(Eve’s POV)My tears welled, not because I was in pain but because the overflowing embarrassment I felt was about to drown me. Good heavens, I couldn’t breathe, knowing Callahan was behind me.During lunch, Bethany told me she had to stay because of tomorrow's trick-or-treat program. Although her team had already bought candies and chocolates, the thought of my children being there excited her, so she wanted special treats for the kids.My first day was great so far, and my only mistake was giving him the wrong coffee. That was if it was counted as my mistake. Hugging the employee handbook, I walked toward the door to leave Callahan’s office after turning off his computer, but without him around, bad luck seemed to follow me around.I was a few steps away from the door when the butterfly brooch I used as a button to lock the lapel collar of my wrapped-around dress flew out somewhere in the room. I gasped, feeling the relief and worry at the same time. Yes, relief! My chest was finally
(Eve’s POV)It was past eleven in the evening, but my best friends were still awake. Marga had just finished the video call with her husband, and Bethany was having coffee on the patio adjoining the bedroom while finishing her report for tomorrow.I wished I could change today; my heart and mind were at war about it because when I got home, my children and Marga had so many exciting stories about their day. Although only Isabella and the twins liked their new school, the fun the boys had in helping Wyatt decorate his front yard for Halloween’s trick-or-treat was something unforgettable for them.Theo was happy, his eyes sparkling, as he shared his day and told me Wyatt let him paint the front door of his house. Marga said it would probably scare kids who didn’t like cute puppies and kittens. When she showed me the picture, she was right. My youngest son drew them well, and Wyatt might need to buy more candies this year as the painting might attract more kids instead of scaring them.“
(Eve’s POV)Callahan and Bob were seated in front of the studio, intently watching the underwear models' photoshoot. The CEO’s presence in the shoot was not necessary, but Bob said our boss would want to see the design and quality of Sweet Temptation products before releasing them to the market. I took a deep breath, stopping and reaching for my left leg. I bent quickly, massaging my tired muscles, and stood straight as if I had just dropped something on the floor and picked it up immediately. Even if I wanted to change what happened today, I doubted I could do it.“Tired already?” Bethany asked, her eyes on the models as she sipped from the straw of her iced latte. Then she handed me the cup carrier with four cold drinks in it.“Tired isn’t even the right word,” I sighed, wishing to take one cup from the carrier holder. One cold drink might take the pain away.When I woke up this morning, the throbbing in my head seemed enough to explode my brain. I was glad the painkiller worked,
(Eve’s POV)“What the hell are you doing?” Callahan asked, his eyes wide after I undid the topmost button of my blouse.Sweet Temptation’s products were beyond my budget. I could hardly provide for my children’s needs, and indulging in expensive undergarments was not an option. As a single parent, I had to make a responsible choice. Like I learned from my parents, children first before them. But after Bethany told me how vital it was for Callahan for the employees to wear the company’s products, I used the pair of underwear she brought last night along with the blazer I borrowed from her. Yesterday was too embarrassing. Not only did I wear a cheap bra, but it was also an old one.“Just because I wasn’t wearing it yesterday -” I gasped; my eyes were round as full moon as I met his upset gaze.I did not know what got me, but I undid the three buttons to show him my full-coverage Sweet Temptation bra.“Yes, Eve. I was not happy to see you’re wearing a different brand,” he breathed, shaki
(Eve’s POV)“Good job, Eve!” Bethany smiled, wagging her eyebrows as I opened the studio door for her. “Bob’s been telling me you’re doing most things alone.”I half-smiled, reaching for my left leg and quickly massaging it. I wished I could brag about my tasks without Bob teaching or correcting me. The disaster I had done pushed me to open the door and spend the rest of the evening reading and studying about hacking. I had no intention of entering Moira’s room, but the only thing I could think of as I went home last night was to change what had happened.“Just weird, though,” she snorted, handing me the cup carrier with four cold drinks. “I’m having this weird Déjà vu.”“Déjà vu?” My brows knitted as I wondered what she meant.She nodded, her eyes on the models as she sipped from the straw of her iced latte.“It’s like…” Her eyes narrowed as she tilted her head slightly to the side. “This seems to have happened before.”I shrugged. “Maybe because this always happens,” I pointed out,
(Eve’s POV)“Rosie, where are you?” I murmured worriedly, shifting my gaze to the clocks on the wall and then to my computer screen.The phone kept ringing, but my daughter was not answering. She was supposed to fetch Isabella and Theo after her class at one, but their teacher called and informed me they were still in school. As usual, Jessy would not answer my call. My entire body was flooded with worry. It was already past four in the afternoon, and her little siblings were still in school. I could imagine the stress Mrs. Garcia was experiencing because she could not stop Theo from crying.I sighed, turning off my computer and taking my bag to leave. I hoped Bob would not mind me going home early. I could continue reading the emails at home and send them to Callahan later.It had been two weeks since I last saw Callahan. Bob mostly did my job as Cal’s secretary for the first week, giving me time to study the files. He pointed out the importance of knowing everything about the compan
(Eve's POV) “I didn’t see him, Eve,” Rudy sighed, glancing at me sadly before returning his eyes to the road. Poor Rudy told me what happened on their way to the company. He didn’t leave any single detail and showed me the video he got from the dashcam. Even if he didn’t tell me, I could imagine his heart pounding, afraid to lose his job for being an incompetent driver. He didn’t mention that part, but the sad looks on his face said he was worried about not driving Callahan tomorrow. “Rudy, you didn’t hit the guy. You said he fell while crossing. There must be other reasons why it happened,” I said, trying to comfort him. The dashcam proved he was telling the truth, but he seemed to be looking for an ally. Well, he had one. Bob was on his side. Maybe even Cal. He would have probably fired Rudy for being an incompetent driver immediately if it was his fault. “I love working as his driver,” he murmured, curving a melancholy smile as he stopped the car at the hospital’s driveway.
