EvaFLASHBACK: FIVE DAYS AGO IN JULIENNE'S APARTMENT “May I speak with you? Inside?” I askedRelief filled me as she opened her door wider.….I stepped into her apartment in relative silence. Despite the grimy outside it seemed clean from the inside, incredibly cozy even. The area was small and the furniture was outdated and I spotted a crack in the wall, but it wasn't bad. Looking at the small space brought me back to a time years ago, on my own, working.I closed the door, following after her in awkward silence. The tension couldn't be ignored as she stood in place.I cleared my throat, “how have you been doing?”The acidic laugh she let out in return made me flinch.“What do you care? Do you feel sorry for ruining my life?” she spat out, bitterness evident in her voice “You and I both know that isn't true,” I said, tense at her aggressiveness. I let out a sigh to calm down before I continued “but I am sorry for what happened to you back then. For the humiliation you went through
Eva Present day It seemed in the end I wasn't really on my own. I had almost lost all hope. Who would have known that the night before with tears in my eyes and dried mascara on my face, she would call? In the middle of the night, cleaning my tears and cooling the stinks on my cheek, I received a call from an unknown number. As I answered mindlessly, I only heard her voice and two words. “I'm in.” What changed between then and that day, two days ago was a mystery to me. Perhaps she'd come to terms with what I'd said or maybe something else pushed her to that decision either way she was here now and I could feel her seething. Pure anger and hatred emanated from her as she stared forward, no doubt at Brienne herself. I didn't bother looking at Brienne's face to know how shocked she was. ‘Are you ready?’ I silently asked with my eyes, She took her place near the fixed micro I was using only moments ago and spoke.e “Some of you may remember me. I was one of Brienne's “ f
EvaI didn't bother looking at it this time. I already knew what was coming next. I had lived it and I expected her voice. Just in time it echoed through the hall.“You’re really stupid you know, just as naive as you were six years ago.”My eyes slipped shut at the sound of Brienne’s voice. The final evidence was the recording of the club bathroom. As the video played on, Her menacing words played out as it did in real life, three days ago. I easily recalled how she'd neared me, a menacing look in her eyes. I finally opened my eyes to look at the real her.Her face was pale, pure terror on her face. Any ounce of arrogance she had before was completely gone, replaced by true fear.An irony, considering our reversed roles.‘So much for being ‘naive’.’ I thought to myself, looking at her.I knew how little regard she had for me to her own detriment. In a way, she had caused her own downfall.I was telling the truth back then. I truly didn't have any recording devices with me, but it did
Eva"He was everything I wanted. All that money, that influence. id waited for him for so long and then you took him. You, a nobody."Another sob left me in the video. I was aware of the sting of alcohol in her breath when she'd neared me back then. Hearing her clearer now, there was no doubt in me that the alcohol had loosened her lips. Just in time, Brienne bursted into hysterical giggles, a sign of her addled state. “You can scream and cry and protest all you want, but now all people would think if you as is a lying cheating gold digger. History really does repeat itself doesn't it?” She spoke in-between laughter.After several minutes, the sounds lowered into silence, only the faint sound of my whimpers present until she spoke.“The first time was for you standing in the way of what I wanted. This is what you deserve for embarrassing me on my engagement party. You with your empty threats and holier than thou act. What can you do about it? Your boyfriend has left you and your rep
EvaRemoving the drive from the laptop, I made to leave only for a large frame to stop me. Surprise filled me as I looked up.“Jon?” I mouthed silently. I didn't even notice when he came up. I’d tried my best to avoid thinking or looking at his reaction in the beginning but as I kept on talking I'd lost track. I didn't know what to expect from his reaction. In hindsight, I should have expected this.Statue couldn't define how stony or hard his face looked. My heart sank. I'd promised to tell him everything and I did, albeit in public. He was already angry about them from the moment I revealed everything. Now that he knew… He made to pass me but I stopped him, tugging on his sleeve.“What are you doing?” I asked, alarmed. I didn't want him to cause a scene for my sake, not when his company was on the line.He turned to me, passing me a small mysterious smile.“Trust me,” he whispered in a voice too low I barely grasped it, speaking with his eyes. It made me gape, left bereft. He'd as
Eva“Well, this is a sight.” Julienne commented. Despite the snark in her tone, she looked lighter. Not the heavy laden person I saw in her apartment before.If it had been anybody else Jon's statement would have crumbled to the ground. Finding her in the empty space rather than some member of the press brought relief. The tension in my shoulders relaxed as I let out a breath. I felt warm skin brush across my arm, making me turn to the culprit. Jonathan looked towards her and back to me.“I'll be in the garage.” He whispered, before slipping away, leaving me alone with her.I remained still as she continued towards me. I hadn't even noticed when she'd slipped away from the podium, likely when I was at the last wrap of my speech. It didn't change the fact that I was thankful for her.“Thank you for everything.” I said when she was near enough. I let my genuineness show through my tone. She had helped me momentously.“It was justified on both our parts, and for all the other victims.” S
