Chapter 3.

Maya's POV.

I blinked.

Like my eyes were trying to reset my brain because there was no way those words just came out of his mouth.

"Sorry?" I muttered.

He stood up. Walked toward me.

I stepped back, my back hit the door. He kept coming, stopped inches away. His eyes searched my face like he was looking for something.

I didn't know what, I didn't know anything anymore.

"For this morning," he said. His voice was low and husky. "Pushing you out of the car. Making you walk." He paused. "That was... fucked up."

He was close, I could feel the heat coming off him. My heart was doing that thing again. The stupid thing.

I couldn't breathe, not because of fear this time. Because of something else. Something worse.

"It's fine," I whispered. I needed him to move, needed air. I needed to think straight. "Really. It's fine."

I reached for the door handle behind my back.

His hand caught my wrist.

"Wait."

I looked up. His face was right there. Inches. His breath on my lips.

"I'm not done."

And then his mouth was on mine.

My brain stopped, it went blank.

He was kissing me. Jaxson. My bully, he was kissing me.

I should push him. I should. But my hands... my hands were in his hair. When did that happen? When did my fingers tangle in that dark mess? When did I start kissing him back?

His hands found my waist. Pulled me closer. Then higher. His palm cupped my breast and I made a sound I'd never heard myself make before.

Something small, something desperate.

He broke the kiss. His forehead pressed to mine. His breathing was ragged.

"Say you want more." His voice was rough. "Say it."

I couldn't think, couldn't breathe, couldn't do anything but feel. The heat of him. The hardness of his chest. The way his thumb moved against my right nipple.

"Please," I whispered. I didn't know what I was begging for.

“Please what?” he asked, his voice low and husky.

“Please kiss me,” I replied, pulling him closer.

His lips found my neck.

I tilted my head back and let him. My hands gripped his hair, pulling him closer, needing more.

An alarm blared, ruining everything.

Jaxson jerked back like he'd been burned. He stared at me. His eyes were wild.

"Shit." He ran a hand through his hair. "Shit. I have somewhere to be."

He grabbed his bag. His jacket. Didn't look at me.

The door slammed.

I stood there, pressed against the door. My lips tingled, my chest heaved, my whole body was on fire.

I touched my mouth with shaking fingers.

He kissed me, Jaxson kissed me.

And I kissed him back.

I don't remember walking back to my room. One moment I was against his door, the next I was sitting on my bed, touching my lips like they belonged to someone else.

I pressed my hands to my burning face. My world was interrupted when a knock came in.

"Maya." The butler. "A word."

I opened the door. He stood there.

"The child you'll be babysitting arrives next week. Chelsea. She's ten. Young master's sister."

Sister? Jaxson had a sister?

"Where is she now?" I asked.

"With Mr. Richard. They're visiting family." He paused. "You won't interact with her until they return. Questions?"

I had so many questions. About Jaxson's mother. About why no one mentioned her. About why this house felt so empty for such a big family.

"No," I said.

He left.

I spent the rest of the day in my room. Staring at the ceiling. Touching my lips. Wondering.

Jaxson didn't come back that night. I knew because I listened. Because I hated that I listened. Because I caught myself waiting for footsteps that never came.

******

Morning came too fast.

The driver dropped me at the gate, Jaxson left earlier to school.

I pushed it open.

People were staring, a group of girls by the steps. Some guys near the basketball court. They looked at me and whispered.

One girl covered her mouth. Another shook her head with something like disgust.

I glanced down at my clothes. Same as always. Hand-me-down jeans. A sweater with a small hole near the cuff. Nothing new.

So why were they looking at me like that? I walked faster. Kept my eyes on the ground. I pushed open the classroom door.

Silence.

Every head turned. Every single person in that room stared with the same expression.

Disgust.

"There she is." Tiffany's voice cut through, "The desperate chick."

I frowned. "What?"

“I always knew you were pathetic." She stood up. Walked toward me. "But this? This is a new level. Even when he looks disgusted, you still cling to him?”

"I don't know what you're….."

She turned her phone around and my world stopped.

It was me!

Against a door, my hands in his hair, my lips moving against his. My voice, saying "please kiss me" over and over.

Begging, while Jaxson's face stayed cold, he did nothing. He just stood there and let me make a fool of myself.

But that's not what happened. I grabbed the phone. Tiffany let me.

The video was edited. He made it look like he was rejecting me, like I was some desperate, disgusting girl throwing herself at him while he tried to escape.

I scrolled through the comments under the video.

“Desperate.”

“Embarrassing.”

“Someone get her some self-respect.”

“Imagine begging like that and still getting rejected.”

Tiffany snatched her phone back. My vision blurred.

The bell rang.

Everyone moved to their seats, laughing and snickering, while my phone buzzed, messages from numbers I didn't know.

