~ZION's POV~

The prospect of meeting the all-powerful Robert Jones was a little intimidating to me at the time. The man who I would punish with everything in me. The man who took my Aya away from me and my family. To be sure, Aunt Chloe. She was my mother's best friend, and no mother should have to go through what this man did. Not even mothers deserve to be deceived and removed from their children, and no woman should have to go through that. This man lied about his marital status because he couldn't keep his lust at bay, and as a result, he was able to separate a mother and her child. When he came up to me, I gave him a friendly grin. I'm looking forward to torturing this elderly gentleman. I catch a glimpse of a young woman frantically putting up her bra straps as he approaches. So I suppose that means I should pay attention, shame. Regrettably, she appears to be in horrible shape, mmm ‘Rotten'. I'm not a big fan of stale food. I cracked a smile once more. He was accompanied by what appeared to be his daughter, as well as his wife if that's what you want to call her. I patiently waited for them to arrive at the spot where I was standing. I'm afraid I don't have time to meet them halfway. I didn't even take a single step toward them. Instead, I pulled a chair and was about to take a seat when I was bumped into by someone holding a glass of water, causing the water to splatter all over my suit and all the way down to my shoe.


'Are you nuts? 'Do you know who he is?" I could hear Robert Jones yelling. For some reason, in contrast to myself, I did not push the female who had done this to me.

'I'm sorry. Please accept my sincere apologies." The girl said nothing and simply grabbed a towel to begin drying the water, barely glancing at me at all.

'Don't worry; I'll do it myself." She drew her gaze to mine, her face contorted with surprise and horror.


'Gigolo!" Just as I was about to ask her a question, she yelled out loud.

'What exactly are you doing here?" Then the female who was accompanying Robert Jones yelled at Maya.


'Get out of here, you buffoon. How dare you spill water on Mr. Archer?' I turned to face the young lady who was raving at the time.

'Did she splatter you with water?" I asked the annoying girl.

'Not at all, Sir!"

'Then why are you barking?" I inquired.

'I'm sorry, sir."

'Do not apologize to me for what you have done, but instead, apologize to her."

'There is no way I am going to apologize to this pointless individual." Zion was enraged by the statement, but he was stopped in his tracks by a voice echoing behind him.

'Wow, Zion Archer, I never dreamt this day would come."

Fuck!

All I want is for these people to shut up. When I dragged my brows, I had a glimpse of my little wife's surprised expression. She shifted her gaze in my direction. Her pupils were dilated and her eyes were hazy. I could tell she was struggling to keep the tears back from her eyes. When I looked up, she was trembling and her hands were clenched into fists in front of me. Despite my best efforts, it was clear that I was doomed from the start. I was fully aware that I had made a mistake. She looked away from me for a moment, then back at the glass of water she was holding.

‘No, no, no,' I exclaimed, yelling at the back of my skull. Please, Maya, don't do it.

I was well aware that the remaining water was heading straight toward my face. So much for wanting to make her pay for her actions. What a shit! She groaned as she looked around. I noticed her gazing around and then walked away, leaving the tray on the floor.

'Maya!" I yelled out her name.

All of a sudden, she came to an abrupt halt. She didn't even bother to look back before walking away.

Fuck!

I swiveled around to face my assistant. 'Find out why my wife was working here as a waitress." He nodded in agreement when I said that.

'It seems to be that you are familiar with my daughter. Where did you meet her and how did you get to know her?"

I was so enraged that his other daughter referred to my wife as ‘low life,' and this man remained silent. Now that he knows I know Maya, is she his daughter? What an opportunist.

'Get this man out of my face!"

I screamed at the bodyguards and turned to face Andrew. I really wanted to smack him in the face, but he didn't know I was married to the woman who was being insulted, so that didn't work out too well. When I saw Andrew approaching, I began to back away. When my helper chased me down in an attempt to catch up,

'Sir, because she refused to sleep with the manager, her contract with Knight Enterprises was terminated. Her termination was scheduled for today, and Elvis Clark went to her residence to deliver the notice to her. Her father kicked her out of the house today, and she is currently without a place to live."

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When Zion learned that his wife had become homeless, he ran out of the hotel, completely disregarding the fact that everyone was observing him. He was well aware that she might attempt to flee if she thought or had discovered that she was married to him. As he ran out, he took out his phone,

Zion: Get Elvis Clark fired and make sure no company employs him.

