"Shane, get out of my office now.” Instead of replying to Shane's question, Damien pointed to the door. He regretted calling Shane to his office at the moment even though he was right. Shane was the one that gave Damien the advice to call Eva and use the excuse to congratulate her. It was the reason why he had called Shane into his office to give him a pay raise but the idiot kept irritating him so he had no choice but to send him out of the office. Shane swallowed the rest of his words and walked towards the door. Even though Damien is scary, Shane knows that there is nothing he can do to his Boss that would warrant his death. It's just that Damien's dangerous aura can be so unbearable at times. Meanwhile, Eva never expected she would be pleasantly surprised. As soon as she stepped off the plane, she rushed straight to work. As her contract with Bling corporation and HB Industry included a print advertisement, even though it was almost night time, Eva still entered the studio. Jus
“Are you nervous, Eva?" Gwen asked as she turned to look at Eva, remembering how Eva almost froze up in front of the camera at the fashion show. “Why should I? I'm Evangeline Carter, the top five ranking best model in the world and number one in Miami. There is nothing a person like me would be nervous for. Besides, isn't this why you've been torturing my life for the past few days?” Eva calmly and confidently replied. She knew what Gwen was insinuating but chose to act oblivious to it. Gwen narrowed her eyes on Eva. She knew Eva was aware of what she meant but was playing dumb. “That's right, don't let all our hard work for the past few days go to waste then.” She remarked, deciding not to pry into the matter that far. “Trust me, dear Manager.” Eva nodded her head at Gwen. “Evangeline!" The photographer called loudly, making Eva stand up from her seat when she heard the cameraman calling her. “I guess it's finally your turn now." Gwen said as she helped Eva straighten her hair e
The photographer was unaware properly about Eva since she had been from the industry for a long time. He didn't know that Eva was the lady who took the entire modeling Industry and became a queen of all models in a short time. Above all... She gave off the aura and intimidating confidence to say she didn't need any adjustments and could start straight away, even though she practically had to change her pose every three seconds. However, no matter if Eva was lazy, casual, aggressive or cute, as long as the photographer asked her to change her pose, she would immediately jump into action. Her speed was astonishing. Gwen was also standing to the side. Upon seeing how Eva was slowly returning to the Eva from before, she was so touched she almost burst into tears. Not only were her eyes filled with tears, she even pulled out her phone and snapped photos of Eva in various poses. She wanted to send them to Kai, Nathalia and most of all Damien. Because of Eva, she was lucky enough to know
“Don't give me that tone, you spoiled brat! I've done enough to earn some respect from you. And your sister has been facing a lot of criticism on the internet for something she didn't do.” Matthew said. "Really? What does that have to do with me then?” Eva casually asked. “How can you be so cruel? You don't even care one bit about how your sister is doing? Are you the one behind what is happening right now?" Matthew was engraved by how calm and casual Eva sounded. " Mr. Carter, don't you dare accuse me if you have no evidence to support or prove your claim. Besides, I have every right to care less about whatever is happening with Christine. Instead of wasting my time discussing some useless things, it would be best if you contact Christine’s company and have them handle whatever is happening. Don’t bother me anymore for useless matters like this again because I have to rest, which is very important to me.” Eva harshly told him. Without waiting for his reply she angrily hung up t
“Miracle? My goodness, I could have killed you before I knew it was you?” Eva frowned, upon hearing him. The miracle was one thing but the fact that she had just attacked him with the intention of doing serious damage was her main concern right now. “You should have told me that you were coming-” “Then what’s the point of calling it a miracle if you already know about it? Besides, I’m not mad that you nearly stabbed me because it’s for self defense.” Damien said and placed a small kiss on her lips, "I was too tired on the plane, so I thought I'd take a shower..." Eva’s head buzzed. She never expected Damien’s words to be true about the miracle stuff. She immediately wrapped her arms around Damien’s waist. "Wifey... do you want me to remind you that I'm not wearing anything?" After hearing this, Eva subconsciously looked down as her face flushed red when she saw that he was only wrapped in a towel around his lower body leaving his upper body exposed. Eva swallowed her saliva as
Eva looked at Damien when she heard him and slowly nodded her head at him. “I went to the Carter Corporation yesterday to meet my father." She started. She knew it was better to tell Damien about what happened yesterday at the office between her and Matthew. "Did something happen?" Damien calmly asked. “The reason why my father asked me to come and see him is because he wanted to discuss marriage with me. He asked me to marry Lucas Sander." Eva explained to him. Damien creased his brow at the mention of Lucas's name. Of course, he wouldn't forget about the fly that kept buzzing around his woman. Now, they wanted Eva to get married to him again. Damien wrapped his arm around Eva's waist and pulled her closer to his chest. He then whispered dangerously into her ear, "In that case, will you marry him and leave me?" "I admit, I was once blind and stupid to follow every order from my father but... now I am certain of my direction..." Eva mumbled, "I have no plans to marry Lucas S
