Maya's pov:

The day dawned crisp and clear.

The sun poured through my window. Another day had dawned, bringing with it new hopes and aspirations.

The light of dawn seeped into my room. I rubbed my bleary eyes and walked to the window. There was a pearly glow in the sky.

The first rays of sunlight lit up my room. The dawn chorus of melodic birdsong drifted in.

The rising sun cast a rosy hue across the morning sky. Golden fingers of sunlight lit up the scene.

The just-risen sun shone softly on the city streets, bringing with it a flurry of early-morning activity.

It was exact 6 in the morning. Even though my blush wouldn't let me sleep yesterday night, I managed to get lost in the beautiful memories of yesterday's date.

I wanted to start a fresh today. They say that starting your day with the sun, adds the boost to your mood.

I woke up with the sun today. I really appreciate Mr. Adams' choice regarding the place for his mansion. It's out of the rush of city and it also gives an amazing view of sunrise and sunset.

I did my morning chores and went towards the kitchen to get my coffee at around 7.

I descended the stairs and before I could move towards the kitchen, Mr. Adams entered the living room jogging.

He smiled widely looking at me and I reciprocated the same.

He came forward smiling, kissed my cheek and went towards his room without even looking back at me, humming a tune.

My hand automatically went to my cheek where he kissed and a smile bloomed on my face.

"I guess, the date went well." Anna said coming from the kitchen.

"Yeah. How do you know?"

"The smile and the blush says it all."

I blushed more at that statement.

"Um...Is it okay if I make breakfast today?" I asked Anna.

"Yeah it's perfectly okay. It's your house. You don't have to ask for anything."

"Thanks. You're all ready. Going somewhere?"

"Yeah. I was going to tell you that. I'm going at the old age home. Now that you're completely fine and can take care of your own, I can leave you here and resume my routine of spending my weekend with those people."

"Oh yeah. You have told me about that." I forgot about her weekend plans that are fixed.

"Take care of yourself and Xavier too. Don't do any tiresome work. And, I've given today's menu to the chef. He'll make everything. If you want to do something, do that. But , taking care of yourself should be the first priority. No negligence towards that. Understand?" She warned me like a mother warns her five year old kid.

I smiled at her care and said, "It's okay Anna. You can go leaving this house to me. I'll handle everything alone with my health. Don't worry. "

"Fine. Bye and take care." With that she hugged me and left.

It wasn't much work to be done in the kitchen and the mansion today. Although half of the staff is already on leave and I think that others should also get to spend time with their families.

I wanted to ask Mr. Adams if he could allow the staff for the leave.

I went towards his room and before I could knock at the door, I remembered the instant where he told me to not enter his room and study at any cost.

Xavier's pov:

I got up late today, it being a Sunday. Returning from the jogging, I saw Maya's cheerful face and those pink cheeks who refuse to stay away from my lips for too long.

I showered after the long run and got ready for the day. Today, Mimi would be visiting the old age home. Also, half of the staff is on leave on weekends. I thought to plan something for today.

I opened the door of my room to go to the dining table for breakfast. I saw Maya was returning back from my door.

"Maya?"

"Oh! Hi."

"What're you doing here?"

"Um...nothing. I was just going to my room." She answered.

"Are you sure? Because your room is still on Dan's floor. And, you clearly don't know how to lie. Your face is saying that you're lying."

She looked down as if she's caught doing something she wasn't suppose to do.

"Uh.. nothing." She turned to leave but, I caught her by her wrist and pulled her towards me such that her hands landed on my chest and I held her by her waist.

"What happened Maya? Tell me, what's wrong? I'm not leaving you till then."

She looked at my chest and kept quiet.

"Maya look up. What is it?" I asked.

"I wanted to ask you if you could give the weekend leave to the staff." She said in a low voice.

"Half of the staff is already on leave on weekends."

"No. I was talking about those who work even on weekends. Even they would want to spend some time with their families.

Besides, we are only two people at the mansion today. We don't need so much of staff. We can do our work by your own.

So, I was going to request you to give the weekend off to the staff." She said all this , still her eyes not lifting up from my chest.

"And may I ask , what was the reason of you leaving without talking to me? And don't lie now. Because, I myself saw you leaving from my door." I wanted to know the reason.

"I actually remembered something." She said.

"What?"

"You had strictly prohibited me from entering your bedroom and the study. That's why I didn't enter." Her eyes never left my chest all this while.

I held her face in both my hands and made her look at me.

"Maya, I don't know what to do make you forget all that I had said. I'm really sorry for that. Please forget all those things. Please." I apologized to her probably hundredth time.

