Eva sighed, thankfully she hadn't placed that phone close to her ears. If not she was sure that she would have lost her ear due to Nathalia's loud voice. “Chill and calm down. I'm currently driving on the highway. And what news are you talking about?” Eva calmly replied feigning ignorance to what Nathalia was talking about. “Don't tell me to calm down. Why do you love to just shock this friend of yours like this? Besides, what do you mean you're driving?" Nathalia questioned, confused by what Eva meant that she was driving."Well, I bought a car, so I'm actually driving my car now.” Eva responded.“What?! When did you buy a car and didn't let me know." Nathalia pouted her face in anger.“I just did about fifteen minutes ago. Besides, why are you calling me?" Eva inquired.“About that…… we have to meet right now. I will send you the address right away." Nathalia replied.“Fine, I understand. I will meet you there in an hour." Eva said with a sigh. She knows that there is no way for h
“About the paparazzi appearance. Appearntly, they received a tip from someone inside the museum. However, I wonder who it could be?" Eva wondered as well, but with so many guests in there, it could be anyone. “Well, I'm not really interested in him anyway." Eva coldly stated out." Not interested in him?!” Nathalia let out a gasp, her eyes growing wide as if she had just heard the most notorious gossip of all time. She leaned over the table and stretched her hand to grab her friend's face looking her dead in the eyes."My dear, you can always tell everything, you know, right?” Nathalia whispered gently like she was trying to persuade a child to tell her the truth.Eva eyed her friend's suspicious behavior. "What are you doing? What the hell did you mean by that?” She inquired."Is there something wrong with your vision? How can you not like Lucas? Don't you see how handsome and wealthy he is? I mean he might be a blind date set up by that two faced bitch but you don't have to overloo
Nathalia let out a tired sigh and raised her hand up to rub her forehead. Maybe she had been a little harsh on Eva. She was just looking out for Eva and totally forgot that her best friend is currently in a tight spot with both her father and stepmother on her neck.“Look, I'm sorry that I yelled at you. I was just watching out for you, you haven't spoken with your uncle for a very long time that I can remember so what if something happened again- anyways, I'm really sorry.” Nathalia genuinely apologizes to Eva. Eva's gaze softened when she heard Nathalia's apology. Even though she understood her worry she wasn't able to control her emotion and also gave her a piece of her mind.“I understand you, Nathy. And I also apologize for speaking to you in that manner, I couldn't control myself." Eva also apologized while staring at Nathalia. There was no way she would be angry at Nathalia for long and same goes for Nathalia as well.“I deserved it, maybe it's the wine that made me react that
Eva parked her car in the parking lot of the apartment complex. She stepped out of the car and headed to the entrance of the building and made her way to the elevator.After Eva entered the security password of her apartment, she opened the door and entered her house. “Finally home." Eva muttered, feeling extremely welcomed by the quietness in her house. She made her way to the couch and dropped her bag and sat down as well. She let out a tired sigh for the nth time as she rested her head backwards and closed her eyes to rest for a little bit. It took Eva some moment to gain her energy before she stood up from the couch and made her way to her bedroom to change out of the dress. “Ah, I miss laying down on my bed!" Eva removed her sneakers and jumped on her bed, turning around and rubbing her hand on the bed.Fifteen minutes later, Eva walked out of her bedroom completely changed out of her clothes and she was currently wearing a sweatpants and big white shirts. Her hair was still ti
“I have a favor." Eva ignored the person's comment, skipped any form of pleasantries and went straight to the point.“You rarely ask me for favors, even though you know my motto already." The male voice continued. “Blood for blood. An eye for an eye, until the world goes blind.” Eva remarked before he could say anything else. “You make it sound like you're a mafia lord." She added, though part of it was true The voice laughed at her remark. “What can I say, in this world we have to have a motto that we go by so that we don't miss our direction. You're still quick witted as I remember. It's such a shame if only you didn't stay in Miami, you would've been able to hold a great position in the family business.” "All of that power and status aren't destined to be mine." Eva mumbled.“Well, unlike your mother you have a genius ability in business, with more proper training you could've easily-” "I wouldn't call it a special ability when I wasn't born with it.” Eva spatted out, cutting h
“You haven't prepared a dress yet! How could you forget about something so important like that?!” Nathalia nervously yelled, she had been too preoccupied with her work to remember about the party. When she remembered, she decided to quickly call Eva and confirm it.“Well, I'm also busy just like you are. Besides, didn't we go shopping last week? You bought so many clothes and dresses for me, I can probably get something to wear out of them.” Eva calmly replied."What?! I can't believe what I'm hearing! You can't wear any of those outdated dresses to the party!” Nathalia yelled.Eva rolled her eyes at Natalia's comment. The dresses she had just casually called outdated actually cost a lot of money to buy and are one of the best designs that a lady would kill to wear. “Why are you getting all worked up? It's just a party that I don't plan to spend much time at.” Eva casually stated. She didn't understand why Nathalia was too worried about what she looked like to the party. She was only