(Eve's POV)I thought it would take me forever to get home. The heavy traffic worsened my feelings, and as soon as the bus stopped, I could hardly move my legs. The driver had to help me get out of the vehicle and asked me many times to confirm if I didn’t really want to be taken to the hospital. I could not tell him I just came there.It was fifteen minutes to eight. Maybe it was okay and still early to get home at this hour for anyone in their prime. I was still in my prime, but as a mother of five kids, I felt guilty about being late. I should have been in the kitchen, preparing dinner for my family, not my eldest daughter.I let out a sigh and craned my neck to look up at the dark sky. The absence of the moon made the surroundings feel eerie and scary. I glanced over my shoulder to check out Wyatt's house, but no lights were on. It was no surprise since the porch lights of Moira's mansion were busted, and I had to rely on my neighbor's lights, which were also off. Wyatt must have
(Eve’s POV)“Where did all that energy come from, Eve?” Marga laughed warmly, her eyes sparkling with curiosity as she glanced at her. “Argh! I need to sit. Order for me, Beth.” She took a deep breath, savoring the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee that wafted through the air as they stepped into Tony’s Café.Although Bethany looked as drained as Marga, she chose not to say anything. She went straight to the counter without asking for our orders.My pregnant friend pulled a chair and moaned. “Ahh! This is heaven.”“Sitting down? Heaven?” I chuckled, sitting across from her. “We have one store to visit. You still need to check the -”“Ugh!” She shook her head. “Oh, please. No, thank you. I’d dreamt of this, and even in a dream, it’s tiring. Right now, what I need is a massage. So…” Her eyes sparkled as she changed the subject. “Was it a date?”“A date?” I shook my head and racked my brain quickly to give her a believable reason. “A date shouldn’t be with a visitor.”She nodded, agree
(Eve’s POV)I blinked rapidly, my gaze fixed on Wyatt at the dining table, laughing hard at Harry’s joke. I managed to force a laugh at something he said that wasn’t even funny. I managed to finish the main course, but I could hardly swallow the cupcake dessert.It must be my instinct, but something was off about him. After taking another sip of the wine he gave me, I rested my clenched fists in my lap, controlling the tension through my body. I plastered a smile, showing him I was okay because Harry kept glancing at me every time my lips touched the glass.A sudden wave of heat washed over me. Was it the lingering effects of last night's fever? I returned the wine glass to the table, picked up the water, and drank it slowly, my eyes darting to my phone, a silent plea for escape. I glanced at Wyatt, and even without words, we both knew we were in the same uncomfortable boat.I tilted my head, suddenly seeing Wyatt so attractive. My eyes began roaming from his gorgeous face down to his
(Eve’s POV)My children gasped when Cotton escaped Theo’s hold but giggled when they saw it approach me, walking between my legs and curling its tails as it meowed. When the kitten raised its head and met my eyes as if to say we had met again, I yelped and squeezed my eyes shut. This must be another dream.Isabella came to the rescue, picking up her pet. “Don’t be scared, Mommy. Cotton’s just greeting you,” she said, her eyes wide.A nervous chuckle escaped my mouth, and then I stared at Callahan, looking tired as if he had not slept a bit. He walked toward me after calling my kids to sit and eat breakfast.“What…” What are you doing here? I cleared my throat and changed my mind about asking him. Instead, I lifted my hand and pressed my palm on his forehead. “Are you okay?”Callahan grasped my hand and nodded. “I should be the one asking you that, Eve.”With wide eyes, I leaned forward and whispered, unconsciously saying, “You’re not supposed to come today.”He scoffed, releasing my ha
(Eve’s POV)I have an hour.“Cal…” I whispered his name, slipping my tongue between his lips.Callahan parted his lips for me and kissed me passionately, waking every part of my body. Slowly, he trailed my shoulders down to my wrists.A low growl escaped my throat, pushing my body against him. I must be sick… or maybe an addiction to him because whenever Callahan and I started touching each other, I couldn’t push him away or stop myself. I became a slave, letting him do whatever he wanted to do with me.The dampness between my legs and the heat crawling through my skin proved I wanted him now. I withdrew my hand from him, reaching the zipper of his pants and grasping his pulsing tool. My heart raced, feeling his already hard member. I moaned deliciously, feeling the tingling down my core. I was on fire!“Eve…” Callahan moaned, grabbing my hand and stopping me from pulling the zipper down.“How about we make that dream come true, Cal,” I whispered, taunting him.Callahan chuckled softl
