MAYA

My legs grew weak seeing Erica with her luggage just after Donovan proposed to me. I thought I'd found a mate and a husband in which I would spend my forever with him with no one to challenge our love but here was an open challenge.

For a while, I stood speechless, switching my gaze from Donovan to Erica, from Erica to the queen.

“Donovan, will you continue staying there to stare at me?” Erica uttered. “I thought you would behave as a gentleman and come to assist me get my luggage in?”

What an insult!

“Are you talking to me?” Donovan’s facial expression changed.

“Yes-ss.” She stammered, now...