And he had to say, his boss was using a cunning way with Eva to get what he wants. He knew about Damien's real intention with this marriage between Eva and Damien and also his purpose as well. Poor thing. For some reason, Eva felt awkward in the elevator with Shane. She sensed that he was thinking about something which was obviously related to her but she can't point it out. “What about Eric?" She suddenly asks, making Shane snap out of his thoughts and turn to look at her. After all, it was Eric she met the last time she visited and he still owes her something and that was for locking her up in Damien's office during her last visit. “Boss sent him on an errand." He replied. Of course, Eva would know Eric because they must have met some time ago when he was away to carry out the task Damien gave him. “I see." She slowly nodded her head, still holding the paper bag in her hand. "What brought Miss Eva here?” It was Shane's turn to ask this time and he took a glance at the bag in h
Shane held back a laugh, choking it down with a cough. He cleared his throat behind a fist, but his lips threatened to break out into a smile. "Get out." Damien jutted his chin towards the door. Chloe scoffed again. "I've made the journey all the way from the mall as your Director. At least look at the reports I've painstakingly crafted for you." Eva quietly stared at Chloe. She was the same woman she had seen at the mall a few weeks ago when both she and Nathalia went out to buy a dress for the Grason patriarch's birthday banquet. She is Chloe Patson according to Nathalia. Being the Director of one of the most successful malls in the country was quite a status to achieve. Her attention shifted to the way the sunlight fell on Chloe's bright blond hair and beautiful ocean blue eyes. Even though she was obviously more beautiful than Chloe, she felt this woman was capable of making a man fall beneath her feet. She wondered if Damien was also attracted to this kind woman. ‘Didn’t
Chloe was shocked again, but forced herself to nod her head. She was blown away by this woman. Just then, she realized the trespasser wasn't thrown out like a wet sock. Being schooled like this in front of the person she had worked so hard to gain his respect, her face continued to glow red. Was this stranger intentionally embarrassing her? Chloe secretly took a glance at Damien again and her heart dropped instantly. Whilst she was being scolded by some stranger, Damien's lips were curled up into a smile she rarely sees. "Well done," Damien said, his hardened voice sounding less rough. He grabbed the file and stretched it towards Shane. “Have them refix this report as well as the others I sent." He told Shane who nodded his head. Chloe felt like someone had just smatched her heart into a thousand pieces with a huge hammer. She shot a glare towards the woman. She never asked for feedback, thus, didn't appreciate this one. She tightened her grip on the report, enough to crumble th
Damien frowned before standing up from his seat and grabbed the bag and walked towards where Eva was sitting. He placed the bag on the coffee table, his tall figure towering Eva who was watching his every move. “Did you come all the way just to bring lunch for me?" He asked, his gaze burying on her before he took his seat on the single sofa next to her. “Yes." Eva nodded her head as she looked at him, hoping to hear some praise from him. “Did you come here by yourself?" He asked again. Eva shook her head before she spoke. “I asked the driver to bring me here?" “It's dangerous to wander around by yourself. Not after the drama you caused and after exposing yourself." He told her. “I know that. Don't tell me you don't appreciate me coming here to bring lunch for you?" Eva asked, crossing her arms in front of her chest as she peered at him. Damien didn't say anything and just stared at her quietly. He was glad that she actually thought about him and brought it for him, but he wasn
Eva stared at him for a few seconds before a thought popped into her mind. Instead of collecting the spoon from him, she leaned forward with her mouth open. She used her hand to grab his hand and pushed the spoon into her open mouth and swallowed the food. “There, are you happy now?" She asked after chewing on the food. Damien just stared at her because he wasn't expecting her to make a move like that. He simply hummed and turned his head away at Eva's question. “Hubby, I have a question to ask you?" She suddenly spoke, making Damien turn to her. "What?” " What is your favorite food?” Eva didn't waste time and asked. "None," A quick response came from Damien without thinking about it. "Oh... how about movies? Do you have one you wanted to watch?" Eva tried again. "I don’t watch movies," "Ohh... ah, sport. What’s your favorite sport?" "Nothing in particular," "Then how about celebrities?" "None," Eva was speechless. Why did it end up with a question and answer? And what’s
Damien had his eyes on her watching her movement till she stood beside him. He slowly turned his chair to face her properly since he wasn't sure what she was up to this time around. Eva bent her body down and leaned closer to Damien's face with a smile on her face before planting a small kiss on his. “Goodbye kiss." She told him and was about to straighten her body up when Damien's strong arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer to him. She was surprised by his actions which made her slip and sat down on his lap. “What are you-" Damien's other hand went to the back of her head and pushed her face closer to him before she could finish her sentence. “Do it properly." He replied. Just as she opened her mouth to say something again he took advantage of it and crashed his lips against hers. ‘This man, what does he think he is doing?’ Eva thought, getting lost with the way Damien was kissing her so passionately. This kiss was getting beyond what a ‘goodbye’ should be like. E
