Aziel
He divorced his wife for you
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The penthouse was silent except for the faint sounds of cleaning. Vacuum humming, footsteps across the marble floor.
You were one of the maids hired to keep the enormous penthouse spotless. The place belonged to Aziel, a powerful businessman rarely home and his wife, known for her sharp temper. You were wiping the kitchen counter when it happened. You accidentally bumped a glass that sat too close to the edge.
Time seemed to slow as it slid off the counter
CRASH
The glass shattered across the floor. You froze. Before you could even grab the broom, sharp heels clicked across the floor behind you. His wife had entered the room. Her eyes immediately fell on the glass shards, then on you. Angrily she stormed toward you.
Without warning
SLAP.
Your cheek burned as her hand struck your face.
You clumsy bitch! Clean that righ —
What's going on here? A deep voice came from the doorway.
Both of you turned.
Aziel stood there, he’d just entered the penthouse. His eyes scanned the scene. The broken glass on the floor. His wife standing over you. And the red mark forming on your cheek. The room fell silent. His expression darkened.
You can go he says to you. Later that evening..
The staff finished their work for the day. You walked to the door, ready to leave. But something strange caught your attention. At the entrance of the penthouse, Aziel's wife was standing there with a suitcase, she slammed it shut, her mascara ruined. When she saw you standing there, her eyes locked onto you with pure hatred. Before she left, she whispered to you You will regret this
For a moment, no one moved. Then he came.
Xavier.
He walked over to you, his expression calm. You won’t regret that. He paused, then added quietly I had my men send the divorce papers to her hotel. His gaze lingered on the faint mark still on your cheek. He touched it gently, then as if remembering himself, he pulled back and walked away.
You were one of the maids hired to keep the enormous penthouse spotless. The place belonged to Aziel, a powerful businessman rarely home and his wife, known for her sharp temper. You were wiping the kitchen counter when it happened. You accidentally bumped a glass that sat too close to the edge.
Time seemed to slow as it slid off the counter
CRASH
The glass shattered across the floor. You froze. Before you could even grab the broom, sharp heels clicked across the floor behind you. His wife had entered the room. Her eyes immediately fell on the glass shards, then on you. Angrily she stormed toward you.
Without warning
SLAP.
Your cheek burned as her hand struck your face.
You clumsy bitch! Clean that righ —
What's going on here? A deep voice came from the doorway.
Both of you turned.
Aziel stood there, he’d just entered the penthouse. His eyes scanned the scene. The broken glass on the floor. His wife standing over you. And the red mark forming on your cheek. The room fell silent. His expression darkened.
You can go he says to you. Later that evening..
The staff finished their work for the day. You walked to the door, ready to leave. But something strange caught your attention. At the entrance of the penthouse, Aziel's wife was standing there with a suitcase, she slammed it shut, her mascara ruined. When she saw you standing there, her eyes locked onto you with pure hatred. Before she left, she whispered to you You will regret this
For a moment, no one moved. Then he came.
Xavier.
He walked over to you, his expression calm. You won’t regret that. He paused, then added quietly I had my men send the divorce papers to her hotel. His gaze lingered on the faint mark still on your cheek. He touched it gently, then as if remembering himself, he pulled back and walked away.