Damien ignored the people's nonstop gossip. Instead, his attention was more focused on the alluring woman in his arm.“Why are you not wearing the necklace that I gave you?” He suddenly inquired. Did she really not like it? He thought it would be a perfect pair of diamond earrings and necklace for her own dress. Eva stared at him with a perplexed expression and her mouth slightly agape. What is this? Why did he care about what she wore? Why is he caring about the kind of condition she was in? She touched her bare neck before looking away. "I told you the last time we met at the restaurant that I planned to return all the gifts you had sent to me and that includes the jewelries as well. “ She quickly replied, ready to step into the bathroom but he suddenly grabbed her wrist.“Hey! What are you doing -""Keep the necklace and the other gifts. I have no use for it. “ He said, his eyes dark with displeasure. Did she really not like the necklace? Was that the reason why she wanted to ret
When Christine raised her head up, she immediately took a step back, her lips parted In shock as if not believing that she was alone with Eva in the bathroom. Seeing this, Eva crossed her arm and raised her brow. Was there a monster behind her? Why was she pretending to be surprised to see her? She knew Christine wasn't deaf nor did she have a hearing problem. Damien had announced that he was going to take her to the bathroom, so Christine should have known that she was already in the bathroom.“Sister," Christine timidly called her, her head slightly tucked to portray a demure and wholesome woman.Eva took notice of the tears and her quivering lips. She didn't need to be told what had happened. As expected, Christine wasn't strong enough to handle the insults of the crowds after Damien had harshly pointed out how distasteful her dress was. She had probably gotten torn apart by the people and once again, the female lead couldn't handle the criticism of her peers .Unlike Eva who used
Eva thought she had finally moved on from this man, but it seemed a little part of her still loves him and that tiny part still gets hurt seeing him showing so much affection he never showed her to Christine. She also deserves to be loved just like Christine.“Y-yes, I'm fine. I-I just tripped over a tissue paper on the ground.” Christine quickly replied and let out a small nervous laugh, but the lie was very obvious. “Are you sure?" Mark worriedly asked again. He beckoned one of the female bodyguards forward in case he wanted her to go and check up Christine.“Yes, so don't worry. “ Christine immediately responded.Eva sighed in her head, she was sure that she would eventually sigh her soul out of her body if she didn't stop sighing. Not able to withstand the sickly, sentimental and painful scene anymore, Eva planned to leave. However, her dress was heavy and was beginning to weigh her down which was starting to piss her off. Speaking of the dress now, Eva already had a slight sneak
“Let me give you a piece of advice. The next time you want to pull out a gun in front of someone to threaten them, I'd recommend you to get the lastest Dan Wesson DWK Pistol. It would do more damage than the useless pistol in your hand, one bullet can take down a bear if you aim properly. Once you get your hand on a weapon like that, then you can think of pointing a gun at me.” Eva remarked, her voice laced with mockery at Mark. She chuckled and brushed past him like a crazy woman.Mark blinked his eyes in shock and surprise when he heard all that Eva had said. He was surprised at the fact of when did she get so skilled at wielding a knife and now he couldn't help but wonder when she became knowledgeable in guns as well? Just who the hell was this woman who had walked past him. “Stop, where did you think you're heading?" Mark stretched his hand out with the intention to roughly grab Eva, but he was met with an arrogant expression plastered on her face.How is this possible? How come
His eyes trailed towards Eva who was secured in his arms, the jackets served as a clear warning as to whose protection she was under. He stared at her snow white skin. The more he looked at her, the more he felt the urge to end her on the spot. How dare she strut her way back into his life and tried to ruin the relationship he was trying to build with Damien? This wentch was good at nothing but ruining lives! She was bug he couldn't get rid off!Upon noticing a hard stare on her, Eva raised her head up and saw the hateful glares from Mark. She creased her brows and fiercely glared back at him.In the midst of the glaring competition between Mark and Eva, a soft, doubtful voice was enough to cut off the tick and dark tension.“M-mark…….?” Christine gently called, her voice barely above a whisper. She stood by the doorway of the bathroom, nervously holding her dress. Her eyes instantly darted between the face off between Mark who was among the list of the country's powerful men and the
His boss may be overly demanding, but he paid his workers really well. “First, he made a ridiculous order for a dress. Now he wants information about someone tomorrow morning.” Shane grumbled putting his robe back on. He gingerly grabbed his laptop and debated on the idea of tossing it out of the window.After a few minutes of internally arguing with himself, Shane let out a sigh and finally turned on his laptop. While he pitied himself all night long, he had no idea that his fiance had long fallen asleep whilst she was waiting for him. Originally she wanted to have some fun with her fiance but he had taken an entire hour to get ready and she was waiting for him patiently she dozed off within the hour he took to prep his body. Regardless, if Damien had sent him the text or not , Shane wouldn't have gotten any steamy action tonight.Back at the banquet, the people were actually stunned at the scene that unfolded before them. They were shocked at the sudden appearance of Damien Cross w
