Chapter 13: Complicated Relationship
Maya's voice pierced the rain-soaked air, her words a declaration of ownership and protection.
"Back off!" she yelled, her fists clenched at her sides.
She stepped in front of him, her naked body glistening with the water that clung to her curves. Her eyes were fiery, a stark contrast to the serene expression she usually wore.
The others, momentarily taken aback, stared at her. They did not expected resistance from someone so young.
Neo, equally surprised, stepped back. He didn't expect her to have this side—she always looked so tame and innocent.
"Maya, it's okay," he murmured, unsure how to react to her sudden protectiveness—or obsession, whichever described her better at the moment.
But she wasn't listening. She was in a zone of her own, a guardian standing between her man and the girls trying to steal him.
Both women looked at each other, then back at Maya. They were hungry for pleasure, desperate, and not easily deterred.
One of them, a blonde with a smug smile, reached out to touch his chest.
"I said, don't touch him!"
Maya's reaction was swift and decisive. She slapped the woman's hand away, hard enough to leave a red mark.