After wasting so much of her remaining energy, Eva became extremely tired. She took notice of the couch placed on the opposite side of the black, and lifeless room.Eva weakly dragged her legs, she walked slowly to it and the second she sat down, she felt her entire body grow completely weak and she slowly felt her consciousness slip out of her body.“Resting for a few moments wouldn't hurt." Eva tiredly muttered to herself.Soon, she found herself lying on the couch comfortably and curling into a ball. In a matter of minutes, she was completely asleep. ********Damien woke up in the middle of the night as he normally does. He sat up on the bed and ran a tired hand through his black silky hair before realizing his situation. He frowned instantly when he gathered the fact that he was in his bed, barely covered by the blanket. He was still wearing the dark blue three-piece suit from this morning, except for the fact that it was a bit disheveled from being used as pajamas. The frown on
She was obviously dreaming or to be more specific, she was having a nightmare. In her nightmare, she was busy reliving the memory of Mark's disappearing back. She was on the floor in her dress, reaching out to him and begging him not to leave. However, she watched him toss her and choose another woman over her. Walking away with an arm wrapped securely around the innocent looking Christine as his new fiancee, Mark never looked back at her for once. The last thing she remembered seeing was the fading view of his silhouettes, despite the fact she tried to put on a brave face that day. She kept watching as the world she had poured her blood, sweat and tears to build for herself came down crumbling and the future she prepared for slipped away in just a matter of minutes. “D-don’t go!" She sobbed in her dream, however she was aware that her voice came out in reality. Damien frowned, despite his heart skipping a beat upon hearing how her voice sounded so sweet and pleading. It instantly
Frowning to herself, she threw off the cover and stood up. She breathed out a sigh of relief when she saw that she was still wearing the same clothes and that her undergarments were still intact. At least he was a gentle man and didn't attempt to change her clothes when she was unconscious and obvious to her surroundings. Putting on the slippers by the door, she pulled the door open. The delightful smell got stronger the moment she stepped out of the room, making her stomach grumble at the idea of food. She followed the scent of the food, and on her way to the dining area, she couldn't help but be amazed at the interior decoration of Damien's house. It was enormous and the contemporary design was a perfect blend of wealth and minimalism, similar to what she saw from his room. Seeing the promising success and how prosperous the layout was, she could proudly assume that the house was designed with the help of a qualified, advanced level home designer. She could see the view of the vast
She had done everything she could to make Damien happy in hopes that she would be able to climb her way into his bed. Unfortunately, she was never able to make it that far except for the fact that she could only get the chance to touch the material on his bed because she wasn't even part of the trusted list of servants that can enter his bedroom. As a matter of fact, Damien didn't seem bothered by her antics nor did he even spare her glance. She wasn't sure if he was aware that she was always trying to seduce him!He never cared for any woman except for his female cousin - Nathalia and his aunt, but this time around, he brought a female guest home! And she even got the chance to spend the entire night in his bedroom on her first visit! To add the final blow he had spent a special amount of time in the kitchen watching and supervising how the maids were preparing to cook all kinds of breakfasts for her- something he rarely did. It hadn't been long he left the kitchen to receive a call
Sarah controlled it and smirked to herself.She might be able to successfully get rid of Eva, if she was able to make herself seem like the victim. Damien was rumored and earned him a reputation of making sure anyone who schemed against him or his people were severely punished. Since she had been working exceptionally for him for the past three and half years, she could also be considered as one of ‘his people ‘. Besides, no one likes a bad-tempered woman……..She planned to treat Eva as roughly as possible in order to push all of her red buttons which would eventually force her to slap her. Thinking about how hard Eva might slap her, she slightly hesitated. Although Eva appeared to have a frail stature, she had heard countless rumors and speculation of rich women from wealthy families to beat up their maids mercilessly. What if Eva was able to leave dark bruises on her beautiful cheeks? Just then, she shook her head and brushed the thought aside and smiled. The darker her bruise, the