You are stuck with me Mrs. Archer

Zion got into his car and drove back to the hotel room he had reserved for the night he married Angela, not wanting her to overthink things, since he knew that if she started to overthink things she might end up divorcing him before the marriage even got off the ground. He is certain that she overheard Andrew referring to him as Zion Archer, and that is the name that appears on their marriage certificate confirming their marriage. People were waiting for him when he left. He would lose millions as a result of this deed, but Aya was more valuable than whatever money he might lose. She was his wife, after all. The day he had sex with her, he wanted to take her home, but Aya thought he was a gigolo, which made him angry. Will it be too late for him to save himself? His car was moving at breakneck speed because he wanted to get to the hotel before she rushed away from him and into the night. Zion was driving when his car collided with another car, resulting in a tremendous bang!

The man didn't pull over; instead, he continued driving and gestured to the cars behind him to hand over his card to the other driver. So that they could meet up with him. Zion's bodyguards have this certain aura about them, and they are as wicked as their master. Zion was on the verge of slowing down at the hotel he had reserved for himself and Maya. The information he received from his informant indicated that Mrs. Archer was on her way to J-City international airport. Zion's rage at his wife grew even stronger.

She is scurrying away from me without giving me the opportunity to explain myself. Is this how we're going to spend the rest of our lives together? When one of us makes a mistake, we have to run away from our problems to avoid them. The worst is yet to come for Maya Archer. I am going to punish you. You're fortunate that I'm not a woman-hitter. However, Wifey, I am going to fuck you to death till I shred that little cunt.

Zion has always been a horny bastard. It goes without saying that the ladies of M-city will always be swooning over him. They referred to him as a sex Adonis, and Maya Archer had just made matters worse for herself. She has yet to know Zion. Most likely, she has a vivid memory of Zion, the adorable 25-year-old she met on her trip. Maya has no idea that Zion has been having sex, but has slowed down from the day he met her at their parents' funeral. Zion has always wanted to marry Maya, and now his dream has come true. Even though his mother was not present, he was certain she would sanction their marriage without hesitation. Aunt Chloe, of course, would do the same. Zion was more of a son to her, and he constantly assured her that he was going to marry her daughter and take her away from those terrible people. He made this pledge when he was young, promising himself that he would be more successful than the man who had taken her away from him and her mother. And here he is, the all-powerful Lord Archer himself. The man who caused everyone in M-city to bow when he hit the earth. All the cities knew about him, but only M-city knew what Zion looked like. The rest of the cities had only heard about how wicked the man was through the grapevine, however. As for the females themselves, they've only heard about how much of a sex Adonis the man is through the grapevine!

As Maya drove to the airport, where she planned to sell her automobile to anyone who was willing to buy it and then take off. Her jaw dropped when she spotted the Bugatti La Voiture Noire with the license plate of Lord Archer driving past in the distance. As soon as she squeezed the gas pedal, she realized it was her husband because she observed the other Maybach in the rear of the Bugatti La Voiture Noire. It had the same number plate as the Bugatti, which read ‘Lord Archer'. Panic took over what was essentially a Kia Rio in comparison to all of these other cars, but she slammed the gas pedal, nevertheless. The Bugatti La Voiture Noire's drive also applies pressure to the gas pedal. She knew it would be Zion, and she knew she wouldn't have won with her car. Although the car was swift, it paled in comparison to the vehicle her husband was driving. Soon after, the car passed her and came to a complete halt directly in front of her, obstructing her path. There was another car in the way when Maya tried to reverse, so she had to stop. She was now wedged between the two cars.

As soon as Zion got out of his car, he began to straighten his suit. Mr. Archer, a guy with the stature of a celestial deity, had everyone's jaw on the ground. He strolled gracefully towards his little wife and paused right in front of her. He appeared cold and aloof as if he was trying to keep a lot of feelings hidden. He gave her car a quick glance before returning his attention to the driver.

~MAYA'S POV~

The only thing I knew to do was sit in my car and wait for something to happen. Although I was awed by the man in front of me, I also found him to be somewhat rude. I rolled down my window. I opened my mouth to say something, but the man spoke before I had a chance.

'Come down," he commanded.

Who the fuck does he think he is to order me around?

I sank into my car, unable to bring myself to do what he had instructed me to do.

'Maya Archer, come down from your car if you don't want me to drag you out of your car through this window."