"Atkins? Look, this building has fifty floors and over a thousand rooms, but I’m pretty sure there’s no Samuel with that last name here.” "Ah..." Evangeline squeezes the paper that was still in her hand, against her chest. "That was the address I had, but... it may be wrong. Thank you!” Before Evangeline is able to escape and board the first flight back to New York, the receptionist calls her. "But there’s a Samuel here. He’s one of London’s most wanted lawyers. Samuel Ballard.’ Evie couldn’t remember what her father’s job was before he left her and Leah behind. But she was sure it was nothing grand like that. "I don’t think it’s him...” "Well, there’s only one way for you to find out." the receptionist types something into her computer and then hands a card to Evangeline. "Insert that card into that turnstile and you can go up. Mr. Ballard’s office is on the 30th floor.” "Are you sure?” "Go, little girl!” In a wave of courage, Evangeline smiles wide at the recepti
"Obviously I thought it was a mistake. It was the first thing I thought and told the doctor. When he told me that his mother’s name was Juliane, I started having a tachycardia. I felt like the whole floor was opening and swallowing me. As soon as I recovered, I asked to see Juliane. And it was her. Juliane had suffered a car accident and before going out, gave my phone to the doctors, saying that I was the father of the daughter she was pregnant. I wasn’t able to find any of her relatives and at her wake she only had the people she worked with. After a doctor’s orientation, a DNA test was done and found out what I already imagined. That baby, you, was really my daughter. After a few days and many exams, you were allowed to be taken home. And I took it. In the face and in the courage. For some unknown reason, Leah was sober that day. She looked down at me and joked, asking where I had taken that child. When I told her and she saw that I wasn’t kidding, Leah wanted to kill me. Litera
"Mason! Hi.” "So what?” Mason looks sideways at the table facing Evangeline. It took her a while to notice that he was offering to sit with her. "No, I’m not expecting anyone. Sit down.” After occupying the empty chair, Mason calls a waiter and makes a simple request. "Wine?" he asks Evangeline. "No, I don’t drink. Thank you.” "Excuse the rudeness, but is everything okay? Your skin is as white as snow and your face are red.” "Ah... I..." Evie runs her hand over her face and looks at her cell phone on the table. The screen saver photo, it was her playing the violin in the competition she won. "I forgot to bring my violin here and PMS brought my sadness.” "Violin? Do you play?” "Yes.” "Professionally?” "Oh, no." she laughs. "I have a scholarship, which I am sure I will lose as soon as I return to school.” "Fate is amazing, don’t you think?” Mason puts a shoulder on the table and faces Evangeline, leaning his face over his hand. "What do you mean?” "
"Castello?" Samuel frowns when he sees Alec there. He even lets go of Evangeline’s arm. "Ballard!? But what...” "Oh that’s cool. " Evie murmurs, smoothing the arm that was grabbed. "You know each other.” "Alec needed my help once.” "It is..." the mobster steps forward and reaches out to Samuel for a warm handshake. "He took me out of jail.” Evie stares at Alec. "Have you ever been arrested?” "I had drunk all that night and participated in a riot with unknown people. I deprecated a historic building and obviously was arrested. Samuel Ballard was the best lawyer in London.” "I remain.” Evangeline rolls her eyes, by her father’s pride. Alec notices, but continues his story. "He got me out of there the same day. And when I took over the family business, I hired him to take care of things around here. What he delivers with excellence!” "Too bad that’s not so in personal life." she grumbles to the ground, but loud enough for the two to listen. "And you?" Alec looks
In a matter of seconds the clothes were on the floor and naked bodies, full of desires, loved each other in the hotel bed. Lying down, Evangeline had her whole body kissed by Alec’s wet lips. Although this is not his first experience, the sensations caused by Alec were. Every kiss, bite or lick left by him, caused an instant tingle and a groan escaped. Upon realizing that Alec was preparing for oral sex, Evangeline pulled him up and kissed him with exhaling desire. Evie crossed her legs on Alec’s back and moved, scraping her intimacy on his pulsing cock. Understanding the hurry and need that his beloved had, Alec penetrated her at once. Evangeline closed her eyes and absorbed that forgotten feeling. Smiling sideways, she moans as Alec moves against her. His pace is calm, slow. Alec wanted to enjoy every minute of that moment so dreamed of. Evangeline, wanted speed, savagery. She wanted to use that intimate moment to take away all the hatred that still consumed her. "Alec, a l
When Evangeline wakes up, after a long night full of spasms and orgasms, Alec is sitting on the end of the bed, on the phone. "I’m in London. Yeah... we can do the meeting here. I have a great place for that.” Evie crawls across the bed and approaches Alec. After kissing his cheek, to inform her that she is awake, she gets up and goes to the bathroom. Soaping her body, Evangeline began to notice some purple marks on her body. She gasped as she remembered the reasons she took those bruises and smiled lightly. Evie liked that Evangeline that came up last night. That Evangeline who’s been asleep since those dumb kids used her as a toy toy. Noticing that Alec would not join her in the bath, Evangeline quickly finishes it and wraps herself in the towel. Before leaving the bathroom, she pays attention to what Alec was saying on the phone. “It’s all very recent, but I can say with all the letters, if it’s not her, she’ll never have another.” Unable to contain her smile, Evie le
As he approached the place where Evangeline was sitting, she did not get up to greet him. Evie kept looking at the bottom of the newly empty glass and sucking nothing into the straw. Samuel sat before her and sighed in relief. After having her cornered last night, he imagined that the last thing Evangeline would like would be to see him again. "I was surprised by his call." he says, taking off his jacket and leaving it on his lap. "I thought you’d come home and we wouldn’t talk anymore.” "That’s what I wanted to do.” "I’m glad you didn’t.” "Do you really think I was abused?” "Hi?” "You understood the question." Evangeline leaves the empty glass and looks at it. "Do you think Leah let those strange men move me?” "No, I don’t. Leah had all the problems in the world, but she never let anyone mess with you. From the kids on the playground to anyone else. And that’s why I felt safe leaving you with her.” "If she’s not my birth mother, why did she leave me with her? Why d
Alec arrived a few minutes after Evangeline and already found her lying under heavy covers. He approaches and sits next to her. Evie had the small photo of Juliane in her hands and wondered what her life would have been like next to her. "You’re her face." Alec comments. It was impossible to let that pass. "Do you think I would have had a different life?" Evangeline looks at him and upon realizing Alec’s confused expression, she sits down and rephrases her phrase. "Do you think if I’d been raised by her, I’d be different than I am today?” "No. You were created by a person disaster and you’re an amazing woman.” Evangeline again looks at the photo and enters a world of her own. Seeing her grieve once again, Alec decides he won’t let that happen. "I brought this to you." he says, pulling a paper bag that was next to his foot. "When you said you were in a bit of pain, I thought it would be good to spoil you.” Alec flipped the paper bag over the bed, pouring various types of