I got into trouble with Maya today for fighting. I got beat up mostly but I don't regret it. This hood rat in our neighbourhood, Franco had insulted her calling her a yellow whore. Maya said I should've ignored him but how could I when it was my family he disrespected. My mates and neighbourhood kids used to insult Mum too. Called her a deranged or retarded woman but I couldn't do anything then. I had to watch her cry herself to sleep everytime without having any idea on how to console her. I guess I was reminded of it and how fed up I was. Maya is a strong woman and can stand up for herself but that doesn't mean I would still stand for any form of disrespect towards her. Yes, I will get my ass beaten but at least I fought back...
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She could hear one of Mozart's number playing softly in the background. She stirred and smiled before prying her eyes open.
Hovering right above her was a shirtless Mason with the most sensual grin ever, "Morning beautiful!"
She immediately shut her eyes and opened them again, only this time there was no music and definitely no Mason. It had been a dream or a fantasy, either way it wasn't real. The events from the night before came rushing to mind but she was determined not to relive them so she instead focused on the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. Before she could make a move to check why that was so, Rick came out with a towel wrapped around his waist. It'd been a while she saw him like this and she couldn't deny he was still sexy. His chest muscles flexed with each slight movement as droplets of water run down his abs to the nook of his... She shuddered slightly and looked up to his face to see a lopsided grin.
"You were totally checking me out right now, weren't you?" he chuckled.
"No I wasn't!" she denied quickly flushed with embarassment.
"It's alright! I won't tell anyone"
"Oh shut up!" They shared a laugh and for a moment everything seemed normal, like they did this every morning...like they were a happy couple. Rick smiled one last time at her before walking into his closet leaving Robyn in a state of confusion.
Why was he being nice to her when he barely paid attention to her the night before or the day before that and the months before that. The only conclusion she came up with was that her husband had gone crazy. To avoid more awkwardness, she went to the bathroom and showered till she heard him leave without telling her. Well that was more like him. She came out after and got ready for work.
She made her way downstairs to prepare a cup of green tea only to find a note from Rick stuck to the fridge. It read; Be home by 7. She rolled her eyes. They were probably going to dine with one of the rich snubs he kept as friends. She grabbed her favourite mug from the the cabinet and prepared her beverage before leaving the house.
Riley barged into her office causing Robyn to look up from from the stack of papers in front of her. The girl held a star struck expression like she'd just seen her celebrity crush.
"What is it, Riley?" Robyn asked with a hint of irritation.
"Uh...a man is here to see you. A really hot man" the assistant informed whispering the last part. Before she could ask who it was, Mason appeared at the doorway.
"Hi!" he greeted with a smile.
"Ma... Mr. Garcia! Please come in." she said with a forced smile plastered on her face. He made his way inside and sat on the couch. Riley wiggled her eyes behind his back earning a look from Robyn which said 'go away' however she wasn't done admiring just yet.
"Can I get you anything, Mr. Garcia?" she asked.
Mason looked up to her and smiled, "No, thank you!"

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Archer Diaries
Misterio / SuspensoMason Archer, the estranged son of the deranged woman on the block, has no friends and everyone hates him. Well maybe except his new therapist, Mrs Robyn Hawthorne, the seemingly abused wife of the rich business mogul. Being charged with assault fo...