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
“Well, you don't have to say it because I can read it on your face." Eva replied with a casual wave. “I can also read your expression as well, beautiful.” He said, making Eva tilt her head to the side. "What does my expression say?” She asked. "You seem to be in a really good mood today. Did something happen?" "Is there a time I have never looked happy? I was happy yesterday, so am I today.” Eva replied. "You're right, you were happy yesterday. But there are different types of happiness and today you are radiating and glowing in a way that I've never seen in a long time.” Even though he didn't grow up with Eva as a child like Nathalia, he can easily tell when she had changed in demeanor. Eva smiled when she heard him. Was she happy? She isn't sure either. All she knew was that she was just in a really good mood and she knew that there was nothing that could make lose this feeling as of now. “Don't tell me something happened between you and your new husband? That's the only thi
Gwen released Eva from her hug and looked at her face. She is a cute looking young woman who is just a year older than Eva. Her ginger shoulder length hair was tied up in a half up and half down style. Unlike Eva who has a slender, yet curvy body figure, Gwen's body figure was almost like Chole and also a head taller than Eva. Despite the fact that she was a year older than Eva, the way Gwen behaved around Eva also made her look like a younger sister but she had her reason for that. Without Eva she wouldn't have been able to do her dream job which is to be a celebrity manager. Gwen came from a second tier family in New York City. She was the only daughter of her family apart from her two older brother's. All of her life, her parents were grooming her to become the perfect wife material so that they can marry her off to another wealthy family to form a connection to elevate her family. However, Gwen's dream was different from what her parents had in mind for her. She didn't want to
After confirming from Kai that Gwen was the surprise he was talking about, the two women sat down together on the couch and started talking, forgetting about Kai, who just quietly did his work. “So you are really back for real?” Gwen asked. " At least for now, I'm doing this to elevate my reputation that has already been ruined. I won't blame my past bad personality on anyone since it was me, I was the problem of myself back then.” Eva replied, making Gwen nod her head at her. “I agree with you. You already dominated once with a bad reputation, you can dominate again with a good reputation this time. I like how you chose to be a phoenix that is from it ash again.” Gwen commented. " Don't worry, you still have one of the top ranking managers in the city as your personal manager.” She added with a grin. “Yes, but we would need assistants since all my assistants have left. But I have also retrieved one of the most priced assistants along the way as well.” Eva replied, she was talking
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
“Did Dustin Banks insist you attend the banquet, or was it your grandfather?” Kai asked, his tone laced with curiosity. It puzzled him why Lawrence couldn’t attend the event himself. Sure, the man was getting older, but didn’t he just make an appearance at a similar event three months ago? What has changed now?Eva blinked at the question, momentarily taken aback. She hadn’t thought about it in depth before, but now that Kai mentioned it, the whole situation did seem odd. Why was her grandpa Smith so adamant about her attending in his stead?“Now that you mention it, I’m not too sure,” Eva admitted, her brows furrowing as she contemplated it. She took a bite of the beef she had prepared, the flavors melting in her mouth, followed by a sip of soup to balance it out.Kai went quiet, his thoughts running wild as he considered different possibilities. His sharp eyes rested on Eva, who was too preoccupied with her food to notice his gaze.Even as she ate, there was an undeniable elegance t
Arriving at Elite EntertainmentThe sleek glass doors of Elite Entertainment gleamed in the morning sunlight as Eva stepped out of her car. The reception area buzzed with activity, but the moment she entered, heads turned. Being one of the agency’s most prominent models, Eva’s presence never went unnoticed.Ignoring the whispers, she made her way to the elevator, her heels clicking against the polished floor. Moments later, she was stepping into Kai’s office, where he sat behind his massive desk, engrossed in a document.“Kai,” Eva greeted, her voice drawing his attention.He looked up, his sharp eyes softening slightly when he saw her. “Eva. What brings you here so early?”Eva placed the container of food on the small glass table with a sly smile. “Bribery.”Kai raised an eyebrow. “Bribery for what?”“For what I’m about to tell you,” she replied, sitting down on one of the couches in his office mini living room.Intrigued, Kai leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms. “This shoul
