However, she almost choked when she noticed his hard stare on her. ‘Um…..did I say something wrong?’ “I'm not a gay. And it was my first time that night and what happened was because I was drugged before you entered my room. The following day when you ran away, I asked Shane to find you because I wanted to make you pay…..” "It's okay, don't say more. I understand now. We both lost our virginity to each other, so there is no need to make each other pay anymore.” Eva didn't let Damien finish his words before cutting him off. ‘Nathy was right, he was trying to make me pay after all.’ she thought to herself, remembering how Nathalia was always shaking when it comes to Damien. "That aside, why do I have to seduce you?” Eva asked. "Because I have no Interest in women, and even though you are quite interesting sometimes, it's still not enough.” Damien calmly replied again. ‘The fuck! Is he mocking me or what? How can you not be interested in a beautiful goddess like me?! Is something
*******The next day********Eva was busy tending to the flowers in the garden. By the time she woke up this morning, Old Lee had informed her that Damien had left for the company early this morning. Since she didn't have anything to do, she decided to complete her task which was transforming the grass looking garden into a beautiful garden. However, she wasn't working alone, some of the maids had volunteered to help and assist her along with the gardeners.She was standing as she surveyed the entire almost transformed garden. Just as she was busy taking the view, her phone rang in her pocket. Eva removed her dirty gloves and pulled out her cell phone from her pocket and saw that the caller was none other than Nathalia.“Hey, what's up?" Eva said immediately she answered the phone call. “Wow! Your voice sounds so refreshing and calm. Is this how a woman's voice becomes after getting married?" Nathalia teased when she heard her best friend's voice."Seriously? Are you starting this con
Sitting behind the desk in the small study room she had found a few days ago. Eva contemplated on what to do first with the information that Nathalia had just told her. “There is one person I need to call now." She mumbled to herself and grabbed her phone and dialed a certain number. She patiently waited for the call to connect and it did at the third ring. “Why are you calling me all of a sudden, my sweetheart?" Harry's voice spoke through the phone immediately it connected. The sound of cursing and heavy keyboard pressing were heard in the background. Eva chuckled. "Did I disturbed you? I just called to check up on you?” Hearing Harry's voice, she asked with a small smile on her face. "You of all people should know that any phone call is always considered disturbing to me." Harry chided. He was heavily focused on being the victor of a new game that one of his buddies had invented, and right now, he was at the hardest level with the rumored, unbeatable boss. “And I would rather
After a few moments of silence, he spoke. "No money can pay me to sell you off. Not after what you’ve done for me." His voice was somber and soft, nothing like the loud and outgoing person he was.Eva had a soft expression on her face, as she thought about the hard times that Harry experienced.There was a period of time where Harry's wrists were filled with cuts, his eyes dull, the hope long gone from his heart, and his entire body was filled with horrific marks, due to the hard training they had to undergo as the future heirs of Black family, even Eva was no exception just that it was a bit lesser for her. But now, it was hard to recognize the man he had become."Aw geez, you’re going to make me cry if you don’t speak up." Harry suddenly sighed, his voice getting a bit emotional. This was why he disliked talking about the past.Hearing him made Eva let out a small laugh. "Seeing you cry would be worth billions." She joked, a tiny smile on her face.Harry quickly sat up straighter, h
Olivia gulped unconsciously when she heard Eva's cold voice. She didn't mean to lie like that to Eva but she couldn't come up with any good excuse. Currently, Olivia was the head manager of all the managers who are working for Christine. However, before she started working for Christine, Olivia used to be one of Eva's assistants when she was still a model. Even when Eva quit from the spotlight, Olivia still stuck with Eva. However, Eva suddenly called her and asked if she was willing to become Christine's manager. At first Olivia wanted to refuse the offer because she never really liked Christine in the first place, but she couldn't turn down her mentor who she respected a lot so she agreed. A year later, after she became Christine's manager. Christine suddenly changed her agency to BTG INDUSTRY. Olivia took the opportunity and wanted to quit being her manager because she never wanted to leave the company Eva was working for. But, seeing how useful Olivia would be for her, Chr
Olivia was surprised at first, the way she was strategic was now different from the way she used to before. However, she was quick to understand that Eva had changed and why. Eva had endured people's humiliation for the past ten months and even disappeared in the face of the public, it was only normal if she returned back now and was thirsty for blood. While everyone was insulting Eva, they forgot about how shameless the couple were! Not only did they cheat, but they also used her countless times for their benefits- she was technically a puppet for them. And when they were done with her, she was dumped in the worst way ever."Don’t worry Miss Eva, I will help you do all these things. However, the fashion show had been shifted to this weekend. So I hope you're prepared for it?” Olivia informed Eva. Because of what happened to Everette, HB Industry had shifted the date of the show backwards so that they could get over with it since there were still other shows they had to do as well.“
