Chapter 40

• MAVERICK’S P.O.V
• “Good morning sir,” Maya greeted stepping into my phone. She wore a tight black penciled skirt with a white chiffon top that showed off her cleavages. Her black wavy hair she let; floated down her neck. She looked beautiful; there was something about women that has wavy hair, and I love that shit so much.
• “You look nice, how are you?” I complimented her while asking how she was doing. She was smiling so much even way too much than usual.