Maya had to pinch herself in order to get through the days of being "Lady Lannister". She was forced to wear Lannister colors and jewels. She'd been avoiding Jaime all week, much to his dismay according to her handmaidens. Being in this family was already killing her.

A couple of days ago, Maya had asked one of her handmaidens to tell her if Jaime is around so that she could hide from him. The handmaiden instead would spy on Jaime or have someone spy for her. Maya couldn't believe the insanity of this family and how people would go to extreme lengths just to please them. It didn't help the situation when she caught a spy who was posing as a stable boy, spying on her. Apparently, he was one of Jaime's and had been ordered and paid to tell him everything that she did.

So here she was…she stormed into their chambers and then there was some yelling and the next thing she knew, she was moaning in the crook of his neck, biting her lip so hard that she taste the metallic taste of her blood in her mouth as he thrust into her. Gods, she felt like a bitch in heat or something when she was moaning. Jaime kissed her wet brow after he spilled himself inside of her. Maya was still furious with him, but she had to admit that there was nothing better than angry sex.

He moved off of her and let out a breathless chuckle. They stared up at the ceiling in complete silence, but there was the elephant in the room that really needed to be discussed because she was getting very uncomfortable.

"I know what you said to me while I was sleeping last week," he immediately turned his head to her and confused expression on his face. She shrugged. "Light sleeper, I heard."

"I was…I didn't mean it."

"Then why did you say it?"

He sighed and shrugged. "Wanted to see what it sounded like."

"Then why did you wait till I was asleep to say it?"

He turned away from her sharply and groaned, "Good night."

She sat up and looked over his shoulder. "You know I can be very annoying and determined when it comes to fining out the truth as you already know."

"Yes, how did you know?" Jaime asked as he sat up quickly, eyeing her. "Who told you? You must've gotten your information somehow…so who?"

"I have my ways. I can keep a secret."

"Husbands and wives don't have secrets," Jaime said.

She raised an elegant eyebrow at him. "Yes, they do. I can name five out of the top of head."

"Alright. I'm listening."

"Your sister and Robert. Aerys Targaryen and Rhaella Targaryen. Rhaegar Targaryen and Elia. Tywin Lannister and Joanna. You and me. There five husbands and wives that keep secrets from each other." She said smugly.

"I feel as though you get pleasure from being right."

"Well, I can get all tingly inside when I am."

"How about when you're wrong?"

"When have I ever been wrong?"

"Me."

"Nope. I was right about you; you're an arrogant ass who doesn't know that location your asshole."

He laughed. "I know the exact location, yours as well."

"Lovely," she said sarcastically. "Hey, you're trying to distract me! So do you love me or not?"

"Why does it matter if I do or don't, huh? Do you even love me?"

"No, but I would've if you didn't do the things you did." She said honestly.

Jaime leaned over and kissed her mouth softly. He moved the sheets off of her body and his hand roamed down the valley between her breast, down her stomach and to her hot core. She moaned softly and kissed Jaime back much against her mind's protest. He stopped what he was doing and looked at her in the eyes.

"I love you."

She opened her mouth to reply, but he then crashed his lips onto hers, his lips devouring hers in a scorching kiss. He moved in between her legs, the sheet riding off him as he did so. She wrapped her legs around him, her heels digging into his butt cheeks as he entered her in one quick movement. He moaned and then smiled down at her. She tried not to think about those three little words, but how could se when she could see truth in his emerald green eyes.

She arched her back thus pushing her breasts into his hard chest. He leaned down and kissed her neck then her collarbone as he started to slowly move inside of her. Maya turned her head away, afraid to look Jaime in the eyes again. She was scared by how much he had control over her body…and her heart and sometimes her mind as well.

Is he the worst thing for me? Or is he the best thing for me? Ugh! Damn this man straight to the Seven Hells!

ONE WEEK AGO…

Dear Lady Stark,

The reason I decided not to put your new surname is mainly because I am an ally of you, not your soon to be husband. We have a mutual interest and I think we can be very useful to each other. There is something that you should know about your groom and his sister.

They are lovers and have been for quite sometime. They were responsible for your younger brother's condition. He was in the wrong place at the wrong time, you could say. If you do not believe me then look at the queen's children…no black hair, only golden. But if that does not convince you then I think that Grand Maester Pycelle could be of some use to you.

"Grand Maester Pycelle?" Maya said. "May I see the book where it has all the noble houses of Westeros and their children?"

Take the book back to your chambers and be certain that no one is with you for the lion's spies are all around you.

Maya commanded all of her handmaidens to leave and then she bolts the door. She opens the book and goes to House Baratheon.

Go House Baratheon and look at all of the colors of hair that they all share. Then you will know of the truth.

"Lord Orys Baratheon, black of hair. Axel Baratheon…black of hair. Lyonel Baratheon, black of hair. Steffon Baratheon, black of hair. Robert Baratheon, black of hair…Joffrey Baratheon, golden haired." Maya said the last name breathlessly. Her entire body froze and her lips were slightly parted as the wheels in her head were turning.

I trust that this is enough proof for you to put the rest of the pieces together. I hope that someday will we meet finally. What you will do with this valuable piece of information depends on whether or not you want live. When you play the game of thrones, you either win or you die. So I suggest that you choose wisely.

-Your Friend,

X

Maya quickly folded the paper and hid it in her sleeve. She quickly walked out of the room and to where the Dragon Skulls were. She knelled down and hid the letter in the armor, not knowing what to do with the information. Maya fell to the ground suddenly and her whole body shook violently as she felt the tears running down her face at Jaime's betrayal. Did she love him? No yet she would've if he let her.

I had been so foolish…I was a fool to believe that there was such thing as a good man. I had believed that there was so much more than the Kingslayer. I believed in him and that his heart was true and good. I was wrong this time.

X watched from the shadows, a victorious smile creeping onto their face as they watched the one girl that could've changed Jaime Lannister, now thirst for vengeance against the man. Everything was going according to their plan.

I will not fail. I will not fail. I will not fail. I will not fail.

They will pay.

TBC…

THANK YOU ALL FOR THE REVIEWS, FOLLOWS, AND FAVORITES! I LOVE YOU GUYS BECAUSE YOU ALL ARE SO AWESOME! There will be another chapter probably posted either tonight or tomorrow, I haven't decided yet. They are both short chapters, but at least it's better than nothing and having to wait all week for them.

Note: X is NOT an OC…they are a character in the series and books. It will be very interesting to see what I can do with them. Not giving their identity away thought, nope!

I hoped you all liked it. Because next chapter, I think you all may like it…I don't know…maybe.

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