“Currently the cops have gone to arrest that assistant of yours for investigation since it's now revealed that he was the one behind what happened to Everette." Christine told him, not sure how he wanted to solve this matter. In all honesty, Christine wasn't aware of the fact that her assistant was the one behind the accident that happened to Everette and she never asked her assistant to do it. She might be a two-faced lady that uses her innocent smile to get whatever she wants but she didn't think of doing something like that to Everette. That time when both companies were still in the heated battle to win the contract, she was sure she wouldn't get the contract because Everette is far better than her at anything. However, one day her male assistant who was more close to her than her other assistant saw her looking sad and he assured her that he would definitely help her get the contract. Christine didn't really understand what he meant and thought he was just trying to encourage h
Damien glanced at Gwen briefly, his gaze carrying a sense of approval because, with her around, he would be rest assured no man could get close to Eva. So, without a word, he headed into the bathroom to shower. After seeing him leave, Gwen rested on Eva's arm, feeling drained from that little encounter with Damien as she spoke, "Why didn’t you tell me earlier? You made me embarrass myself in front of such an important person again!" She accused Eva. "I only found out last night when I returned to the room," Eva shrugged innocently. "Also, you didn't let me speak when I tried to explain.” She added. " That is no excuse. All you could have done is make me listen to you. Gosh!” Gwen retorted back. " Like you would even calm down to listen.” Eva muttered as she used her finger to push Gwen away. “Apart from that, let's be serious here. Did you realize how romantic Mr. Cross is to you?” Gwen quickly changed the topic and looked at Eva who raised one brow at her, obviously in disagreem
For the past few days, Christine had kept a low profile, following Tanya’s advice to wait for the right opportunity. Her previous schemes had failed miserably—each attempt to sabotage Eva had only backfired, making Eva look even more poised and untouchable. But Christine wasn’t the type to accept defeat.If she couldn’t surpass Eva professionally, then she would tear her down personally.Her mother, Laura, had been the one to plant the idea in her mind. "If you can’t win on the battlefield they’ve chosen," Laura had told her, "then change the game. Make them play on your terms."And that was exactly what Christine intended to do. This time, she wouldn’t just aim for petty sabotage—she was going to destroy Eva’s reputation completely.…………Early in the morning, Eva’s phone buzzed non-stop.Gossip sites, entertainment blogs, and even major media outlets were exploding with headlines:"Supermodel Eva Caught in Scandalous Affair with HB Industry CEO!""Is Eva Using Her Influence to Secure
Meanwhile, Eric, who had been silently watching the interaction, let out a small scoff. “So this is what I wasted my time for?” he muttered under his breath.Gwen immediately shot him a glare. “Excuse me?”Eric smirked slightly, shoving his hands into his pockets. “You barged in here like it was urgent, but all you’re doing is dragging her out for a photoshoot?”“Oh, I’m so sorry,” Gwen said mockingly. “I forgot you were Mr.Cross's bodyguard and not his secretary. If it bothers you so much, maybe you should have stayed outside instead of following me in.” she said, though she knew that he was Damien's secretary but still said that to irk him.Eric chuckled darkly.’This crazy human being.’ “Believe me, I wouldn’t be here if someone didn’t insist I help her get past the receptionist.”“I did not beg—” Gwen started before cutting herself off, clenching her fists. “You know what? Forget it. I don’t have time to argue with an overgrown ice cube.”Eva, who had been watching the entire exch
Eva leaned back against the couch, patting her stomach in satisfaction. "I have to say, I really outdid myself picking that restaurant," she mused.Damien, who was already sitting behind his desk, raised a brow. “You outdid yourself? All you did was order the food. I don’t remember you being the one who actually cooked it.”Eva scoffed, sitting up straighter. “Excuse you, do you know how much effort it took to pick the best dishes from that menu?”Damien smirked. “Oh, I’m sure scrolling through a menu and pointing at things was exhausting.”Eva gasped, placing a hand over her chest dramatically. “Wow, Damien. I put all this effort into making sure my husband doesn’t starve, and this is the appreciation I get?”Damien let out a chuckle, the warmth in his gaze betraying his otherwise teasing expression. “Your husband could have easily ordered lunch himself, you know.”Eva narrowed her eyes. “Really? Because from the looks of it, you were buried under so many files that you probably woul