(Eve’s POV)“What?” I hissed, irked that he had to remember that hot night. I didn’t even know how we ended up in my bedroom. All I remembered was offering him a coffee after tucking the kids to bed, but instead of heading to the front door, we were both like crazy couples, kissing and touching as we headed to my bedroom.I jerked, withdrawing my arm. This time, Callahan released me. “We had sex? That’s absurd. A nightmare!” I gritted my teeth,Callahan let out a sigh and said, “For you.”It should have been like rocketing fireworks in the sky, but it was an exploding firecracker for me, making me angrier at him.Tears welled in my eyes. “What am to you, Cal? Your daily dose of medicine? You think I solve your sex problem?”Because if I was, I guessed I had a problem in that department, too. As much as I wanted to stay away from Callahan, every time he touched me, my body responded. Positively! All the way! My body shivered in anger, but I couldn’t shout or scream. All this conversa
(Eve’s POV)Call me a cheater, but the very reason for repeating the day was to ensure I made the right decision and correct whatever mistake I made. This was not for me but for my kids. I would not leave them alone in this world with the wrong parent. Judge me, but no dying mother would want that.“Don’t go home yet,” Marga begged when I told them I was going home.I glanced at my phone screen and shook my head briefly. This is exactly what happened the first time. “Nope. You know that I have to cook for my children. Mommy duties,” I muttered firmly.Half lie. Half truth.I had to be home before Callahan could walk into the living room, give the cat to my children, and stop Isabella from loving my boss to the moon and back. Although Cotton was a cute Balinese kitten, and like my children, I also fell in love with the tiny feline, I still had to consider Cooper’s health.After a few minutes of convincing Bethany and Marga, they finally let me go. Before driving home, I set the alarm
(Eve’s POV)The cinema was almost empty, the early hour casting a strange, eerie vibe. I couldn’t tell if the tiny hairs on my skin were standing because the zombie was approaching the closet where the child was hidden or because of the cold. Had I known Bernard wanted to watch a movie, I would have brought a sweater. And then there was the fact that I couldn't scream, not without drawing unwanted attention from the staff. It was all so awkward.I grabbed a handful of popcorn and shoved it into my mouth, my eyes on the large screen. I was so glad the movie was about to end.My eyes widened, and my heart hammered my chest, not because the zombie was a foot away from the closet but because of a warm hand on my knee. I chewed slowly, pretending I didn’t notice it, but when he leaned his head closer to mine, I couldn’t help but swallow the food in my mouth.I coughed briefly and was glad I chewed the popcorn well. It would be embarrassing if I choked on the popped kernels.Bernard breathe
(Eve’s POV)Perhaps dating a younger man like Bernard was a bad idea, I thought to myself.‘Stop, self!’ I told myself, sounding like a decade older than Bernard when I was only two years older than him. I sighed when I glanced at my phone screen, realizing my date was thirty minutes late.I crossed my legs, picked up the cup, which was almost empty, and looked outside the window of Shay’s restaurant.On my date with Bernard, I didn’t leave home early. I didn’t suspect the first time as I was too nervous and focused on my date with Ben, but when I saw my children earlier, I had to check the kitchen, which was messier than I imagined. The sink was overflowing with dishes, and the floor was scattered with crumbs. Still, I arrived on time at Shay’s and was still lucky to get the same spot as my date with Ben.“Finally!” I breathed, a mix of relief and annoyance washing over me as Bernard finally entered the restaurant. Despite the wait, I managed to keep my patience intact. I had to meet
(Eve’s POV)“Faster!” I moaned, my voice hushing beautifully across the room while my fingernails dug into Callahan’s skin.“My pleasure,” Callahan smiled, thrusting into my core deeper, faster.The bliss of too much pleasure made my toes curl, and I screamed, crying his name. Then… I gasped, my brows furrowing when he suddenly stopped and looked closer at me, shaking my shoulders.“Mommy! Mommy!” cried Isabella.“Huh?” I groaned when I heard my daughter’s cry. I opened my eyes and blinked confusedly at the same ceiling I was staring at while Callahan buried his heavy and massive manhood inside me. My body jerked at the small hands, shaking my shoulders and pulling my arms.“Mommy!” Theo screamed, grasping my right arm hard with his hands.My heart hammered my chest as I met three pairs of eyes, round and scared, looking at me.“Mommy, are you okay?” Cooper asked worriedly.“Huh?” I swallowed hard, blinking again and quickly processing what happened last night. I closed my eyes, brea