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
“I don't have time to waste and engage in your damsel-in-distress act. And for the record, I would be nice enough to bust your bubbles before someone else does. You aren't putting up an oscar for your terrible performance. You have only two choices, first, either you get your sorry ass up and follow to a private place so that we can talk about a solution. Your second choice, you can keep wailing like a baby while sitting on this floor. I'm fine with either of your decisions you make, however, don't dare slander my name because you just jumped into conclusion about me.” Eva coldly remarked as she stared down at Sarah. She could clearly hear the gasps that came from the servant but she decided to brush it aside. “You're obviously a grown woman with perfectly working legs, right? It looks so pathetic, so stand up and stop crying on the floor.” Eva added on as she glowered over Sarah, her eyes burning on fire. If looks could kill, Sarah would have long been buried because she would have
It was Damien Aunt's idea to hire more servants to work in his house. Damien didn't want to agree to this arrangement since he doesn't like inexperienced people. But with her eldest nephew living outside of the Cross main mansion, she couldn't help but get worried if he was well taken care of. Knowing Damien's nature that he isn't the kind of person to easily persuade, it took her a very long time to persuade him.After a lot of persuading and making promises to Damien that all of the new workers she wanted to hire have undergone intensive training and background checkup, he finally yielded to his aunt's pleas. But he only agreed to let her send those new workers to this mansion and not the mansion where he normally lives because he was the one who had personally done the interview for the workers and servants working there.Sarah made it look like she had come to her senses and was readily accepting Eva's helping hand. When she was out to stand up from the dirty floor, she had purpos
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