From beside his legs, Nathalia let out a small noise. Her eyebrows creased together to form a frown on her face.Damien's gaze darkened instantly. “Keep that voice down. She is still sleeping.” His hissed at her, knowing that Nathalia would retort back in a loud voice. Unfortunately his harsh tone didn't match his action. He was still adoringly running his hand on Eva's back, hoping to comfort her back to sleep.Nathalia kept opening her mouth and closing like a fish. She couldn't believe his behavior. He is being such a pampering boyfriend! ‘What the hell?’“Listen here-" "Raise that voice again, I will not hesitate to have your manager cancel all your work and send you to your parents. They seem to have a lot of lecturing to give you.” Damien's lips pursed into a thin line.Nathalia felt her entire body tremble and itch in annoyance. However, she had no choice but to comply and whisper in a lower voice.“If you bully me, I'll complain to my Eva. Probably it would give her more rea
Eva's heart skipped a beat as she took a step back, her surprise quickly turning to apprehension as she realized the intensity of his anger. It burned like a flame, one that she didn’t shy away from. At the moment, he looked as if he wanted to interrogate her there and then about how and why she owned a gun. But who was he to care whether she had one or not? She knew he owned the S&W pistol as well. She was the first to break their staring competition and when she did, she noticed something weird. He was sitting on her bed, his suit jacket and tie gone while his crinkled shirt was half open, revealing part of his muscular chest. His legs were still tucked into the same blanket she had previously been wrapped in."What are you doing in my bed?" She frowned, coincidentally glancing down at herself to make sure that her clothes were still intact. She was scared that the same thing might happen again because she recalled what had happened nine months ago. She was worried that he might
*********“Where are the souvenirs that you said you got for me?" Eva asked as she stared at Nathalia who was sitting on the couch in that living room. “Oh, that. Yeah, I did say that. Unfortunately! When I had rushed back to the country, I was worried about my best friend not picking up her phone call for the one week with a bag of souvenirs and gifts to give her. However, when I got to your apartment, I couldn't find you and in panic I dropped the suitcase where I had brought the whole gift.” Nathalia remarked, staring accusingly at Eva.“You sure have a lot to say and I can tell that you're really pissed?" Eva asked, flashing a smile at Nathalia. This is the only way she tries to persuade her before she continues to complain.“How did you come to know that I was here?” She added, still confused how Nathalia knew was in this place."Humph! Took you long enough to ask. Anyways, I had to call Lucien, thinking that you were at the mansion but he told me that you would be here since yo
“Hey hey, you have to share! Don’t be stingy and hog all of the food. I brought you a lot of boxes, the least you can do is share a piece with me!" Nathalia huffed when Eva held the box away from her."Oh please, why should I share with you? After all they are my gifts." Eva asked, hugging it to her body like it was a precious baby.“Geez! Just because I bought it for you doesn't mean I will not get to eat. One piece wouldn't be too much!" Nathalia yelled back at her, trying to reach for the box.“No, we all know one piece will become two, and then the entire box will be gone! You’re a supermodel, think of your figure!" Eva continue to tease her when Nathalia attempted to pounce at her for the delectable pastry. “To hell with my figure. If I add some pound I won't die except for a few scolding." Nathalia retorted. Upon seeing the pout from her Nathalia she laughed and placed the box in front of her.She shook her head when Nathalia proved her right by taking two more pieces out of th
After Eva bid Nathalia goodbye, she let out a huge sigh knowing it was time to face the elephant in the room. She could practically feel Damien’s curious stare creating a hole in her soul. He had been studying her so intently from the moment she woke up that she wondered if he could read her mind at this point.Closing the door, she was reluctant to turn around and face the intimidating man sitting on her couch. Even now as she stood facing her door, she knew he was still looking at her.Damien was the first to speak up. "Don’t try to delay this conversation." His voice wasn’t the one she had gotten accustomed to. It wasn’t overly warm or welcoming, instead, it sounded remote and indifferent. It was ice cold as if he was doing a business transaction or dealing with his subordinates.For some reason, she disliked the way he spoke to her. But why did this voice sound so familiar? Why did she feel like she’s experiencing a sense of déjà vu and that once upon a time, he used to speak to he
Instead of getting offended at the simple insult, Damien smirked and decided to play rough with her. She gasped when he suddenly reached out to pull the hand she had been using with her attempt to get his phone. He did it with enough force and fluidity that she easily toppled over. The other leg gave in, and her other knee fell onto the couch that she ended up straddling him.Eva suddenly felt breathless as she looked down at him. The expression in his eyes resemble the fiery depths of hell, passionately sinful and filled with forbidden desire. His lips tugged upwards into a mischievous smirk with how intently he was looking at her.She felt a burning sensation of desire beginning to bloom deep within her. Her cheeks were slightly flushed with how deep his stare was. He looked at her, a heated expression on his face as he reached up to cup one side of her cheek.Damien momentarily lost his focus. He was so enchanted by her, he couldn’t think properly for a few seconds.Her long hair fe
Abruptly, she tried to yank back but was surprised by his strength. H-how was this possible? She used to train for a very long period of time to build stamina and muscle for fighting. She blinked at her loss of strength. Was it because she had stopped going to the gym for a while? Perhaps so, for she hasn’t trained in a while due to her dislike towards the gym.She knew from Damien’s muscular build that he regularly works out, even now she can feel his muscular body against hers. Even so, she thought he should not easily be able to hold her in place.She had placed all of her weight into that tug, but he didn’t budge from his position. As a matter of fact, he was unfazed to the harsh force acting against him.His expression didn’t change and he looked as if he didn’t feel the sharp tug. She frowned at this and tried again to pull back. Once again, her attempts were futile."Stop struggling." He told her, brushing back a few strands of her fringe. His grip was incredibly strong and surp
Shane had always been able to not leave any stone unturned whenever he performed an investigation on someone. While he had been able to unearth relatively unknown facts about her such as the years she spent working as Mark substitute or the ways she had subdued other socialites to rule over them, there were still gaps in the report that they couldn’t fill in.The first five months after her disappearance, there was nothing about it. Not a single detail or evidence was left behind. It was like she disappeared from the face of Earth, never to be found."You already know the answer to that." She looked out the window and stared at the afternoon sky filled with fluffy clouds.He stared at her defensive position as she avoided his gaze by facing the window. Ever since he found her drunk and vulnerable last night, he saw her in a much better light. Instead of the confident and daring woman he was used to seeing, he saw something much more — a woman who hid her pain behind a dazzling smile an