Good day or night wherever and whenever you read this. To everyone that made it this far I greatly thankful for your support and I hope that this book fulfilled or exceeded your expectations. I hope you enjoyed Eva's story and her exacting justice on Brienne, Geoffery and to some degree, Viktor himself. Although it seems like many things have been resolved, this is far from the end. Rather it is a new beginning with plenty more secrets, drama and complications to come. Our time with Viktor is far from over and the twins are sure to make things even more complicated As we have reached a milestone in this story, I will be taking a temporary hiatus soely for this story for the rest of this month in order to work on and expand my two previous novels. Feel free to check them out if you want to. If you have any questions about the coming Part 2, any comments on the characters, questions you wish to ask, or what you want to see or wish you had seen in this book, please feel free to share
Viktor Sharp ringing filled my ears amongst the uproar around me. Before I could hear them clearly, but now the noises felt like nothing amidst the rushing through me, dulling any other sods.A part of me could still predict what they were saying. I was still conscious enough to remember the last words said by Jonathan Salvador himself, declaring our partnership broken, the press’ uproar at the news that seemed like the final nail in our coffin, but at this moment I could care less.My gaze was focused on that empty spot where she'd stood, staring bravely at the crowd as she revealed everything I didn't know. Her last words rang in my mind.Eva. The woman I loathed. And for what?“This wasn't revenge,”“Now I can live in peace.”Her words echoed in my mind. The final look on her face aimed at me. In them I saw something akin to pity or apology. Something that felt like a final goodbye. Staring at her, in the face of everything, made my throat tighten. A sharp noise tore my attention
EvaMy heart raced as I reached the door leading into the cafe.My words the day before were like a fever dream. It wasn't until hours later when night had fallen that doubts and panic of what I'd done began creeping in.It was still the weekend and Penelope had snatched the children away to play for the day. Jon had left to the penthouse leaving me wearing down the floor of my room alone.‘I should have waited a little longer. I wasn't prepared yet. Why did I say that?’ doubts filled my thoughts. I’d made that declaration still high on the feeling of reciprocation, to equal his determination. It was cowardly yet I was second guessing everything. ‘Maybe he hadn't told her. Maybe he would postpone it.’ All the possibilities that he wouldn't take me on my word reared its head and for a moment I nearly deluded myself into thinking that it wouldn't happen. The text I'd gotten twenty minutes after rid those thoughts away. ‘‘We’re on our way to the cafe.’’ he said.The ticking time I
Eva“Is he going to still keep us waiting?”“Jon,” my voice came out harsher than I expected, but it was rightfully so. Jon looked trite immediately. He looked away and set his jaw, making me deflate instantly. Out of all the words I could use to describe Jonathan, insufferable wasn't on the list yet it seemed that way now more than ever. I couldn't blame him for how he's been reacting though.It was my fault for making the decision so abruptly, especially when I had so confidently told him that I wouldn't let Viktor into their lives. Despite his attempt to be supportive he hadn't expected me to go through with it, hence his reaction now It had taken a day to come to terms with my decision and another day to muster up the courage to tell Jon. It took a few days more for us to talk about it.He was far from happy once I told him my decision but he'd accepted it, or claimed to at least. Despite his veiled irritation and his attempt to pick on things, he was still here for me. For all
Viktor “Did something happen?” My mother asked, her worried tone filtering through the phone. I smiled even if she couldn't see it, trying to muster.“Nothing bad happened mom. It's just some extra documents to sort out in the office. I'll be coming home later than normal is all.” I said. It wasn't necessarily a lie, yet it still sent a sliver of guilt to me that I would miss dinner with her. I didn't want any setbacks on the relationship we were rebuilding.The anxiety eased as she sighed,“Okay…” my mother trailed off, “Don't forget to eat.”“I won't,” I quickly assured her, “I love you mom.”Despite time and efforts bringing us closer I was still half expecting her to hesitate and not day it at all. It made it all the more relieving when she chuckled.“Love you too.” she said and the call ended. Putting my phone down I turned to the empty street from my office window. Only a few hours ago, I was recieving what felt like the best and worst news of my life.A part of me still couldn