Eva sat down in the car with a smile stuck on her face when she recalled what had happened in the office with Damien. Things were getting really heated back there. ‘Should I haven't stopped him?’ She thought to herself when a mini Eva dressed in all red, a red halo floating above her head and a black trident staff in her hand appeared on her right shoulder. ‘You stupid fool! You had the chance a while ago and just let it slip off your hands. Did you know how hard I have worked to make sure of an opportunity?’ The mini devilish looking Eva scolded with a disappointed look on her face. Before Eva could reply, another mini Eva dressed in a white dress, golden halo floating above her head as well, with a white long staff in her popped out on Eva's left shoulder. ‘Don’t mind her, that is how dark minded creatures like her think. You did a great job.’ Unlike the mini devil who spoke in a harsh tone, the angel spoke in a soothing voice. ‘How dare the likes of you interfere in my business
She had her naturally wavy hair straightened and tied into a low ponytail which made her face appear cuter yet mature. Her entire outfit was completed with a black designer purse and black stilettos heels. Although she was dressed a bit cooperative today, she had purposely worn this because she had a press conference today and wanted to look more different from the way she normally looked in the past. The moment she walked out of the dressing room and saw Damien in the room, a smile appeared on her face. She walked up to him and stood in front of him, still wearing her smile. “Good morning, hubby." She greeted and moved closer to him, before tilted her head a bit and landed a kiss on his lips. Thankfully she was wearing heels, all she had to do was tip toe a bit to reach his face. She pulled away to look at Damien who looked calm but she could see the surprise flashing in his eyes which almost made her want to laugh at him. Well, this was also part of her research she had made, a
Just as Rex reached for his expensive wine again, the door to the room burst open with a thunderous crash, silencing the revelry in an instant. Crimson laser dots swarmed the room, targeting every man, freezing them in place.Rex barely blinked when he saw the commotion. It was not something new to have enemies barge into the place he was having fun. Probably, it would end with another threat conversation before the other party leaves. Calmly, he sipped his drink and set it down. But just as his fingers released the glass, a bullet shattered it, spilling the expensive liquor onto his custom Dior shoes."Bold little bastards," Rex muttered, his patience wearing thin. Reaching into his waistband, he pulled out a pistol.Upon seeing the lethal weapon in his hand, the women beside scattered like frightened mice, their shrieks piercing the tension-filled air. They weren't women who worked for the clan, instead, they were just simple escorts and prostitutes called in to please these big-sho
After switching the light on, her eyes landed on a set of bags near the couch. The scent of familiar dishes wafted through the air, and her heart twisted painfully. He had brought her favorite foods, likely intending to eat with her.He had wanted to eat with her. Her chest prickled with guilt and for a moment, she hesitated.But then she glanced at the shattered vase she had thrown in anger, and the guilt was replaced by frustration. Gathering the bags, she marched to the door and opened it to find Damien’s bodyguards standing stiffly outside.“You must be hungry standing out here all day,” she said, shoving the bags into their hands. “Take these. I’m not in the mood to eat.”The men exchanged bewildered glances.“Lady Boss, are you sure—”“If you don’t want them, throw them away,” she said curtly, shutting the door before they could protest further.“We can't really toss this away, can't we? This is too expensive." One of the bodyguards said, glancing at the bag while the others nod
His scowl deepened, and for a moment, she thought he might explode. But instead, he bit back whatever retort had been on the tip of his tongue. He knew that pushing her further would only backfire.“I understand you hate hospitals,” he said after a long pause, his voice gentler. “But staying here and resting is for your own good. You’re too stubborn to take care of yourself, so I have to do it for you.”Did he view her as a child? Why was he so persistent in keeping her here? She could recuperate somewhere else with a personal doctor — anything was fine, as long as it wasn't this chemical-filled location brimming with painful memories.Eva’s lips pressed into a thin line. “I don’t need your intervention.”His eyes narrowed, his irritation simmering just beneath the surface. “Don’t be stubborn—”“You’re a hypocrite,” she shot back before she could stop herself. Well, to some extent, she was hypocritical."Ehm, ehm……you demand me to not be stubborn, but here you are again, also being st
Eva felt her heart ache at the tone of Damien's voice, so small and fragile, like that of a lost child. Her chest tightened with guilt for having pushed him to this point. Her logical mind chastised her for taking things too far, while her heart yearned to soothe and comfort him.“Will you do it again?” she asked softly, her fingers tracing gentle circles over his rough, calloused hands.Immediately, his hand shifted to clasp hers tightly, intertwining their fingers in a firm yet comforting grip. Her heart skipped a beat at the gesture, a tiny smile tugging at the corners of her lips.“I can’t promise you a definite no,” he admitted, his deep voice muffled as he rested his head on her shoulder. He breathed her in—the intoxicating, calming scent of jasmine filling his senses and clouding his mind. “But I will try my hardest to be lenient.”She paused, unsure how to respond. Sensing her silence, Damien tightened his hold on her fingers, giving her hand a reassuring squeeze.“Are you sti
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