Originally, he had planned to marry Christine to Mark but it was also at the moment Eva arrived back so he decided to arrange for her and Mark together. Matthew was about to lose it when Eva was blacklisted by Mark who had called off the wedding between him and Eva on the wedding day. But later hearing that Mark had chosen Christian, Matthew was the first to abandon his eldest daughter in front of many people, he deemed her as a useless and unfilial daughter who was doomed to bring bad luck into his family like her mother.As a very old-traditional man, Matthew believed women shouldn't work in fields that were previously dominated by men. Daughters were supposed to learn the art and not to trade of business. However he made an exception for Eva because he only saw her as a tool to elevate his family so he kept pushing her into the harsh world while protecting Christine from witnessing such cruelty. While Eva had lost her father's grace, Christine basked in it. She was a graceful flow
Inside, where the banquet was still taking place. People were slowly starting to get over what happened though they still couldn't forget what happened before them.“I never knew that Evangeline knew Nicholas Grason and even Damien Cross. How did she get acquainted with them? Their relationship must have been something to have the two hot bachelors come to her rescue almost at the same time. “ Julia remarked, she couldn't help but gossip as well about the presence of both Damien and Nicholas coming to help Eva. Even though Eva was her benefactor she was quite surprised by how her benefactor was acquainted with men that are mostly spoken about among women in society.“Cousin, I thought you said that Nathalia was Evangeline's partner at the party? Isn't that why you got turned down even before you made the proposal to be her partner? “ Julia turned to look at Lucien and asked. She remembered him telling her that Eva had Nathalia as her partner when she asked why he wanted her to be his
Before she could respond, he kissed her with a fierce urgency, his lips claiming hers with an intensity that left her breathless. His mouth was rough and demanding, pulling her closer, but there was also an undeniable sweetness in the way he tasted her. Despite the forceful kiss, a warmth spread through her, igniting a growing heat within her body.A sharp gasp escaped her when he nipped at her bottom lip, the sudden sting quickly soothed by his tongue, the tenderness of his touch both punishing and soothing in equal measure. His kiss deepened, and as promised, her mind spiraled into blankness, consumed by the sensation of his lips on hers. His hand slid behind her, giving her a gentle but possessive squeeze that made her heart race.The soft sound of her breath hitched as he continued, kissing her mercilessly until her lips were tender and swollen. Her legs were barely holding her up, but he was there, steadying her, marking her with every kiss, every touch. When he finally pulled aw
“Don’t worry, Big Boss. If you’re scared, you can always hide behind me!” Eva smirked, seizing the rare opportunity to tease Damien. When she saw his face darken, the corners of his mouth pulling down into a displeased frown, her laughter bubbled out uncontrollably. The sound was like a melody that softened his rigid expression, a faint smile threatening to break through.“Oh, and here—” she extended her hand toward him, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “You can hold my hand too. Don’t worry, dear prince, This knight will protect you.”Her challenge was met immediately as Damien grabbed her hand, his firm grip tugging her toward him. He leaned down, his lips brushing her ear as he whispered, his voice low and husky, “Teasing me like this won’t end well for you.”Eva’s stomach flipped at the sensation of his breath on her skin, but she refused to give in. Smirking, she countered, “Not before I teach you who’s in charge today.” She was amused that, even though he was clearly scared, he
Everywhere they went, they drew countless stares. Some people even stopped mid-step, their gazes lingering on the captivating striking pair. Some stole discreet glances, while others openly stared, mesmerized by the strikingly elegant couple. Despite the commanding presence of the tall, suave man walking beside her, she did not appear overshadowed. Her sharp eyes and composed demeanor radiated confidence, her neutral expression betraying nothing as she took in her surroundings. Together, their combined aura was magnetic and overwhelming, an air of authority and sophistication that seemed almost regal. They were, without question, the embodiment of a true power couple.“Oh my gosh, he’s so handsome!” In a hypnotic daze upon seeing someone so blindly charismatic, one woman whispered to her friend. “I wonder if he’s a model or an actor.”“No, he looks like an immortal!” another chimed in, hearts practically radiating from her eyes."Pfft! Ivy, you’ve been watching way too many historica
