“What-" " Eat first.” Damien cut her off again coldly, his voice was stern and firm leaving no room for argument. Eva grumbled under her breath before heaving a sigh of defeat at the stubborn man standing right in front of her. Damien peered intently and hard at her, patiently waiting for her to object to his words like she normally does, but to his surprise she didn't.Using her spoon, she scooped up a spoonful of soup and began to eat like an obedient little girl. The faster she eats this food under Damien's watching gaze the earlier she can get her phone. Seeing her inhale the food like it was air, Damien's gaze softened. She was finally eating and putting so much needed nutrition in her body. He took off his jacket and placed it on the back of the chair. He sat down and crossed one of his long legs over the other, then leaned back on the chair. His sitting posture was no different to Demon king that he was, with the bright chandelier light basking down on him.Damien planned to
" Speak." George interrupted her from speaking finish, with his lips twitching uncontrollably. ‘This silly brat can't even make an attempt to coax me knowing that I'm angry.’ George thought in his mind. Just now when he had picked her call and heard her address him ‘grandfather' he was taken by surprise because no matter how hard he tried to tell Eva to address him by that, she didn't listen. He thought that the first time might have been a mistake or slip of tongue but when he heard her calling him again the second time his lips arched up into a smile.Originally, he was furious and agitated that she had disappeared for the past three days leaving only trails of crazy and absurd headlines published about her, though her name wasn't mentioned in the headline but how could he not recognize his granddaughter being held by Damien when he saw the pictures on the internet which caused a long lines of wrinkles on his forehead.He was incredibly worried about her, especially when his privat
“Grandpa, was that the only thing that you heard?” Eva asked in a teasing voice. She didn't need to be standing in front of George to know what kind of mood he was in currently, so she decided that teasing him might lighten up the dark atmosphere and his mood. She can't allow him to get angry as it wasn't good for his blood pressure.“Which hospital are you in? Can the hospital be able to provide the proper treatment you need? Should I have my people come and bring you over here so that you can have proper treatment from the family doctor?” George ignored her question, he knew she was trying to make the atmosphere better and it was a good attempt, but not distracting enough.That Mark Johnson never learned! He sure has a lot of guts attacking Eva without hesitation. Who did he think he was?“I don't know the name of the hospital but based on the look of things, I think I've been given the VVIP ward on the top floor…… “ Eva trailed off, unable to complete her words when the door opened
Since when did the dangerous, ruthless and cruel CEO become a babysitter for her? “I am." Damien curtly replied. “I came back to confirm if you have finished the food." He added on with a blank expression on his face.“Well, now that it is confirmed, so……..?” Eva trailed off while raising a questioning brow at Damien. She was really desperate to get rid of Damien immediately out of her ward room. “Besides, I'm quite sleepy , so you need to leave. I can't sleep peacefully if you are still in this room." Eva said with a yawn escaping out of her mouth. She started feeling drowsy after she finished the meal but she couldn't help but on her phone and call her grandfather first before he died out of worry. Damien didn't say anything and just stared at Eva for a few seconds before standing up from his seat. “I will be back after handling some matters." He announced.“No, don't come back and stay wherever you're going now." Eva immediately shook her head in refusal when she heard him. Being
“Don't think about it." Damien's cold voice cut off Eva, walking into the room with his hands tucked into his pocket, like a real thug. But instead of looking cheap, his appearance was more handsome and dangerous. The nurse couldn't help but marvelled at him in awe. He was even better looking in real life than seeing him in television. Wearing a dark grey suit, his eyes were blazing, his dark hair messily swept back as if he had run his hand through it many times, making him look as if he had just stepped out of a magazine.“Excuse me?!" Eva asked with a scowl on her face, though she was a little bit taken aback by seeing Damien in the room. Shouldn't this man be at his company? Why was he suddenly showing up here in her room?Eva clenched her teeth tightly and pulled out the needle in her arm by herself. She grabbed the nearest tissue and pressed on the wound to stop it from bleeding.Damien's angry gaze turned darker and become a blazing fire out for blood. “Are you stupid or dumb?