As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the Miami sky in shades of orange and purple, Eva leaned back on her couch, flipping through a stack of papers. Her phone buzzed on the table beside her, and she glanced at the caller ID. “Grandpa Smith,” she answered with a smile as she picked up the call. “Eva, my dear, how are you feeling?” Lawrence’s warm, deep voice came through. His concern was evident, as always. “You’ve been overworking yourself lately, haven’t you? Tell me, how’s your health?” “I’m fine, Grandpa,” Eva assured him, her voice was light and soothing. “I’ve been careful, and I’m almost fully recovered. There’s no need to worry.” “Good, good,” Lawrence replied, though his tone suggested he wasn’t fully convinced. “I just wanted to check up on you—and remind you about the banquet. I assume you’ve prepared for it?” Eva chuckled softly. “Of course, Grandpa. I wouldn’t dare forget something so important. I’m getting everything ready, and I’ll be there on time.” “Good
"U-uhm, Boss?" Clara noticed he had been spacing out for quite a while.She couldn't deny the appeal of her worldly boss whose face resembled the statues tucked away in museums. His face was the polar opposite of his personality. His clean-cut appearance was amplified by the fact that he was smoking.In the dim room where the cigarette smoke was more prominent, his eyes were slightly squinted, sharp jaw clenched, and ruffled hair giving off a very dangerous type of man — the kind you wanted to convert into good."Clean my office." Mark flicked the ashes off of his cigarette.Because of the scandal, he had been having issues with Christine nonstop the past few days, with this morning being their worst… Today was not a good day for him."I'll contact the Janitor right away—""I don't have the time to wait for the janitor. Do it yourself." He commanded her, his tone not leaving any room for discussion.Disgruntled at his request, but with no option to disobey it, Clara could only grit he
The executive wailed upon hearing the two most dreadful words in the world. He squealed like a pig being slaughtered. "No, wait, Boss, please! Give me another chance! I swear I won't be bribed again—" Too late. He was dragged out of the room, screaming, kicking, and begging for mercy, his grating voice bouncing off the hallways, causing the employees to cringe upon hearing the deafening sound.Shane walked in immediately afterward. "Boss, your next order?""Have all of his work and personal history checked." Damien paused before saying, "Bankrupt him." He disdainfully said."I expect to see the stocks of Johnson Corporation drastically plummet by the crack of dawn.""Right away, Boss." Shane nodded, bowed his head, and excused himself. When he was out of the office and the door was closed, he sighed in disappointment.What a foolish man.Just a few minutes ago, the executive had miraculously talked his way into having a personal meeting with the President, and instead of eventually ut
Once outside, she spotted her assistants seated near the entrance, their faces etched with fatigue. They had clearly missed the commotion inside the store."Please ensure the purchases are delivered to the Cross Estate," she instructed. After a moment, she added, "You’re free to go home afterward. Thank you for today."The assistants blinked in disbelief before scrambling to their feet. "N-no, thank you, ma’am!" They bowed deeply as Eva walked off, determined to find a proper gift.Eva wandered from store to store, dissatisfied with every option until she reached a small boutique tucked into the corner of the mall. The store’s minimalist logo, "NE" caught her attention.“NE?" Eva muttered under her breath.Intrigued, she stepped inside. The boutique, despite its modest location, radiated sophistication. Every piece was crafted with exceptional detail and elegance. Yet, Eva couldn’t help but wonder why such an acclaimed brand was hidden away on the uppermost floor.A sales associate ap
"It's alright, Mr. Billy. A few replaceable employees aren’t worth losing sleep over." Eva’s calm smile sent shivers down Mr. Billy’s spine, leaving him terrified yet eager to please her.Understanding the unspoken warning, he quickly replied, "As the head of the security team, it is my responsibility to handle nuisances like these. Please don’t trouble yourself with such matters, ma’am." The fear of losing his lucrative position was evident in his voice. Though Eva appeared composed, Mr. Billy knew better than to underestimate someone with her reputation.The sales associate, now pale as a sheet, stammered, "M-ma’am, w-would you still like the cufflinks? I-I can wrap them up immediately and include a bonus—"Eva waved her hand dismissively, her gaze fixed on her nails. "No need for bonuses. Just swipe the card." She ignored Christine, who angrily slapped her polished black card onto the counter."I said those cufflinks are mine!" Christine’s voice trembled with rage. Losing to Eva tw