~Maya's POV~

Zion and I entered an extremely large and tall skyscraper made entirely of glass. Zion held my hand as we walked in the middle of the two lines while people scrambled to form a straight line. He did this when we were walking in between the two lines. Everyone appeared to be taken aback by the fact that Zion was holding my hand. Indeed, Zion is a well-known and well-respected character all across the world. He showed me the way to his office, where he assisted me in sitting down and brought me a pillow so that I may be as comfortable as possible. The manner that which this man loves me makes me question whether or not I am worthy of his affection. For me, Zion is more like an older brother, and I would consider myself to be his younger sister. He looks out for me and loves me very much. I'm not sure what good deeds I performed in a previous life to merit having a husband who is as loving as Zion in this one. He is a lion on the outside, but Zion has a huge heart and is also a big baby. I sit while he works at his desk. After that, my gaze moved to the desk in front of him. It was a picture of me and Zion. My eyes were closed, and I gave off the appearance of being extremely intoxicated. I needed a better look at the picture, so I rose up to gain a better vantage point. A scowl formed on my face in response to seeing that photo.


'Zion Archer, I don't understand why you would have something like this displayed in front of your desk." After laughing, he looked at me, then returned his attention to the picture, and finally began laughing once more.

'You don't understand. This picture is my favorite."

'Are you kidding me? In this picture, I look like I am orgasming. Look at my eyes. '


'Well, considering that you were pleading with me to take your virginity, it's possible that the way I look gave you an orgasmic experience."

'Zion!"


'Baby, this picture means so much to me. You might see it as a picture where you are orgasming, but baby, on this day, I met my wife. We don't do things as normal people do, so most people won't understand, yet I have a very good grasp on what's going on in this photo despite the fact that most people won't. The first night I met the woman who become my wife, she was also a virgin. She threw up on me and tormented me. It took everything I had to resist the want to fuck you when I saw you wearing that red lingerie under that coat. I stifled my gag reflex the entire time I was washing you. I had such a strong want to fuck you, but I didn't want you to be confused about who took your vCard, so I refrained from touching you. You might have seen how desperately you pleaded with me." He gave a chuckle.

'Zion Archer, I thought you were working." He gave me a grin while maintaining eye contact with me. He then shut down his laptop.

'Let's go." He extended his hand to me as we exited his office. When we exited his office, there were paparazzi following us around shooting pictures at every turn. Zion made a bad situation even worse for me by giving me a passionate kiss in front of the media, and I had no doubt that those lips would be captured on camera. He took me around the city, and I was so tired of walking when suddenly Zion backed me up. The embarrassment I felt being backed by him, but this husband of mine had no shame. We proceeded to one of the more upscale restaurants, and as we were about to sit down to dine, Zion went in search of a seat at which I could stretch out my muscles and relax my body. Zion excused himself to go to the restroom. I decided not to hold my breath and wait for him. Due to the fact that I was quite hungry, I made the decision to start eating. Someone was standing in front of me just as I was going to take a bite to eat. When I finally met their gaze, my eyes were immediately drawn to Kelly Martins and the person who appeared to be her friend. I couldn't help but stare at them. Kelly was looking at me as if I were a piece of art while she stood in front of me and cast an unwelcome glare in my direction.

It made me feel awkward and out of place, which was not a pleasant sensation. It's not that I want her to be nice to me or anything like that. Even though she exudes sophistication and sophistication itself, I can see through her. There is a street card player hiding behind that sophisticated appearance. Why do I need to bother? My infant is starving. Zion says there are two, therefore yes, my children are hungry. As I prepared to eat, I felt her eyes on me. I instantly felt like a piece of gum in response to her staring at me. I won't be the one to shatter the awkward hush that has descended upon the two of us. She came to me, therefore I shall feed my babies and not worry about her in the least. She is getting to the point where she is beginning to irritate me, and if she dares to test me, I will show her exactly how I feel about being tested. I have been nice enough, even after she called me a whore. I started eating. Why should I bother worrying about relatively inconsequential people?

Don't mess with Lady Archer

~Maya's POV~

'Seems like you have never eaten in a high-end restaurant like this. Why go through the trouble of attempting to blend in when you are nothing more than an illegitimate child?" Seems like she has been speaking to Ivy, why should I care? I didn't answer her. She didn't call my name, so she is not talking to me. As soon as she calls my name, then and only then will she receive a response from me. Should I give you the name of the meal that you are eating, or do you even know what it is that you are eating? I reached over and grabbed the orange juice that was sitting on the edge of the table, and I drank it without so much as giving her a glance.

'Hey bitch, can't you see my friend is talking to you?" She used the term ‘bitch,' yet this restaurant was filled with bitches, including myself, but she did not say my name. If she had specified the name Maya or, more accurately, Lady Archer, the assertion could have had more weight. Out of frustration that I was not responding to her, Kelly Martins ended up taking the orange on top of the table and poured the juice on my face. Well, that was directed at me now. I stood up and gave her a slap that was so harsh on her face that it made her cry. The sound of the slap reverberated through the entire restaurant, and as a result, everyone's attention was immediately focused on us.

'You slapped me?" I regret not being able to respond, but I simply do not have the time to deal with needy ladies like Kelly Martins. I was about to say a lot of things to her, but I bit my tongue and poured myself another glass of orange juice instead. Too bad I won't drink from the same glass she touched, so the orange juice ended up on her face. Aah, the friend called me a bitch. I poured another glass of orange juice and then proceeded to splash it on Kelly Martin's friend. After gaining my composure, I sat down and awaited the honorable women who were standing in front of me to reveal their genuine selves.

'You are a witch who has cast a spell over my Zion, and that is the primary accusation I have against you." Now let's hear the second, I said in the back of my mind. Then, she continued, 'You put an evil spell on him!"

She grabbed a knife from the surface of the table and approached me with the intent of stabbing me for using a spell on her fiance Zion. I was so surprised by myself. I was about to be stabbed for stealing a man and I remained seated. Hahaha, Wow I blame the Lady Archer status. I was surprisingly calm for someone who was going to have a knife thrust into them.

'You have no knowledge whatsoever regarding clothing and style." She ranted.

Ahh, I'm so fucking hungry. What is fashion? Is it food? Because I'm so damn hungry right now.

'I am the daughter of the Martin family. You don't have anything to your name, and your family has kicked you out of the home you once called your own. Your fiance did not want you, and now you've come to steal away my fiance despite the fact that he did not want you."

Well, the knife remains stationary in her grasp. It was at that point that I made the decision to start eating. She had no intention of doing anything more than ranting like a hound that was in heat.

'In this town of M-City, my father serves as the station commander. You just made a mistake and splashed juice on the wrong female, you bitch!" Aaah, that bitch word again. I am no bitch. I am the fucking Lady Archer. I stepped back up and gave Kelly's friend a slap, which caused her to start screaming like a young girl who had just received her first-ever smack.

'That's for calling me a bitch."

As soon as I took a seat, I noticed that the food no longer looked appetizing. I put the fork down. 'Are you hungry? This kind of ranting would only come from an empty-bellied hound. Do you want me to find something to eat and bring it to you? Oh, I see. You were planning to get in touch with your dad, right? Go ahead and call him. While you're at it, you should also tell him that Lady Archer smacked you." The woman's pupils became noticeably larger.

'Kelly, what did you make me do?"

'She is not Lady Archer, I am Lady Archer Rose. Remember, I am engaged to be married to Lord Archer."

'And who among the two of you is bothering my wife?" A voice echoed from a distance, and the two women froze.