hanging on forever - Izzy and my father are extremist who would pursue their goals with persistence, determination and perseverance and would rather switch to another course of action if it isn't smooth sailing.

I was sure with this attitude of her's, she wouldn't hesitate to dispose of anyone who dares to cross her ; sibling or not , she wouldn't care.

But Maya cares for her, neither was she daring enough to try such a thing in the future - though greed can amp and boost a person's guts - but I'm sure she wouldn't.

Moreover, she knows when to and when not to push Isabelle's button, so I'm sure the both of them would workout just fine .

”Are you angry? ” I intentionally asked her but she didn't even reply neither did she look at me but climbed downstairs. I snickered inwardly , was she giving me the silent treatment? I shook my head, this is why one should choose their battles wisely.