"I know that you're sorry. I even forgave you for that and also that's why, I agreed to give a chance to this marriage.

But, sometimes the wounds given by the words are so deep, that even if you want them to heal faster, they take their own time to recover."

A small teardrop escaped her eyes.

I wiped it and said, "If I ever get a chance to back in the past, I'd correct everything that I did wrong."

I brought her face closer to mine and kissed her forehead. My eyes closed on their own, my heart increased its pace to pump blood and a satisfaction of having her in my arms was something to die for.

Author's pov:

They say that sometime someone hugs you so tight, that all your broken pieces join together.

There is an energy to the hug, as if the matter of one powered up the other.

This was the same thing happening with Xavier and Maya right now. The solace they found in each other's embrace was leading them to a beautiful feeling called love, they both still unaware of that.

Xavier pulled out of the hug, held her arm and dragged her into his room.

"What are you doing?" She shouted.

He kept quiet and took her inside the room.

"This is my room. You can come here whenever you want. I told you Maya, to forget all that I said. I regret that a lot."

She kept quiet and admired the beauty of the room.

A perfect room for his preference. All blacks and whites. It had a couch on the side and a small fireplace infront of the bed. It had three doors attached to it.

The view from his balcony was something that one can never get bored of. Those trees, continuous chirping of birds, silence and a hand over her shoulder pulling her close to him , was all Maya ever wanted. She smiled at herself leaning onto his chest.

"Come let me show you the closet and the bathroom." Xavier said and held her hand walking towards the other doors.

Everything screaming luxury and perfection, seemed extra vagant to her.

"Everything's just so perfect, so elegant. It clearly tells that you're way too into blacks, greys and white." She appreciated the beauty and perfection infront of her.

"Well, I'll take that as a compliment." He replied.

"If you don't mind, would you be able to give me the interior designer's number? I would like to meet him and know about him and see his view on everything. You know, I'm much into these interior things. It fascinates me a lot, when someone just turns a piece of construction into beautiful home."

She asked him. His face turn into a scowl hearing his wife asking for someone else's number. But, little did she know that, whom she was admiring was in front of her.

"Well, you already have his number." He smirked.

"What? How can I have an unknown person's number?" She asked him.

"What I mean to say my innocent wife is that..." Leaning towards her ear, his lips almost touching her earlobe. He wisphered, "I am the same person whom you have been praising for designing this place. So, if you'd like to hang out with me some time, I am free and absolutely free for you."

She forgot everything he said within a second.

This closeness was something she never expected from him.

With his one hand over her waist, other one on her shoulder and his lips almost touching her ear, gave her a shiver, goosebumps ran over her body.

Even though, he never thought that he'd do this at such moment, he went down with the flow.

He grabbed her waist and pushed her towards the door of the closet, running his hand over her soft cheek. Never having experienced such warm touch, she wanted it more.

A moan escaped her mouth. That sound was everything he lost his control over. He pushed himself into her neck and went on with the small pecks.

His lips ran over her every exposed part through her t-shirt, his hands simultaneously experiencing her perfectly curved waist.

She came to her senses when Xavier's hand slipped inside through her t-shirt.

"Mr...Mr. Adams..wh....what are you...you doin.. doing?"

Her body digging into the door and her fists tightly formed making her own nails go deep in her skin.

"Having a moment with my wife, what else?" He said looking straight into her eyes and then concentrating back to what he was doing, that is, pouring kisses all over her shoulders and neck.

"Xa...Xav... Xavier." She moaned loud as he marked her at her sweet point.

His head shot up immediately and he looked at her wide eyed.

That was the shock of hearing his wife calling his name for the first time, that too during such an intimate moment.

But, she assumed it to be his anger. That's when she remembered that she isn't suppose to call him by his name.

"What did you just say?" He asked her pressing his hand more into her waist.

"Um... sorry. I won't say your name again. It came out involuntarily."

Embarrassed by the intimacy between them, and now by the blunder she made, she pushed him lightly and ran away from him.

But, he was too quick to catch her. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him, reversing the positions.

Now, he was leaning against the door, her hands on his chest and his on her waist. He pulled her so close to him, that they both were grinding to each other.

"What did you just say Maya?" He asked her, stressing each and every word.

"I... I'm....so...sorry." She stammered by his anger as well as his closeness.

"That's not my answer Maya? What did you call me? Call that again." It sounded like an order.

"Xavier." She said, afraid of his reaction to this.

He didn't think for even a moment before pressing his lips to hers.