“As expected." Eva gazed at the sky outside her window before opening the bedroom door and walked out to the kitchen. She wasn't in the mood for food so she just prepared a cup of coffee for herself and headed back to the bedroom.Entering the bedroom, she placed the coffee on the bedside table. She opened her wardrobe and grabbed a big scarf and draped it over her body before she grabbed a novel from the small shelf in her room and the coffee then strolled to the small bancoley outside her room window.She had already anticipated that she would not get any sleep not after what happened with her and Nathalia so she rather spent the night away reading and enjoying the beautiful night scene outside her bedroom. ********The next morning, Eva who was lying lazily on her bed woke up from her sleep when she heard her phone ringing beside her.“Gosh! What the hell in the morning!" She groggily mumbled as usual whenever she was awakened by a phone call. Eva removed the blanket off her face
"You know exactly what I'm talking about, Mr. Black. You married my mother off to my father, knowing that my parents have no interest in each other but all because of you only listening to yourself you couldn't see what your daughter wanted." Eva stated, her anger rising up by each moment.“My daughter was getting old and kept refusing all the other men that came for her hand in marriage. Did you expect me to sit down and watch my daughter become an old lady? I had to do what I had to do and that was why I accepted your father to become her husband since he isn't from California. I was only doing this for her happiness.” George explained his reasons. "Well, you never asked my mother if she had someone she liked or not before making a decision for her. She was never happy in that marriage for a day!” Eva yelled over the phone. She remembered those memories when her father always gave her mother cold shoulder whenever she tried to create a conversation between them. “If your parents n
Damien’s patience was wearing thin. He had no time for groveling and lies.Sensing his boss’s growing irritation, Eric opened his mouth to speed up the conversation, but before he could, Oliver burst into the room.“Hey, Mr. Piggy, could you shut up?” Oliver snapped, his bright yellow hoodie and ripped jeans contrasting with the grim atmosphere. He twirled a sleek switchblade in his hand, his boyish face betraying a sinister grin.Rex’s brows furrowed at the newcomer. Was this some kind of joke? Who let this disrespectful kid into the room? Besides, wasn't this one way too young to even be here? He was dressed naively young, like a baby chick with that bright clothes.“Hey, human garbage,” Oliver growled, his playful demeanor shifting in an instant. His eyes turned wild, and his grin morphed into something feral. “Don’t look at me like that.” He hurled his knife with terrifying precision, the blade grazing Rex’s neck and leaving a shallow cut. Blood trickled down, making Rex stumble b
Damien didn't speak, instead, he pulled out a gun, turning it around and examining it, a crude expression on his face.His right-hand man, Eric, stepped forward. Unlike his boss, Eric is also active and very talkative in this kind of moment when it comes to cleaning up filth like this."Take a guess," Eric said coolly, his tone sharp enough to cut glass.Rex’s eyes darted to Damien, who was calmly examining a sleek, custom-made gun. A shiver ran down his spine. He recognized the weapon—a modified Smith & Wesson, known for its devastating effects. The bullets it fired didn’t just kill, they tortured, leaving behind excruciatingly slow, acid-induced agony. It was an acid that burned through everything until the pearly white bone was exposed. That pain alone would have people begging for death over mercy.Mr. Damien, I-I’m not sure of the purpose of your visit. V-velvet vipers hasn’t interfered with the Cross’s business—”“Blood fist.” Damien’s icy voice cut through the tense atmosphere,
Just as Rex reached for his expensive wine again, the door to the room burst open with a thunderous crash, silencing the revelry in an instant. Crimson laser dots swarmed the room, targeting every man, freezing them in place.Rex barely blinked when he saw the commotion. It was not something new to have enemies barge into the place he was having fun. Probably, it would end with another threat conversation before the other party leaves. Calmly, he sipped his drink and set it down. But just as his fingers released the glass, a bullet shattered it, spilling the expensive liquor onto his custom Dior shoes."Bold little bastards," Rex muttered, his patience wearing thin. Reaching into his waistband, he pulled out a pistol.Upon seeing the lethal weapon in his hand, the women beside scattered like frightened mice, their shrieks piercing the tension-filled air. They weren't women who worked for the clan, instead, they were just simple escorts and prostitutes called in to please these big-sho