“This is also my room." Damien curtly and calmly replied.“Right, I forgot." She nodded her head, for a second she had forgotten that they were married and now share a room. Eva secretly glanced at the paper in Damien’s but said nothing before looking away from him and continued drying her hair. However, she noticed that he was walking towards her but she didn't flinch or look back.“I brought this for you.” Damien said as he placed the paper on the bed next to Eva.Hearing him, she finally turned and looked at the document beside her. Instead of picking it up first, she raised her head up and stared at Damien who was now standing in front of her.“What is this?" She asked.“Why don't you take a look at it first." Damien calmly replied while folding his hand in front of chest, gesturing to Eva to take a look at the document.Rolling her eyes at him, Eva picked up the document and looked at it.“That is the copy of the contract that I have carefully drafted at the company. Take a look
Damien smirked at her, before raising his hand and wrapping it around her waist, pulling her closer to him. The sudden action made Eva gasp when she was tugged closer to him. “Hey, what are you doing? I'm -” " You asked me to stay still, so I'm doing what you said. Continue drying my hair.” Damien didn't let her finish what she was saying as he continued to hug her while resting his on her stomach. Eva wanted to say something but swallowed her words and just let him be while she continued to dry his hair. She was the one who brought this upon herself. “Damien, is it okay with you if I make a few changes to the themes and decorations of the house?" She suddenly asked, glancing at Damien who was still hugging her. “Why are you asking me that question? You're free to do whatever you like at the mansion. Don't forget you're the lady of the house.” Damien lazily replied, finding her stomach soft and comfy. Eva smiled when she heard him. He was giving her access to do whatever she l
“I... I’m starting to think Eva might be trying to sabotage me. You know, with the awards coming up, and her growing popularity... I just have this feeling she’s trying to push me out of the competition,” Christine said, her voice trembling slightly as if she was on the verge of breaking down. She knew Mark would respond to weakness, to vulnerability, just as he always had.Mark’s voice was low, filled with annoyance. “What do you mean, sabotage you? She’s already got the public on her side. What else does she want?”“I don’t know, Mark. But I can’t shake the feeling that she’s behind some of the things happening to me lately,” Christine continued, carefully planting the seed of doubt. “She’s been getting more endorsements, more media attention... She’s always one step ahead, and I feel like she’s using me to boost her own career. Maybe she’s trying to push me out of the spotlight, making sure I don’t have a chance to win.”Mark was silent for a moment, processing the information. Chr
Eva didn’t respond immediately. She could feel the seriousness in Everett’s words, and for a brief moment, the playful rivalry between them was pushed aside.Everett’s eyes softened slightly as she looked at Eva, a rare glimpse of concern flickering in her gaze. “What are you going to do about her? She’s the one who caused my accident but had that person lie he was a fan, right? Also with the recent things happening, I can tell she’s been pulling strings, trying to break you down.”Eva's expression hardened, her grip tightening on her wine glass. “I’m not sure yet. But Christine’s time is running out.” She gave a slight, bitter laugh. “I won’t let her destroy me.”Everett studied Eva for a moment, her face unreadable. “Be careful, Eva,” she said quietly, her tone more serious than Eva had ever heard. “Christine’s dangerous. And she’s got a way of making everyone believe her sweet little act.”Eva took a deep breath, looking away briefly as she processed Everett’s words. The concern wa
The day of the event arrived, and Christine was glowing with victory. Dressed in an elegant gown, she enjoyed the attention as she mingled with industry elites, knowing she was now the headlining speaker.With Eva out of the picture, this was her moment.Then the doors opened.Gasps rippled through the crowd as Eva walked in, effortlessly poised, wearing a breathtaking designer dress. The cameras instantly shifted toward her, flashing in rapid succession.Christine’s smile faltered. “What is she doing here?”Before she could react, the event host stepped onto the stage, microphone in hand.“Ladies and gentlemen, we have a special surprise. While there were some scheduling changes, we’re honored to have Eva here tonight.”Christine stiffened. “What? That’s impossible!”Eva merely smiled, making her way toward the front.Kai had pulled the right strings behind the scenes. Even if she wasn’t an official speaker anymore, she was still one of the biggest names in the room—and the audience