Her words surprised Damien a little bit but due to the fact that he wasn't the kind of person to show any kind of emotion on his face, it made it hard for Eva to tell that he was taken aback by her words.Damien couldn't agree more with Eva because he had no explanation or reason why he was being nice to her. The thought confused him as well. This woman was the one who had stolen his virginity and even had the guts to pay him off with a million dollars check. He should hate her for that reason alone because she had just blatantly insulted him.“Why would I hate you?” Damien suddenly questions back.For once , Eva was shut out of words and didn't know what to say. She stared at him and tried to study his expression. With his firm eyes and unmarveling posture, she could easily tell that he wasn't lying. “Well, if you don't hate me, then I do.” She quietly muttered, turning her head and began to tidy up her things.Damien stared blankly at her, her words taking him aback again. Did she
Eva ignored his obvious stare, she picked up her phone, placed it into her purse and then walked towards the door.She was quite surprised that Damien was letting her leave the hospital without stopping her. She couldn't help but glance back at him, noticing that he was trailing behind her instead of stopping her. Meanwhile, Damien didn't bother wasting his time forcing her to stay in the hospital. He knew they would just continue to argue back and forth endlessly until one of them had their way.“Why are you walking so fast?" Damien asked, seeing her hasten her pace the moment she looked over her shoulder and saw that he was following her down the hallway.“Obviously, to get away from you." She bluntly replied without looking back.A smile creeped up on Damien's face. This was the first time a woman ever told him that. People would always want to engage him anytime he attended any social gathering and banquet. Everyone was eager to be around him. They were either drawn by his looks,
“There is no need for that." Damien curtly answered.Eva opened her mouth to say something to refute Damien's words but decided against it. She would just let this one go like that because eventually she was not going to win this argument if they continued to prolong this issue. She decided to be indebted to him just this once but also planned to make sure that she repay him back.“Fine, I won't argue with you anymore on that. Please have a safe ride back, Mr. Cross." Eva bowed her head at Damien and was about to remove the jacket Damien had given to her when she was suddenly stopped by Damien.“What are you trying to do?" Damien asked, his voice completely cold and serious with a dark frown on his face as he stared at Eva. Was this woman crazy? Why would she want to remove the jacket out in public?Eva tilted her head when she heard Damien's question and the dark expression on his face. What did she do wrong? “I'm trying to return the jacket you have borrowed me?" She innocently repl
As Damien led her to the couch, Eva suddenly halted, making him turn with a questioning brow.“You know,” she mused, tilting her head with mock seriousness, “before you interrupted me, I was actually offering a very expensive consultation service.”Damien crossed his arms, amusement twinkling in his dark eyes. “Oh?”Eva nodded, tapping her chin as if in deep thought. “Yes, I used to charge companies millions for my insights. So technically… you owe me.”Damien let out a low chuckle, stepping closer. “Let me get this straight,” he said, his voice rich with teasing authority. “You walked into my office, sat in my chair, went through my documents without permission—and now you’re asking me to pay you?”Eva grinned. “That’s business, Mr. Cross. Nothing is free.”Damien smirked. “And what if I refuse to pay?”Eva pretended to think, then shrugged. “Then I guess I’ll take my brilliant mind elsewhere.”Damien’s eyes darkened slightly, but he played along. “That would be a shame. Tell me, Mrs
Minutes passed, and Eva quickly grew bored.She had been in Damien’s office many times, but she still found herself looking around. It was immaculate and organized, but it lacked anything personal. Nothing in this room screamed Damien—except for the towering stacks of documents and reports on his desk.Her eyes narrowed as she walked over, running her fingers lightly over the ridiculous amount of paperwork.“No wonder he barely has time to eat.” She muttered, shaking her head.The sight of his overwhelming workload triggered a familiar ache in her chest. She remembered her past—being buried in work, managing her father’s company alongside Mark. She had spent countless nights drowning in documents, starving herself to meet deadlines, and yet… no one had cared. Neither her father nor Mark had ever asked if she had eaten.Her fingers clenched slightly against the papers.She had left that life behind, yet here Damien was, doing the same thing to himself.Determined to help him, Eva sat i
The sleek black car pulled up in front of Cross Enterprise, and Eva didn’t waste a second stepping out. Instead of the casual home-cooked meal she initially planned, she had opted for something more refined—a gourmet lunch from one of the most renowned restaurants in the city.“Wait here,” Eva told Gwen as she adjusted her coat.Gwen smirked knowingly. “Of course, take your time, lover girl.”Eva rolled her eyes but didn’t argue. She knew exactly what she was doing. There was no need to hide anymore—not after the scandal had already made headlines, exposing her connection to Damien. So, she walked into the building with confidence, her heels clicking against the polished marble floor of the grand lobby.The moment she stepped inside, all eyes were on her.Employees, visitors, and executives alike paused in their conversations, their gazes snapping toward the stunning supermodel who had just entered the headquarters of one of the most powerful companies in the world.It wasn’t just her