When Eva stepped closer to the table, she saw a wide variety of delicious food that smelled so good that her stomach made a loud noise again. She felt her cheeks heat up again and tried to avoid any eye contact with Damien. Damien pursed his lips together in order to suppress the smiles that threatened to break out. She secretly snuck a glance at him and instantly wished she didn't. His eyes lit up more than usual and the way he pursed his lips together made him incredibly charismatic. ‘Stop drooling.’ Eva scolded herself, immediately averting her eyes away from him.“Don't just stand there. Come and sit." Damien uttered while looking at her. He thought she was so unpredictable at times. One minute she would give him the cold shoulders and ignore him like he wasn't there, the other next minute, she would surprise him with an expression that tickled his heart.The blush on her face had yet to subside as she sat down on the chair he had pulled out for her.Damien couldn't help but wo
Eva couldn't wipe the smile off her face, despite the fact that she rolled her eyes at his words. He walked over and sat down at the head of the table since he had pulled the chair next to him for Eva earlier to seat, so she was practically seated next to him. A few moments later, the two were done eating their meal and Damien was ready to take her back home. However, he had to get ready first, so Eva patiently waited for him in the living room. Sitting on the plush couch with one of her legs crossed over the other, she playfully browsed through her phone when she suddenly remembered that she had left her purse in Damien's room.She got up from the couch and decided to look for his room to get her purse back. After walking around for a while, she realized that she was lost in this house. Huffing and puffing in annoyance, she tried to retrace her steps back to the living room but only to find that she was getting more and more lost. Eva stopped and looked around and noticed that the
She was only being kind to Sarah for a few reasons. Firstly, she didn't want to stoop to Sarah's level and engage in a petty conversation and she wanted to maintain a peaceful harmonious environment in the mansion untill she leave. Secondly, despite vet anger towards Sarah's scheme which were transparent to her, she choosed to remain calm and composed and she was aware that responding with kindness could diffuse the tension and prevent further conflict before Damien arrive. Lastly, Eva wanted to show that she was the bigger person and rise above Sarah's attempt to provoke her.“What?! Did you think your money could fix this? You just destroyed my family heirloom that was passed down to me from my dead grandmother.” Sarah's voice deliberately cracked at the end of her words when she talked about her late grandmother.It was so much easier for her to cry and fake this pain using her deceased grandmother's jewelry for this plan. Eva on the other hand pressed her lips together, creased
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
"So, Belle," Eva began, pulling a chair close to the bed and sitting down. "Why don’t you tell me a little about yourself? What brought you here to this hospital room?" Her eyes scanned the room, taking in the overflowing flowers and gifts surrounding the small child."I caught a fever a few days ago," Belle replied glumly, her voice quiet. Though it was just a fever, she’d been stuck in this hospital for a week. She felt fine now, but her parents insisted she remain."I'm all better now. Nothing hurts anymore. I just want to go home, but they won’t let me." Belle’s lips turned down in a bitter frown as she recalled how her parents refused her calls and ignored her requests to leave. Deep down, she knew they preferred her absence."Why not?" Eva asked softly, though she already sensed the answer."Because they hate me."Eva’s heart clenched at the words, so full of pain and resignation. She studied the young girl, who stared back with guarded eyes that looked far older than her years.