EvaI entered the cafe booked for this meeting. It was a new place, unfamiliar to me unlike my regular spot with Penelope’s Cafe or the growing familiarity of the Greenhouse cafe. It was exactly what I wanted for this occasion.I needed a neutral spot, free from any influence to meet him. This time, we were on equal grounds.“Good day, what's your order?” The unfamiliar waitress smiled at me. I ordered a random pastry and some water to pass the time. I wasn't planning on staying for long.The noises around helped keep me calm but I kept on questioning if this was the right thing to do.‘We’ll see,’ I told myself.The door opened and this time I looked up to meet a familiar face..he was right on time.Viktor entered the cafe, looking around. I silently nodded the moment he spotted me, waiting with bated breath.Less than a few days ago I'd finally solved the conflict brewing in my mind with a single call to the RCF office. They recognized me and amidst my issues, forwarded my call to h
EvaI tensed hearing his name from her mouth. Penelope sighed beside me.In the past, she hadn't done so much as blink an eye when I told her my past and who my ex lover was despite him being a literal billionaire from one of the wealthiest families. While many others would have found a way to take advantage of the information, she hadn't even bothered mentioning it after I told her except when she wanted to curse him out. It was rare to see someone like that. It was one of the oddest things that made me question her in the past but that was just the way she was. Grounded. The money glitz and glamor didn't seem to affect her. I was grateful for it.“Julienne, let's change the topic.” she offered while Julienne remained feel “B-but..”“Yes. He is.” I cut her off, giving Penelope an assuring glance that made her relax in her seat. Switching my gaze to the brunette, I saw that her face turned slack.I expected the shock, but I I hadn't expected her face to turn stormy. “So when he che
Eva “Stop,” I spoke through the silent room as I paced, as if it would help. Spoiler alert: it didn't. In the end, settling on the couch was the only reprieve for my tired legs. I shut my eyes, digging my fingers into the side of my head as frustration brewed in me Why? Why couldn't I stop thinking about him? It was already Friday, four days since I confronted Viktor. Normally I was able to brush up any upsetting thing with a layer of professionalism as I did in the past or simply block it out, get for some reason that day and his words remained stuck in my mind. I couldn't stop thinking back to him, his face and his words. And worst of all, it was making more guilt settle in me for rejecting him and his desire to see the children. Which was insane…right? My hardy words that day still rang true, yet a stabbing feeling came to my gut as I recalled how his face fell. His sincere expression. I was doing the right thing by keeping him away yet my conscience was telling me
Eva I couldn't hide my restlessness for the rest of the day. My mind was going haywire. If not for Lucy constantly keeping me in check I was sure I would have been a spaced out mess. Every action I took felt more automatic than conscious. Thanks to a text I received I knew that Jon wasn't coming back till evening. I couldn't wait to get home. The moment it was nearing closing time I stormed out, grabbing my bag and keys to leave. I told myself to wait three days until things cooled down, but Victor's appearance changed everything. I had to tell Jon, tonight. “Mommy!” Cory squealed, jumping up to hug me. I caught his embrace, putting on a smile. How ironic it was that I'd just spoken about them a few hours before. Their signature green eyes haunted me. “Were you two good?” I teased lightly after separating from them, forcing those thoughts away. ”We’ve never been bad!” Anthea cried out while Cory pouted. I stifled a laugh. “Alright. Let's go.” I foisted them I to the
EvaI swallowed thickly. It was ironic that he was here now that Jon was away. The man I wanted to tell everything was absent while the one I wasn't ready to face stood in front of me.I wished I could be defensive and pull it under the rug. A part of me urged to walk away and completely ignore him, but what good will that do when he would still find me here or could corner me somewhere else?Despite his actions, this time, he actually had the moral high ground to come to me demanding answers. I couldn't refuse, even if I wanted to.There wasn't any escape this time.I quickly glanced around. Just as I hoped,the parking lot was empty, leaving me in privacy.I sped my footsteps to near him, heart shaky. I stopped several inches away, leaning in as the spice of his cologne wafted.“Not here,” I said in a low voice, averting my gaze. When I finally looked up, I met his face full of disbelief and anger.“Not now. I have a meeting minutes from now. After…we can talk somewhere else.” my wo
Eva Darkness filled the room and I had a feeling that it was past midnight. Jon's breaths beside me were supposed to be soothing but my thoughts ran even louder.“Are you going to tell me what's wrong?” He'd asked soon after I'd recovered. He was so considerate, despite not knowing what or why I was in that state as he led me inside, making an excuse as we passed the kids about why I couldn't show my face until he led me into the bedroom. I tried to speak. I tried, but the words couldn't come out. I was still too spaced out, too in my head and in shock to do so. the question of what if was torturing me. That had been happening more times than I liked.In the end he'd sighed and happily brushed it off, set on distracting me. I was both relieved and pressured. How could I hold this back from him?Guilt bubbled my gut horribly , both then and now. It didn't help that throughout dinner Cory and Anthea's faces were there to remind me of the accident that happened.I always kept a pictur