“Saw the video. Yikes.”

“Do you have no shame?”

“Delete yourself fr.”

I turned my phone off, and for the first time, I didn't tell myself not to cry.

Because what was the point?

Jaxson kissed me just to destroy me.

Chapter 4

Maya's POV

The classes passed by in a blur, I barely registered anything the teachers said.

I have been dragging my feet around the school all day, trying to forget that people were talking wherever I passed.

They didn't bother to hide it, they didn't whisper. They even pointed fingers at me.

All mocking me for throwing myself at Jaxson. They must think I'm some despicable being.

Maybe i should just drop out of the school, maybe all of this would end.

"Arggg!" I let out a yelp as I tripped over something... No, someone purposely tripped me.

Staring back at me was a grinning Tiffany, while the whole hallway erupted in a mocking laughter.

"She must be thinking about how she is going to throw herself at him again, probably why she tripped."

"Of course, that's all she ever thinks about."

"I can't even begin to imagine how disgusted Jaxson must have felt when she kissed him."

"She must think, if she was able to get into his pants, her spot on the cheerleader's team would be secured."

I zeroed out of what they were saying, picking myself off the floor and dusting the dirt. I walked past Tiffany, not bothering to respond or glance back at her.

I released a breath I didn't know I was holding when I got outside the school.

"It's finally over." I muttered under my breath but I knew deep down, it wasn't.

I would still get to see Jaxson when I get back to the house. Maybe I should confront him, demand answers as to why he would decide to tarnish my image this way.

I jumped back in shock, my heart almost jumping out of my chest as a car honked beside me.

I placed my hand on my racing chest, trying to calm down as I took a look at the car. It was the same one that picks and drops Jaxson.

The same one I was supposed to go back to the house with but I wasn't going to.

"Miss, you are the one we are waiting for." The driver said, as he rolled down the window.

"I'm fine." I cleared my throat. "You can head back without me, I will walk home."

I noticed as his gaze went to the back, just where Jaxson was sitting, scrolling on his phone and not even sparing me a glance.

Yeah, walking home was better.

"But, it's far. You are going to get home late." The driver insisted but I shook my head.

"I'm good. You can go back without me, thank you for offering me a ride." I started walking away before he could say another word.

My eyes caught sight of Jaxson, just in time to see him looking at me before he glanced away.

I continued walking on the sidewalk while the car followed after me slowly.

Why are they following me?

I was tempted to ask but I wasn't sure I was going to like the response I would get, so I ignored it.

I had planned to cry my eyes out while walking back home but with the car trailing behind me, I couldn't.

I don't want Jaxson to see me cry. I don't want to give him that satisfaction anymore.

I know he must already be impressed with himself that he has managed to break me and publicly humiliate me.

My hands went to my waist, I was already tired from walking but thank goodness, I'm not too far from the house anymore.

Just then, the car sped past me. Now, moving at the speed a car should initially move with.

I'm sure Jaxson must have told the driver to slow down so he can savor my misery. He must be so happy with himself.

A few minutes later, I got back to the house and went straight to the room that was given to me.

I dropped my bag close to the foot of the bed and went to the bathroom. Locked the door and stood under the shower, and turned it on.

Letting the cold water wash over me as I was finally able to cry my eyes out.

I should have pushed him away.

I should never have kissed him back, or begged him to kiss me.

If only I had known this was the evil plan he had in my mind. After crying for almost an hour, I was starting to feel cold and my eyes already hurt.

I took off my already wet clothes and took a quick shower before going back to the room. I put on something comfortable that would bring me warmth.

I moved to the mirror, to take a look at myself.

A gasp left me as I took a look at myself in the mirror. My eyes were swollen, double their usual size.

A knock came on the door and I scrambled away from the mirror to check on who was at the door.

"The young master wishes for you to join him in the living room. He is ready for today's tutoring session." The butler said, immediately I opened the door.

I was going to tell him I was too tired to tutor today but I decided against it. It was my job after all, I might as well just go and do it.

"Of course, I will join him very soon." I finally responded. "I just need to grab my lesson note."

"I will let him know." The butler nodded, he looked like he wanted to say something else but he didn't.

He offered me a little smile before walking away.

I turned back to my room, I grabbed some of my notes and walked towards the living room.

There sat Jaxson with his phone in hand and books on the table.

I wonder what he intends to do now.

"I'm here for your tutoring session." I announced after standing in the living room for three minutes and he seemed not to have noticed my presence or he just chose to ignore me.

"What are we learning today?" He asked, finally glancing up from his phone.

"Maybe we will learn about framing innocent people." I seethed, my grip on the books in my hand tightening.

"Excuse you?"

Chapter 5

Maya's POV

"Excuse you?" He ached an eyebrow, his eyes already glinting with anger.