Gwen strode into Cross Enterprise’s grand lobby, her heels clicking sharply against the polished marble floor. She just got back from where she had told Eva she was going and had tried calling Eva multiple times, but as expected, Eva was too busy flirting or whatever she was doing with Damien to answer her phone.Glancing at the time, Gwen muttered under her breath. “If she doesn’t come out now, Victoria’s going to have my head.”With no other choice, she let out an exasperated sigh, and approached the receptionist’s desk.“I’m here to see Mr. Cross,” she said, adjusting the strap of her handbag. “Let me through to the top floor.”The receptionist, a young woman with perfectly styled hair and an unbothered expression, simply smiled. “I’m sorry, miss, but you don’t have an appointment. I can’t let you in.”Gwen blinked, momentarily taken aback. “What?”The receptionist gave her a polite but firm look. “Without an appointment, I can’t let you through. Company policy.”Gwen narrowed her
As Damien led her to the couch, Eva suddenly halted, making him turn with a questioning brow.“You know,” she mused, tilting her head with mock seriousness, “before you interrupted me, I was actually offering a very expensive consultation service.”Damien crossed his arms, amusement twinkling in his dark eyes. “Oh?”Eva nodded, tapping her chin as if in deep thought. “Yes, I used to charge companies millions for my insights. So technically… you owe me.”Damien let out a low chuckle, stepping closer. “Let me get this straight,” he said, his voice rich with teasing authority. “You walked into my office, sat in my chair, went through my documents without permission—and now you’re asking me to pay you?”Eva grinned. “That’s business, Mr. Cross. Nothing is free.”Damien smirked. “And what if I refuse to pay?”Eva pretended to think, then shrugged. “Then I guess I’ll take my brilliant mind elsewhere.”Damien’s eyes darkened slightly, but he played along. “That would be a shame. Tell me, Mrs
Minutes passed, and Eva quickly grew bored.She had been in Damien’s office many times, but she still found herself looking around. It was immaculate and organized, but it lacked anything personal. Nothing in this room screamed Damien—except for the towering stacks of documents and reports on his desk.Her eyes narrowed as she walked over, running her fingers lightly over the ridiculous amount of paperwork.“No wonder he barely has time to eat.” She muttered, shaking her head.The sight of his overwhelming workload triggered a familiar ache in her chest. She remembered her past—being buried in work, managing her father’s company alongside Mark. She had spent countless nights drowning in documents, starving herself to meet deadlines, and yet… no one had cared. Neither her father nor Mark had ever asked if she had eaten.Her fingers clenched slightly against the papers.She had left that life behind, yet here Damien was, doing the same thing to himself.Determined to help him, Eva sat i
The sleek black car pulled up in front of Cross Enterprise, and Eva didn’t waste a second stepping out. Instead of the casual home-cooked meal she initially planned, she had opted for something more refined—a gourmet lunch from one of the most renowned restaurants in the city.“Wait here,” Eva told Gwen as she adjusted her coat.Gwen smirked knowingly. “Of course, take your time, lover girl.”Eva rolled her eyes but didn’t argue. She knew exactly what she was doing. There was no need to hide anymore—not after the scandal had already made headlines, exposing her connection to Damien. So, she walked into the building with confidence, her heels clicking against the polished marble floor of the grand lobby.The moment she stepped inside, all eyes were on her.Employees, visitors, and executives alike paused in their conversations, their gazes snapping toward the stunning supermodel who had just entered the headquarters of one of the most powerful companies in the world.It wasn’t just her
--- After the Fitting As Eva stepped off the platform, Gwen handed her a bottle of water. “You handled that beautifully.” Eva took a sip and smirked. “Christine’s getting predictable.” Trix rolled her eyes. “What’s next? Tripping you on the runway?” Eva chuckled. “If she does, I’ll be ready for that too.” Christine might have thought she could sabotage Eva with clumsy tricks, but Eva wasn’t easily shaken. When they got to her room, Eva sighed in relief as she kicked off her heels, rolling her ankles to ease the tension. “What’s my schedule looking like today, Trix?” she asked, rubbing her temples. Trix scrolled through her tablet, barely glancing up. “You have a photoshoot with Victoria this afternoon after you wrap up here.” Eva groaned, sinking into the plush chair. “Can’t we reschedule? At this point, I can’t tell if she’s just dedicated to her work or if she’s obsessed with overworking me to death.” Gwen chuckled, settling onto the couch beside her. “She’s taken a real l
The fashion house hosting the campaign had scheduled a fitting session for all the models. The room buzzed with activity as assistants, designers, and stylists adjusted gowns and accessories. Eva arrived, poised and confident, dressed in a sleek black dress. Gwen and Trix trailed behind her, chatting about the campaign’s recent success. Christine was already there, surrounded by a few stylists, her laughter deliberately exaggerated as she chatted with a designer. Eva ignored her and focused on her fitting. A stylist handed her an elegant white gown, its fabric shimmering under the lights. It was one of the most anticipated pieces of the campaign, and Eva knew this photoshoot would be critical. As she stepped onto the fitting platform, Christine made her move. A designer approached Eva with a clipboard, giving her details about the shoot. Christine, pretending to walk past, "accidentally" tilted a cup of coffee in Eva’s direction. Time seemed to slow. The dark liquid splashed on