--- After the Fitting As Eva stepped off the platform, Gwen handed her a bottle of water. “You handled that beautifully.” Eva took a sip and smirked. “Christine’s getting predictable.” Trix rolled her eyes. “What’s next? Tripping you on the runway?” Eva chuckled. “If she does, I’ll be ready for that too.” Christine might have thought she could sabotage Eva with clumsy tricks, but Eva wasn’t easily shaken. When they got to her room, Eva sighed in relief as she kicked off her heels, rolling her ankles to ease the tension. “What’s my schedule looking like today, Trix?” she asked, rubbing her temples. Trix scrolled through her tablet, barely glancing up. “You have a photoshoot with Victoria this afternoon after you wrap up here.” Eva groaned, sinking into the plush chair. “Can’t we reschedule? At this point, I can’t tell if she’s just dedicated to her work or if she’s obsessed with overworking me to death.” Gwen chuckled, settling onto the couch beside her. “She’s taken a real l
The fashion house hosting the campaign had scheduled a fitting session for all the models. The room buzzed with activity as assistants, designers, and stylists adjusted gowns and accessories. Eva arrived, poised and confident, dressed in a sleek black dress. Gwen and Trix trailed behind her, chatting about the campaign’s recent success. Christine was already there, surrounded by a few stylists, her laughter deliberately exaggerated as she chatted with a designer. Eva ignored her and focused on her fitting. A stylist handed her an elegant white gown, its fabric shimmering under the lights. It was one of the most anticipated pieces of the campaign, and Eva knew this photoshoot would be critical. As she stepped onto the fitting platform, Christine made her move. A designer approached Eva with a clipboard, giving her details about the shoot. Christine, pretending to walk past, "accidentally" tilted a cup of coffee in Eva’s direction. Time seemed to slow. The dark liquid splashed on
Christine arrived at the elegant restaurant exactly on time, her usual sweet smile in place. Despite her outward composure, she couldn’t deny the slight unease settling in her stomach. Victoria had announced Eva as her chosen model two days ago, yet here she was, inviting Christine for lunch. It didn’t make sense. Christine had had done everything in her power to sway Victoria against Eva, planting doubts, twisting the truth, and playing the concerned friend. But it had failed. Eva hadstill won. So why am was. she here? Pushing aside her skepticism, Christine decided to play along. If Victoria wanted to meet, she would act as if nothing was wrong. “Victoria,” she greeted warmly as she reached the table. “It’s so good to see you. I was surprised by your invitation.” Victoria, sitting across from her, barely reacted. Her expression was unreadable, her fingers lightly tapping against her wine glass. Christine took a seat gracefully, keeping her smile in place. “I have to say, you
-- As soon as the meeting ended, Christine marched straight toward Eva, her heels clicking against the marble floor. “Sister,” she greeted with a bright, almost saccharine smile. “What you did back there was so impressive.” Eva remained expressionless, her arms crossed as she stared Christine down. Christine’s smile didn’t falter. “I didn’t realize you had such a creative spark. Tell me, when exactly did you see my idea and decide to… improve upon it? Did you happen to glance at it while I was working?” Her voice was sweet, but the accusation was unmistakable. Before Eva could respond, Trix stepped forward, her sharp gaze locked on Christine. “What exactly are you trying to imply, Christine?” Trix asked coldly. Christine feigned innocence, tilting her head. “Oh, nothing serious. I was just wondering how my idea—one I spent so much time refining—was suddenly overlooked in favor of something… so similar.” She cast Eva a knowing smirk. Eva arched an unimpressed eyebrow. “You mea
The collaborative campaign was one of the biggest projects of the season, featuring elite models, renowned designers, and a top creative team. Eva had spent days preparing for the brainstorming session, refining unique ideas that would make the campaign stand out. However, Christine had no intention of letting Eva shine. This time, she planned to steal the spotlight—by stealing Eva’s ideas. It's been a week after Victoria's incident and just like Tanya had advised her, Christine had piped down. However, it seems her patience is finally going to pay off now that she has seen an opportunity to use. --- The atmosphere in the conference room buzzed with anticipation. Top executives, marketing directors, and creative leads gathered, ready to hear proposals for the campaign’s direction. Eva had spent the past week crafting a concept that was both elegant and modern, something that would redefine high-fashion advertising. She sat at the table, confident but cautious. Christine was
Eva sighed, but she maintained her composure. “That’s not true,” she said firmly. “I have nothing but respect for your designs and what you’ve achieved in this industry.”Victoria raised an eyebrow. “And you expect me to take your word over hers?”Eva met her gaze, unflinching. “Yes. But I also believe actions speak louder than words. Let me prove my sincerity by working with you on something that reflects your vision entirely.”Victoria’s expression softened slightly. “So you’re proposing a collaboration—on my terms?”Eva nodded. “I want to respect your artistry, not overshadow it. Whatever you need, I’m here to deliver.”Victoria hummed thoughtfully, tapping her fingers against the table.Eva arched her brow. “What? You think I’m lying?”“No, I can tell you’re being sincere.” Victoria leaned back, crossing her arms. “I was just wondering how you managed to be such a bitch last night, and now here you are, offering me a deal. It’s like you’re two completely different people. My frien