After switching the light on, her eyes landed on a set of bags near the couch. The scent of familiar dishes wafted through the air, and her heart twisted painfully. He had brought her favorite foods, likely intending to eat with her.He had wanted to eat with her. Her chest prickled with guilt and for a moment, she hesitated.But then she glanced at the shattered vase she had thrown in anger, and the guilt was replaced by frustration. Gathering the bags, she marched to the door and opened it to find Damien’s bodyguards standing stiffly outside.“You must be hungry standing out here all day,” she said, shoving the bags into their hands. “Take these. I’m not in the mood to eat.”The men exchanged bewildered glances.“Lady Boss, are you sure—”“If you don’t want them, throw them away,” she said curtly, shutting the door before they could protest further.“We can't really toss this away, can't we? This is too expensive." One of the bodyguards said, glancing at the bag while the others nod
His scowl deepened, and for a moment, she thought he might explode. But instead, he bit back whatever retort had been on the tip of his tongue. He knew that pushing her further would only backfire.“I understand you hate hospitals,” he said after a long pause, his voice gentler. “But staying here and resting is for your own good. You’re too stubborn to take care of yourself, so I have to do it for you.”Did he view her as a child? Why was he so persistent in keeping her here? She could recuperate somewhere else with a personal doctor — anything was fine, as long as it wasn't this chemical-filled location brimming with painful memories.Eva’s lips pressed into a thin line. “I don’t need your intervention.”His eyes narrowed, his irritation simmering just beneath the surface. “Don’t be stubborn—”“You’re a hypocrite,” she shot back before she could stop herself. Well, to some extent, she was hypocritical."Ehm, ehm……you demand me to not be stubborn, but here you are again, also being st
Eva felt her heart ache at the tone of Damien's voice, so small and fragile, like that of a lost child. Her chest tightened with guilt for having pushed him to this point. Her logical mind chastised her for taking things too far, while her heart yearned to soothe and comfort him.“Will you do it again?” she asked softly, her fingers tracing gentle circles over his rough, calloused hands.Immediately, his hand shifted to clasp hers tightly, intertwining their fingers in a firm yet comforting grip. Her heart skipped a beat at the gesture, a tiny smile tugging at the corners of her lips.“I can’t promise you a definite no,” he admitted, his deep voice muffled as he rested his head on her shoulder. He breathed her in—the intoxicating, calming scent of jasmine filling his senses and clouding his mind. “But I will try my hardest to be lenient.”She paused, unsure how to respond. Sensing her silence, Damien tightened his hold on her fingers, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze.“Are you sti
Eva’s heart pounded as she searched for a way to diffuse his anger. She knew that escalating this tension would only make things worse. Desperate, she decided to play a different card—a gamble.“Tell me, how would you like to handle the consequences? Perhaps I should start with—" He was interrupted when she abruptly stepped forward, wrapping her arms around him in a tight embrace. The suddenness of her action made him freeze in place.“What are you doing?" He blinked. "Damien," she murmured softly, her voice sweet and soothing. She pressed her face against his chest, rubbing her cheek against the silk of his shirt.His body stiffened, his clenched fists trembling at his sides. "This won't work," he said, though his voice had lost its sharp edge."I'm cold," she whispered, her words muffled against his chest."Eva," he warned, but his tone lacked conviction."Won’t you hug me?" She tilted her head up, gazing at him with wide, pleading eyes and a slight pout on her lips. Her heart ski
After bidding Belle goodbye and promising her one last time that she would return tomorrow, Eva walked down the hospital halls with a spring in her step. A soft hum escaped her lips, her arms filled with snacks Belle had insisted she take. The little girl had brightened her day and made her feel less alone in the dreariness of the hospital."You shout it out, but I can't hear a word you sayI'm talking loud, not saying muchI'm criticized, but all your bullets ricochetShoot me down, but I get up," Eva softly sang, her favorite song playing in her mind as she strolled back to her room. She smiled, wondering if her friend Nathalie would enjoy the snacks she was carrying.“I'm bulletproof, nothing to loseFire away, fire awayRicochet, you take your aimFire away, fire awayShe was in such a good mood that she even gently danced along the hallway to her. “You shoot me down, but I won't fallI am titanium………..”“You shoot me down, but I won't fallI am titanium” a low voice suddenly com
She paused, her mind flashing back to the countless fights, the shattered dishes, the cold silences that followed her every rebellion. "But I didn’t let their expectations control me. I chose my path, even when it meant walking away from them entirely." Eva let out a sigh, her gaze still focused outside the window. " I really loved it when I refused them, even though it would earn me being slapped senselessly. I always find pleasure somehow and I took pride in becoming the perfect, graceful black sheep of that damned family.” Belle hung on every word, her eyes wide with admiration and curiosity."But," She continued. “I only did it when I was a grown adult, legal enough to make my own choices. My plan wasn't perfect nor did it work in pleasing my family, but then again, why should I continue to please them when they were never family to me in the first place?" Eva gently moved her gaze back to Belle, leaning forward, "However, as someone who has gone through all that, you should k