Maxwell’s mind is already prepared for what he might meet in the course of fighting the contest. He was amazed by his father’s determination to be the best at what he does. He closes his eyes and mutters a few words of encouragement to himself. At least Zander knows of his commitments, and in no time he will fully take possession of all the wealth that has been kept for him.He fixed his gaze on Zander and imagined what would happen if they all found out that his marriage to Athena was on a contract basis. He shrugged his shoulders and made a hit on one of the worn-out punching bags when a message popped up on his phone.“Who is that?” Zander asked with curiosity.“I think it's Athena, " he replied without taking his eyes off the phone screen. “She wants me to meet her up in her office.”“Oh, I see you too are getting along just fine." It’s a good thing you granted your father’s last wish, but then you have to be careful with those folks. They can be creepy.“I’ve had a little experie

Just after dinner, Athena and Maxwell decided to leave for their home. Since Athena and her mother didn’t leave the mansion, it was already late in the night, sizzling with the chaos unfolding every day. Athena has resorted to saying less to her family as much as she can.‘Thank you for standing by me in there’, she told him. Maxwell looked up at her with a smile. He knew what he had done was going to linger in the air for a long time and that God-forsaking Uncle Duncan might want to come for him later.His smile was reassuring and genuine. “I did it because I hate to see people bren oppressed. I have had my fair share of oppression, and I still have to deal with the stigma of being born poor every other day. He lowered his voice and held her hand in his.‘For as long as you remain my wife, I will protect you from those monsters’. His words made Athena’s heart leap for a moment as she locked eyes with him. She was beginning to love how he took her problems upon himself, but then she c

“Thank you for coming through for me, “Athena thanked Maxwell. Her tone was filled with heartfelt gratitude.I told you, I got your back’, he smiled and rubbed her softly on the chin. ‘I think you should get going now; you will be late for your meeting.Maxwell made his way out of the building. He strayed his hoodie over his head as he began to take long, stretched steps. He watched his back from the corner of his eyes as he walked out. No one must recognize him. When he got out, he hopped into a taxi and headed home.Sitting in the taxi, he brought out his phone and dialed a number.“Listen to me; everything must go as planned,” he said, ending the call. His conversation was brief and private. The driver peered at him from the rear view. After he finished, he took a deep breath and laid his head down until he got to the new home he now shares with Athena and her mother.*******The clicks of plates and heavy thudding around the corridor got Maxwell wondering. He quickly glanced at th

Outside the Wilmore Tower, Athena had just pulled in on one side of the parking lot. She rummaged her bag for her hair brush and arranged her hair, then went on to apply a little more lipstick to her lip.“You can do this, Athena Fairmont,” she said to herself as she inhaled and exhaled heavily. She pulled out her keys and stepped out of the car, holding her bag firm in her hand.She stepped out with grace and clicked the lock button on her keys, but just as she made her first step, a familiar voice called out her name. She turned in the direction her voice came from and rolled her eyes.“Not today," she mouthed, her teeth clutching at each other."What is it, Sabastian Bash?. She asked impatiently. Sabastian paused, clearly not comfortable with her, calling out his full name."Come on, Athena, you don’t have to be that formal with me; Sabastian is just fine", he indulged her."Why are you here? Are you stalking me now?”“Cut the crap! Athena". "You know you need me to help you with t

Athena’s heart was still thumping excitedly when she arrived at the Wilmore group’s office.She had responded to the mail she received the day before, and since it was the weekend, she couldn’t go to the office.As she approached the tall building, her heart began to rise—a mixture of happiness and anxiety. Today is going to be the most memorable day of her life. She took sharp, determined steps towards the entrance, headed straight to the elevator, and punched in the floor number. In no time, she stepped out of the elevator, and directly in front of her were beautiful ladies waiting to welcome her on arrival.“You are welcome. Ms. Fairmont. Mr. James and the rest of the team are already seated; please come with us,” they bowed to her. She nodded her approval at them and followed their lead. She was more than excited to be welcomed in grand style, and for some reason she finds it abnormal. It was meant to be just a little gathering of those involved and herself. There was a little do