I took a deep breath before releasing it. Not right now, arguing or bickering with him could get me fired and I can't really afford that right now.

I doubt I would be able to get another job that would pay this much with a place to stay.

I really don't want to go back and live with my so-called father.

"Nothing." I forced a smile on my face. "I was just asking you to tell me the subjects that are tough for you."

"I thought as much." He scoffed before he leaned back in his seat, pretending to think for a minute before speaking up. "All."

Of course, he would have difficulties with all subjects. He wasn't a dullard but he wasn't a scholar either.

How he manages to make it to the top three still shocks me, sometimes just ten percent away from pushing me to the third position.

"I will recommend we start with easier subjects. For quick assimilation." I walked closer to him, about to sit on the couch next to him but the look on his face told me I would regret it if I did.

I cleared my throat and sat on the floor beside his leg. "We can start with English if you want."

"Not English. Let's start with biology." He huffed out.

I glance up at him confused, does he even know what he is saying at all?

"But, you don't take biology classes." I muttered.

"What exactly are you being paid for, Maya?" He asked, glaring daggers at him.

I gulped down before opening my mouth to respond. "To tutor you and babysit your sister."

"And what's stopping you from tutoring me about biology?" He asked.

"Nothing." I forced a smile and grabbed my own biology. I made sure he was no longer holding his phone, who knows what kind of video he would make of me next.

I started summarizing and explaining everything I knew about biology to him. But he didn't even look the slightest bit interested in what I was saying.

He looked really bored, why would he ask me to tutor him in biology when he isn't even interested in it.

But I continued anyway and only stopped when he raised his hand for me to stop talking.

"That's enough for today." He said, already getting up from the chair.

"But, we have barely spent thirty minutes. Your class isn't supposed to end until the next hour and thirty minutes." I complained, standing to my feet.

"My homeworks are on the table. I expect them to be done and already on my table before six pm." He gestured to the books on the table.

"But..." I stopped talking as he walked away from me.

Well, I tried my best.

"Can't even do his own homework by himself." I grumbled, grabbing the books and heading back to my room.

I dropped the books on my bed, alongside my own homework before deciding I needed a snack. I have barely had anything to eat today, except coffee and a piece of cookie.

I got to the kitchen, shocked as I saw a woman. She was in a maids uniform, I don't remember having seen her around since I got here.

"Good evening." I greeted as I stepped further into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water from the refrigerator.

"Good evening." She bowed. "I'm guessing you must be the young master's girlfriend."

I spat out the water I was drinking, even almost choking at her words.

How could she think I was his girlfriend?

Didn't anyone tell her about me already?

"Sorry." She ran towards me, a look of concern on her face.

"Thank you, I'm fine." I smiled faintly at her. "And I'm not his girlfriend."

"Ohh, sorry I must have made a mistake. I have never seen you around and saw you in the living room with him earlier." She smiled awkwardly, scratching the back of her neck.

"It's okay. I'm Maya, his new tutor and sister's babysitter." I introduced myself with a smile.

"Rose, I just started here as the maid." She replied.

"Well, nice to meet you, Rose."

"It's nice to meet you too." She nodded and I returned with a smile before she went back to what she was doing.

I grabbed the snack I came to the kitchen with, taking the bottle water with me in case I needed to hydrate.

"Now, let's see what we have here." I opened Jaxson' books and started going over the questions.

Answering the ones I could and searching for the remaining answers in his textbooks. I got up the bed as I finished, stretching my limbs before grabbing the books and leaving my room.

I can't wait for his sister to come back, maybe then, he will realize I have to spend more time taking care of her and I don't have time to do his homework for him.

Instead of entering his room, I dropped the books by his door instead. I didn't want to take the risk of going inside and him making another video of me.

I was trying my best to stay away from him and his room. I want the only time I get to see him was during school hours and time for his tutoring sessions.

I went back to my room, finishing up my own homework before deciding I wanted to take a walk around the place.

I haven't taken a tour since I arrived here, courtesy of the one and only Jaxson.

I walked around the house, not opening any doors. I wouldn't want to get in trouble because I wanted to look around the house.

The house was even bigger than I thought. I knew it was big but I just didn't expect this many rooms to be in the house.

How rich are the Wynn's exactly?

Maybe the kind of rich that makes their name appear in the magazine almost every year.

Just as I was about to turn around and call it a day, soft music reached my ear.

My legs moved by themselves, taking me to where the music was coming from.

I peeked through the slightly opened door to see Jaxson playing the piano.

Wait, he plays the piano!!!

That's new, I never thought he was capable of doing something and especially playing these nice sounds.

"What are you doing there?" I snapped back to my senses as Jaxson turned to look at me.

"Shit!" I muttered, running away and not even bothering to look back.