Once the door shut, the girl turned her head slightly. "You can come out now."Eva pushed the gifts aside and slid out from under the bed. She straightened up, her gaze meeting the child’s lifeless, cold eyes. They lacked the innocent sparkle of youth."Why were those men chasing you? Who are you?" the girl asked, studying Eva intently. Despite her disheveled hair and rumpled gown, there was no mistaking the elegant air that surrounded her.Eva smiled faintly, deciding to test the girl’s intuition when she noticed how she was studying her. ‘Let’s see if you're smart. "Who do you think I am?"The child’s eyes narrowed. "You’re not a simple patient.""Oh? What makes you say that?""This is the VVIP floor, accessible only with a private keycard. Your gown is made of high-quality cotton, reserved for VVIP patients.""Well, I could’ve stolen the keycard and clothes," Eva countered.The girl’s gaze didn’t waver. "Despite your messy appearance, you carry yourself with grace. Your posture, ev
Eva jumped in alarm, spinning around to find a young girl sitting on a hospital bed. The room was filled with vases of flowers, their cloying fragrance filling the air. The child, no older than fourteen or fifteen years old, looked at her with wide, innocent eyes, her long hair framing her delicate face.Eva blinked in surprise, her anger momentarily forgotten as she stared at the young child. Somehow she felt something about this girl resembling a boy she used to know. “Hello.”“What's your name, child?" She asked, just as the footsteps outside became louder.The girl smiled faintly. “You’re running from people.” she said nugging at the door.Eva's brows furrowed. “Yes, I am.”. “Quick! Look for her before Boss gets upstairs!”The sound of the bodyguards’ voices rang in the hallway, getting closer. Panic flooded Eva's chest. She scanned the room frantically, looking for a way out, but the space was small, and the windows were sealed shut.She turned back to the girl, her pulse racing
Eva who was moments away from hitting him with the IV pole again when his pitiful plea caught her attention. “You can tell your boss to rot in hell—” she started, but the man cut her off.“Please, Lady Boss!” he cried, desperation in his voice. “I have a wife, kids, and a family to feed—”Eva's brow twitched at his words. Of course, he definitely wouldn't be a monk like his boss, however, she had a feeling he was saying this to make her feel guilty. “And you have a dog too, I bet?” she quipped sarcastically.His eyes widened in shock. “Y-yes! Exactly! His name is Chase!”She grit her teeth in annoyance, snatching the phone from his shaking hands. “What do you want?” she demanded, her patience wearing thin. She could guess that he was trying to stall time until he got here but she wasn't planning to let him meet her here.The bodyguards flinched in fear. They truly applauded her for her boldness, but they also feared for the poor woman's head! It would really fly if she continued talk
Turning back to the bodyguards, she picked up the IV pole and tested its weight in her hands. It was lighter than she expected, perfect for swift strikes. She had a lot of experience fighting with wooden sticks in her days in the military.Her gaze landed back to the men, a dark scowl on her face.“I’m sure everyone of you all heard the conversation,” she said coolly, her voice steady. “If you value your limbs, step aside.”The men stood their ground, but the unease in their expressions was clear.When reinforcements arrived to block the entrance entirely, Eva's lips curled into a dark smile. They’ve made a mistake.Gripping the pole tightly, her eyes blazing with determination as she scanned the men creating a barrier at the entrance.“Fine, you've all made your choices. Let's see who’s leaving with bruises.”Eva's grip on the metal IV pole tightened as she positioned herself to strike. Her eyes locked on the bodyguards standing in her way, each one ready to brace for her next move
She sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of her nose in exasperation. If they were working for Damien, they wouldn’t stand insults against him. She smirked, deciding to bait them.“Fine. Is it your unbelievably stubborn, hideously jealous, and completely insufferable boss, Damien Cross?”One of the guards instinctively stiffened, muttering, “Our boss is not—” and immediately cut himself off, his face paling. He can't believe he just fell for that trick.“Aha!” Eva said triumphantly. “We have our catch. So it is Damien.”Smirking, she stalked back to her bed, grabbing her phone. She dialed Damien’s number, and unsurprisingly, he answered on the first ring.“Evs, you should be resting—”“Young man, tell your men to step aside,” she interrupted, her tone sharp.Damien frowned when he heard her. Asking him to order his men to step aside meant that she had gotten out of bed!His voice hardened. “What are you doing out of bed? Get back to bed right-”“You’re not the Boss of me. I’m not goi