Maya's pov:

The world stopped.

Mr. Adams is kissing me.

My whole body tingled, the feel of his frame leaning on mine as his arms wrapped around me felt nearly forbidden. He pulled me in, claiming my mouth, hungry and intense, until my knees gave in.

By the time, I became aware of his fingers, they had already slipped under my shirt, making me feel my skin smooth and radiating heat.

Xavier's pov:

As soon as I heard my name from her mouth, I lost my control.

I pressed my lips to hers. Her mouth wide open gave me the feeling that this was something very much unexpected to her. So was it to me.

I put more pressure on her waist making her gasp. I took that very moment to enter her mouth.

She tasted divine. Heaven.

Heat rose from every inch of me. I was no longer able to control. There was nothing but the sound of her gasps drawing me in, awakening something feral within. Whatever this was, it was pulling her in, the urgency of those perfect lips sinking in as if consuming her core, the way her body pressed against mine, warm and untamed. If hearts could explode, mine could detonate right now.

Author's pov:

Xavier devoured her mouth as if he was hungry for ages. He explored each and every corner of her mouth.

While Maya being new to all this, just enjoyed his touch and his feel.

Even though she didn't expect her first kiss to be this way, she didn't want to push him back. She let him do everything he wanted to do to her.

Xavier let go her when he felt this urgency in her to breathe. He could have kissed more for a minute.

But, she trying to wiggle into his arms and pull back, made him realise that she must have fell short of breath.

Both of them grasping for air looked at each other. Maya quickly reverted her eyes and the pink blush walked up to her cheeks.

Xavier made his hold on her lose and put both his hands on her cheeks.

He slowly and carefully held her face and tilted her slowly, leaning forward to her lips.

He launched a small peck on her lips and looked at her if she is reluctant. But, seeing her blush crawling more on to her cheeks, he kissed her again.

This time it was slow, delicate and passionate.

He sucked on to her lips very delicately, as if she is a porcelain doll and would break down if any further pressure is applied on her.

Losing control of all her body, Maya's hands automatically went to Xavier's shoulders.

After kissing her passionately for a minute or so, Xavier leaned in towards her forehead, kissed it and rested his forehead on hers, catching for breath.

After imprinting the moment into his mind, he looked that Maya.

Xavier's pov:

I kissed Maya. I wanted to do it for so long.

Right now, I had her in my arms, her eyes closed tightly and the pink blush on her cheeks getting into more dark shade with each second.

"Maya, look at me." I called her out in my softest tone that I ever used on someone.

Rather than opening eyes, she closed them more tightly and tried to wiggle out of my hands.

"As long as you don't open your eyes, I won't let you go and if you take even a second more to open them, I'll again kiss you senselessly right here."

Her eyes shot open at this statement. As soon as our eyes met, the blush on her cheeks became darker.

"I don't know anything more or less. I just want you to call me by my name from now onwards."

Maya's pov:

He is asking me to call him by his name, really? I thought he was angry about that.

While I trying to catch my breath, the heat on my cheeks is making me lose it all.

"You haven't answered me yet, Maya." He said waiting for the words to come out of my mouth.

"Y...Yes."

"Yes what, MAYA?" He he said stressing more on my name, indirectly asking me to call his name.

"Yes, Mr. Adams."

"I think you don't understand me Maya. I want you to call me by my name. If you call me Mr. Adams one more time, I don't know in what position we both might end up."

It sounded more like an angry remark .

But, how the hell does he expect me to understand whatever he has to say when we are in this position. I have never been this close to anyone, not even to my good for nothing boyfriend. This is all new to me. I don't know how to react on this situation.

"Ye...Yes Xavier." I somehow managed to form the two words.

"Goodness Maya! I wanted to hear my name from your tongue for so long. Now that I heard it, I don't know how to tell you this but, it sounds so damn sexy from your mouth."

I, still looking down, not able to meet his eyes, was shocked at his choice of words.

"Maya?" He called me.

Involuntarily, my eyes went up to his.

"Tell me one thing very honestly. There is no pressure on you to say anything.

Do you regret whatever happened between us ?

Because, you didn't kiss me back. If by any chance you regret this, I am really very sorry. I won't do it again. I promise, I will maintain my distance. You just have to say it once."

Oh God! He assumed something wrong again.

But, how do I tell him that I don't know how to kiss. He would think me of as a child and probably laugh at me too.

"Uh..."

"Maya, do you regret this?" Fear of rejection was completely seen on his face.

"No." I gathered a lot of courage just to say this one word.