Eva tried to push him away, but Damien effortlessly pulled her back, pressing her body into his chest, solid as a wall. “I don’t have enough experience for that,” she muttered, her gaze shifting away to hide her embarrassment. She was skilled in many things, but kissing wasn’t one of them.At her admission, a surge of possessiveness coursed through Damien. His voice was firm and resolute as he said, “You don’t need experience. I’ll teach you.” His dark eyes held a depth of devotion that sent shivers down her spine.Eva thought he was joking, but the intensity in his gaze told her otherwise. Reluctantly, she smirked, “Alright, have it your way.”Seeing her compliance, his lips curved into a contented smile that only brightened his mood further.“"I have somewhere to take you," Damien said, his deep voice drawing Eva’s attention.She glanced up at him, her curiosity piqued, but instead of asking questions, she handed him her purse and cell phone without hesitation. "Hold this for me," s
The next morning, when Eva woke up, she let out a sigh as her eyes landed on the empty side of the bed.Last night, Damien had called to inform her that he wouldn’t be able to come home due to some work he needed to handle at the office.Even though she didn’t argue with him, Eva couldn’t help but feel that his absence was because he was still upset about their disagreement the previous afternoon. Regardless, she missed his presence deeply.Little did she know, Damien’s absence was part of a carefully planned surprise.After her morning routine, Eva dressed in a simple white top paired with black jeans, grabbed her bag, and headed downstairs. Her mind was set on going to Elite Entertainment for a meeting.However, when she reached the staircase, her eyes widened in surprise. Standing near the entrance of the living room was a tall and lean figure, exuding casual elegance.“Damien…?” she murmured, his name slipping from her lips before she could even think.He turned, a pastel blue box
"Wait, really?!" Nathalia squealed, her sorrowful tone vanishing in an instant, replaced by over-the-top excitement. Usually, she had to scream, throw tantrums, and threaten to hold her breath until she turned blue to get her brother to relent."On one condition," Damien said, impressed by her earlier accomplishments. If anyone understood Eva best, it was his obnoxious little sister."What is it? Is it about that boy toy? Don’t worry, I kicked him to the curb ages ago! I have already turned into a new leaf, in fact, I now have a boyfriend. He is a CEO and very good, someday I will introduce him to you. Just tell me anything you want me to do.” Nathalia wagged her metaphorical tail, eager to agree to anything."Have you spoken to Eva recently?"The question caught Nathalia off guard. She almost blurted, Of course I did! But thanks to you, I can't speak to my friend for long. But she lacked Eva’s boldness, so she replied, "No. Why?""Never mind. You’re useless too," Damien muttered, rea
Shane sighed, reaching into his briefcase to pull out another ready-to-use phone, already preloaded with all the necessary information from the previous one. "Is something the matter, Boss?" he asked cautiously, his words slow and deliberate, as though treading on thin ice. He handed the new phone to Damien with both hands, his posture tense.Damien inhaled deeply through his nose and exhaled slowly, attempting to calm the storm brewing within him. He understood why she had hung up. She didn’t want to escalate things, especially not after their most recent argument.Damien, who had little knowledge of relationships or how they worked, turned sharply to Shane, a scowl etched onto his perfectly chiseled face. "How's your relationship with your fiancée?"Shane blinked in confusion, his usually composed demeanor faltering. His expression went blank as if he hadn't heard the question correctly. Scratching the back of his head, he stammered, "P……pardon my incompetence, Boss, …could you repe
Eva exhaled deeply, her grip tightening on the steering wheel as Damien's words echoed in her mind. She hadn’t meant for the conversation to spiral into this, but his response had struck a nerve she hadn’t realized was so raw.He doesn’t understand what I’m trying to say. He keeps assuming I don’t see him as my husband. Damn it, of course, he’s everything anyone could want in a husband—perfect, dependable, and... maddeningly oblivious! she cursed inwardly, frustration bubbling beneath her calm exterior.What Eva truly wanted, though she could never bring herself to say it, was for Damien to ask her out the traditional way—a formal, heartfelt gesture that would solidify their relationship in the way she longed for. But she was too proud, too stubborn, to admit it aloud. Instead, she had resorted to subtle hints, hoping he’d pick up on them and take the next step.Yet Damien, with all his intelligence and sharp instincts, was painfully oblivious when it came to matters of the heart. He
After finishing her meal with Kai, Eva was ready to head home but paused, noting how bright the afternoon still was. Her grandfather’s words from their call replayed in her mind: Damien bought you a property.The curiosity nagged at her. Should she ask Damien about it? What if he thought she was being too demanding? After a few minutes of careful deliberation, she decided to call.The phone barely rang once before Damien picked up. His voice was calm but tinged with concern. “Eva, are you okay?”In the executive meeting room, heads turned in astonishment. Their boss, who usually disregarded calls during meetings, had not only answered his phone but done so without hesitation. His phone, typically kept out of reach, now sat prominently on the table—a change that hadn’t gone unnoticed.Eva hesitated briefly. “I’m fine, Damien. It’s nothing serious. I just wanted to ask you something.”“Go on,” he encouraged, his tone soft and attentive.“Well…” she began cautiously, unsure how to phrase