~Maya’s POV~

I walked into the suite opposite mine, and my vision landed on a well-built husband of mine. He appeared so adorable when sleeping as if he had been greatly distressed. He was sleeping on the edge of the bed without a blanket or anything else to cover himself with. I pulled his dangling legs onto the bed and covered him. He was in a deep slumber, so I chose to sleep next to him. I kissed his lips. Fuck! Can I ever remain angry with this man? The sudden picture of that woman kissing the same lips I had just kissed flooded in. I needed to puke. I...