(Cal's POV)Rudy stayed under the tree, near where he parked the car, finishing the coffee Eve had given him earlier. He usually had breakfast at home, but I was already waiting for him when he reached the driveway. He greeted me warmly and smiled gently as he opened the car door for me.This was what I liked about him. Even when I told him we would go to Eve’s place first, he simply nodded and kept the questions to himself, that was, if he had any. Like Bob, Eve seemed to have won Rudy’s heart, too. Who didn’t like Eve? If Millicent were here, she would probably raise her hand, and I understood well her reasons. She wasn’t like Bob, the forgiving type. What Marcus did to her and her husband was something she would never let go and forget.Millicent…I let out a frustrated sigh, remembering what happened last night. Millicent showed up last night. It seldom happened, but she was drunk from the party and came to see me only to vent her anger with Eve.Not wanting to wake Diana up, I br
(Cal's POV)“What’s wrong with Eve?” Bob asked worriedly when he entered my office.“Hmm?” I raised my head, looking at him, pretending not to know anything. “Why? What happened?”My cousin rolled his eyes and sneered. “What happened? Hmph! I knew it. You’re the culprit.”I took a deep breath, shifting my attention back to the document on my desk and scanning the words for the third time. Eve’s silence distracted me the whole morning.“I don’t know what you’re saying. Why? Is she crying?” I asked in a dull, lifeless tone, yet deep inside me, I worried I offended her much.“No, she’s not, but -”“Is she talking to herself?” I interrupted but did not look at Bob.“No, she’s -”“Did she say something to you?” I said, raising my head again and lifting a brow as I waited for his answer.“No,” Bob sat on the couch and crossed his arms over his chest, scowling at me.“Then, nothing is wrong with her,” I said, writing a note to revise the figures and tossing it on the outgoing tray.“Then wha
(Eve's POV)“This is crazy!” Callahan groaned, placing the sandwich back on the table.“You’re not eating that?” I gasped, sitting beside him. My eyes were still wide, pinned on the food that would go to waste.“You’re not eating my sandwich!” He hissed, narrowing his eyes at me, grabbing the sandwich again, and angrily taking a bite of the bread.“Just asking, Cal,” I said, raising my hands. “Make sure you eat them. You have the habit of eating only half of your food,” I muttered as if I were talking to Cooper or Theo.He chewed the food but watched me carefully arranging my notebook, tablet, and recorder on the round wooden table. Then I reached for the sandwich in my bag.“Aw,” I mumbled, pouting at the sorry state of my lunch. My other things in the bag must have pressed the sandwich down into the bag, causing the peanut butter to ooze out and the bread to flatten. I was sure it was a perfectly shaped sandwich when Marga placed it in my bag, but now it looked saggy and unappetizin
(Eve's POV)“Send me the meeting minutes now,” Millicent said, giving me her I-do-not-care-how-you-do-it-look.She stood up and walked towards Callahan, kissing his cheek.“Next time, don’t leave without telling me,” she murmured sweetly, smoothing the lapel of Callahan’s suit jacket.“You’re still sleeping, Milli,” Callahan said in his lifeless tone. “I hate waking you up,” he added before easing back and turning to Bob.Whatever he said to Bob no longer mattered to me. It was like insects were buzzing inside my ears, blocking all the sounds in my surroundings. Before Millicent left the room, she gave me one last look, perhaps trying to check if I would fall if she glared at me again.I didn’t care. At this moment, I was sure my heart had stopped beating while my mind weaved over scenarios of what happened between Callahan and Millicent. I swallowed hard, imagining him getting out of bed, kissing Millicent, naked in his bed.Sighing, I stood up and thought of calling Fabian to clear
(Eve's POV)“Don’t ask,” Callahan said, turning off the engine at the basement parking area.“You won’t hear me asking.” I raised my hands, unbuckled my seatbelt, and exited the car.I curled my lips, sneering as I closed the door. After his dagger looks and silent treatment, who would dare ask him a question? I would ask about Ruby Alvarez later, or maybe not. But I had to do his schedule for tomorrow and make necessary adjustments if Ruby decided to follow up on something.Again, that is if she wants to do it in the office.If they agreed to meet somewhere else, there was nothing to follow up on. I let out a resigned sigh and shook my head.“What now?” My adorable boss asked impatiently.I shrugged, following him inside the elevator. “I didn’t say anything.”“You’re sneering and sighing. That’s a lot for a woman,” he muttered, pressing the 5th-floor button.I grinned. “Oh, you read women.”“Eve,” he snarled, squinting his eyes.I sucked in my lips and pinned my eyes on the elevator
(Eve's POV)The magnificent but old and scary mansion told me we were home, but Callahan stopped and parked the car in front of Wyatt’s house as the barbeque party was happening there. Initially, it should have been in the backyard, but my two boys insisted on having the party there because of the artificial pond he recently added to his place.Wyatt’s promise of allowing Cooper and Theo to fish made my sons gaga over the idea. Callahan slammed the door, startling me.My body jerked, and I turned my head immediately to Callahan, following him walking into my side of the car. He opened the door for me but did not step back, keeping me in my seat.“What is your problem?” He asked, gritting his teeth in anger and annoyance.“Huh?” I shrugged, pretending not to know what he was talking about.Since we left Dr. Preston’s place, I let silence join us in the car. I had my reasons, and one was not wanting to cross the line. I was angry, irritated, unhappy, and… jealous. The last one was like
(Eve's POV)Not showing up at Wyatt’s birthday celebration was not part of the option. My kids and two best friends were there, and Ben, my supposed date for dinner, was there, too. Callahan would suspect I was avoiding him, and whoever was Wyatt’s guest would not believe I felt under the weather. Pain and embarrassment.I weighed them, and the latter was heavier. It was my fault Callahan was furious. I acted like a jealous wife or girlfriend. I acted nuts. Just because we slept together twice, I owned him already? He didn’t even know it.Sighing, I put on the earbuds, paired them with my smartphone, and turned up the volume, deafening my ears with Heartbeat Song. Kelly Clarkson had been with me since my first day here in Moira’s mansion… I meant her songs, not her.The electrical service panel box first. I stopped at it, switching it on and off and on again, hoping it would do the trick of fixing the lights. It didn’t. Rosie mentioned the flickering lights when we cleaned this area
(Eve's POV)“Eve!” Jessy called again.We could hear the clicking as she turned on and off the switch. We both stiffened, and I bet we both stopped breathing. Of all my children coming here, it was Jessy going down and catching me from this insanity.“Eve?” She began to descend the stairs.“Oh, my God!” I whimpered, biting my bottom lip hard.My eyes rolled back, and I was sure it was not because I was worried or panicking about being caught but because Callahan dug in deeper to reach my cell phone and eased back, pulling out his manhood. I arched my hips back like a wanton-lust crazy woman, not wanting this craziness to end.“Rosie?” Callahan cleared his throat and beamed the small light to the staircase, stopping Jessy from taking another step.Thank God for this pull-out storage; we were hidden except for Callahan’s head, peering at my daughter.“Mr. Barclay,” Jessy muttered, not correcting him. “Where’s E…” she cleared her throat. “Mom?”“Basement,” he answered briefly, his other