Christine was livid. Every attempt to ruin Eva had backfired, and now, the industry was beginning to suspect foul play.Her carefully crafted innocent image was slipping, and she refused to let that happen.Gripping her phone tightly, she dialed Tanya, her voice sharp the moment the call connected."Tanya, listen carefully. I don’t care what it takes—pull every string, bribe whoever you need to, but make sure Eva does not attend the upcoming fashion event. I want her out, completely.”Tanya hesitated. “Christine, are you sure about this? Maybe you should—”“Don’t question me!” Christine snapped, her frustration boiling over. “Do you think I have the luxury of waiting? Eva is already taking the spotlight. If this continues, I won’t even be considered for the Top Ten Models Award!”Tanya sighed. “Fine. I’ll see what I can do. But Christine, be careful. You’re playing a dangerous game. If this backfires, it could cost you everything.”Christine scoffed. “Please. Eva won’t be able to prov
Christine sat alone in the dimly lit hotel, her fingers lightly tapping against the side of her untouched wine glass. The usually confident and composed woman looked lost in thought, her expression unreadable as she stared at the city skyline beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows.Everything she had planned against Eva had backfired spectacularly. Instead of destroying Eva’s reputation, she had only fueled the public’s admiration for her. The industry was turning against Christine, and the narrative was slipping out of her control.A soft click of heels echoed through the room, breaking Christine from her thoughts.“Christine?”She turned her head slightly, finding Tanya standing near the entrance, a curious look on her face.Tanya was one of the few people Christine trusted—or rather, tolerated—because she was useful. Smart, cunning, and always willing to play dirty, Tanya had been by Christine’s side long enough to know exactly how far she was willing to go to get what she wanted.“Wh
A few days after Mark successfully cleared his name from the Harper Luxuries scandal, Christine sat alone in her dressing room, her perfectly manicured fingers tapping impatiently against the vanity table.She had tried everything—sabotage, whispers in the right ears, carefully placed rumors—yet Eva always came out unscathed. Every plan Christine devised had crumbled before her eyes, and it was beginning to drive her insane.If indirect tactics didn’t work, she had to change her approach. This time, she wouldn’t hide behind shadows. She wouldn’t need to.Instead, she would manipulate the situation so well that Eva would ruin herself.All she needed was the perfect stage.---An exclusive fashion gala was set to take place, attended by top designers, influencers, and media elites. Both Eva and Christine had been invited as brand ambassadors for their respective labels.Christine smirked to herself. This was it. The perfect opportunity.She had carefully arranged for the media’s attenti
The dim candlelight cast a golden glow over the elegantly set dining table. A soft melody played in the background, filling the room with warmth. Christine had spent hours preparing this—his favorite dishes, the finest wine. Tonight had to be perfect.She glanced at the clock anxiously. Mark would be home soon. And she had to fix this.The front door finally opened, and Mark stepped inside. His face was tired, his eyes dark with frustration. He didn’t even glance at the romantic dinner she had prepared. Instead, he sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair.“Christine, what is this?” His voice was cold.Christine swallowed and stepped toward him. “A dinner. For us.”Mark scoffed, shaking his head. “A dinner? Christine, do you have any idea what I’ve been dealing with? My father’s furious. Investors are backing out after the Harper Luxuries. I've lost of funds.” His voice grew sharper, filled with exhaustion. “And do you know what people are whispering? That my own fiancée might
The silence between them was thick with unspoken thoughts, but Damien wasn’t one to leave things unresolved. He turned slightly, his piercing gaze fixed on her.“Why didn’t you ask for my help?” His voice was calm but held an edge of something deeper—something close to frustration.Eva, who had been absentmindedly tracing the rim of her wine glass, glanced at him. A small smirk curled her lips, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes.“Because it was something I could handle,” she said simply. “Like always.”Damien’s expression remained unreadable, but his fingers curled slightly against his knee. “And if you couldn’t?”Eva shrugged. “Then I would have asked. But it wasn’t time for that yet.”That answer didn’t satisfy him. He exhaled slowly, rubbing his temple. “Eva—”“I know what you’re going to say,” she interrupted, meeting his gaze head-on. “You think I should have let you take care of it. But Damien, I don’t always need you to fight my battles. Sometimes, I want to win them on my own
Eva sat on the couch, feeling bored. The scandal had caused too much noise, and going home—where the paparazzi were undoubtedly lurking—was out of the question.With a sigh, Eva reached for her phone and scrolled through her contacts. Her finger hovered over Damien for a moment before she pressed the call button.The phone rang twice before his deep, smooth voice came through. “Eva.”Just her name. Nothing more. But there was something in the way he said it—low, controlled, yet sharp with attention—that made her exhale slowly.“Hey,” she murmured, leaning against the plush headboard.Silence. Then, “What’s wrong?”She almost smiled. He always saw through her.“I can’t go home,” she admitted, rubbing her temple. “The reporters are camped outside. And after today’s interview… they’ll only get worse.”Damien didn’t answer immediately. She could hear the faint rustling of papers, the click of a pen, before he finally spoke. “Where are you?”“Penthouse suite at the Grand Royale,” she repli