“Ah, yes?” Eva muttered, snapping out of her thought. “I'm afraid I would not be able to entertain you on another date.” She remarked as she looked at Lucas.“Then how about you let me entertain you on the date instead.” Lucas insisted. “I don't think either can work.” Despite that it was a tempting offer, Eva had to decline realizing that this blind date could eventually lead to an unfortunate marriage which would definitely ruin all of her plans.“I'm sorry-” “Please, I totally understand so you don't have to apologize.” Lucas cut off Eva and reached into his pocket and pulled out a business card, stretching his hand over the table handing it to her. “Incase you ever change your mind, Miss Carter. You will know where to find me.” Lucas said amicably.Eva stared at the card, his name was branded on the card as the CEO of his father's law firm. She wasn't a fool, she knew who Lucas was, knew that he was among the most obtainable, eligible bachelors and she knew how many young femal
The waiter's face suddenly lights up in relief at Eva's response, he could eventually save his life and job. Without bothering to delay any further, so that Eva doesn't change her mind. The waiter immediately turned and walked into the direction of the restaurant where Damien was waiting for her while Eva just silently followed behind him.The waiter led Eva to the third restaurant which was considered as the restaurant only top elite families in the country visit. Only the highest class and most influential families!Once inside, she was immediately welcomed with a soft and soothing melody played on a piano. She suddenly felt like she was indeed out-of-place in her clothes when she saw the long dresses that people wore inside. She knew that she can't turn back now and so, she sighed internally and continued to follow the waiter who went upstairs where the private room was located.After walking for a few meters, the attendants finally stopped and turned to face Eva. He bowed respect
“What exactly do you want from me, Mr. Cross?” The question made Damien's brow rise and even had Shane jaw drop open. Instantly, the temperature in the room dropped. All the staff in the room turned pale as they found themselves shivering in fear and horror, thinking of wanting to immediately get out of this place before the great Damien exploded and lash out his anger on them. Some of them gulped nervously, some broke out in cold sweat and some were even trying so hard not to breathe too loudly so that they didn't get the attention of Damien.No one has ever questioned Damien what he wants from them because he is not the person to want something from anyone, talkless a woman for that matter. It was always the other ways round, everyone always wanted something from Damien Cross.Eva didn't seem to notice the dangerous face the man was giving her as he stared piercing at Eva's beautiful face.“Out,” Damien's cold voice sounded, it was soft yet it was enough for all the people inside
“Do you feel that there is a need for me to be afraid of you?” Eva retorted back as she looked up at him.“But you've offended me by accusing me for abusing my power on you.” Damien replied calmly.“That……” Eva trailed off, she didn't know how to retaliate back to those words because she had indeed accused him.“Fine! I'm sorry. I'm sorry for accusing you without having proof of evidence.” Eva apologized looking away from Damien in embarrassment. she had lost her cool for a second and accused him wrongly.“That's not how to apologize.” Damien uttered casually with a serious expression. Eva swiped her head up to look at him like he was crazy. “What? How do you expect me to apologize? Isn't giving you my innocence the other enough for you?” Eva queried while glaring at him, implying that giving up her virginity is enough to cover up all the mistakes she has made to him.“What do you mean by that?” Damien asked.“Ah, it wasn't my fault that I was in your room that day. And since you too
“Let go,” Eva stated coldly, her eyes shining with clear determination.“If I don't?” Damien whispered.Eva found his voice very seductive making her ears turn red even more. Meanwhile, Damien was rather clueless yet curious to know the reason why she was turning red because he was close to her. With this thought in his mind, he spoke. “Look at me.” he ordered.“No.” An immediate response came out of Eva's mouth. “Why are you doing this, Mr. Cross?” After taking a deep breath to calm herself, Eva looked at Damien. “We haven't finished our conversation yet so you can't leave.” Damien responded. “What? What conversation isn't over yet? I thought we'd finish this discussion the moment I stood up, so why are you stopping me from leaving?” Eva questioned back, confused by what Damien was saying.“We aren't. Let me remind you that the discussion we are having is about me taking responsibility.” Damien whispered gently.“Argh…..I told you already that it isn't needed.” Eva growled in anno
When Eva walked out of the main hotel exit, she realized that it was already late outside, so she made her way to the road side where she waved her hand to stop a taxi. She told the driver her destination after taking her seat in the back seat. Eva looked outside of the car window, watching the people walking in the streets and light flickering of different colors adoun the street lamps and different buildings as they drove past. Some of the people she laid eyes on were walking alone, some with their kids and some were in the arms of their lovers. It was such a beautiful sight that Eva wanted to have but she didn't have the chance to get. Eva had always wanted a complete family, she so badly wished for a loving family one that her mother couldn't have. However,.things went south for her, because the man she expected to help her make her dream of having a beautiful loving family actually betrayed her without a second thought.The car stopped at the red light, making Eva scan the crowd
After 30 minutes of silent driving, they finally arrived at her destination. Eva paid the cab driver his money before she got out of the cab and made her way to the entrance of the building. The moment entered the lobby she was immediately greeted by the two receptionists sitting behind their desks. They were also the same ladies Eva had encountered the day she went to take the delivery box she received from Damien. Eva quirked a brow at the gesture of the two ladies, because of the smile on the face of both ladies. But then she ignored them and made her way to the elevator, she didn't see the elevator hostess but she still entered the elevator.The elevator dinged, indicating that Eva had reached the floor she was heading to, so she stepped out of the elevator and made her way to her apartment door. After entering her security password, she opened the door to enter her apartment.However, the next thing Eva saw in her house made her eyes widen in bewilderment and shock. ‘Did I ente
A few minutes later, Eva stepped out of the bathroom wearing a blue pyjamas and tying her hair up in a bun. She made her way to the out of the room to the kitchen to grab some water to drink. After pouring herself a glass of water and drinking to her heart content, Eva was about to leave the kitchen when she spotted her living and saw how messy they actually were due to the annoying rose flowers that were in the living room.A scowl appeared on her face, feeling pissed again at the sight before she walked back into her room. ******The next morning.Eva called the receptionist on the first floor and ordered them to hire a few cleaners to come come and clear out the mess in her apartment because she couldn't spend another day seeing those flowers lieing around on her floor. After some mintues later, the cleaners came up to her apartment and she went out to open the door for them in order for them to cleaning up the trash.It took at least six cleaners to get rid of all the roses. De
Lucien entered the living room with his usual quiet air, his school bag slung over one shoulder. His dark eyes, cold and unreadable, briefly scanned the room before landing on his mother, Laura, seated gracefully on the couch with a teacup in hand. Her posture was as poised as ever, but Lucien’s sharp gaze detected the faint smugness that usually lingered after one of her scheming conversations with Christine.He said nothing, brushing past her with the silent intent of heading upstairs. His long strides were interrupted when Laura called out, her tone laced with a false warmth."Lucien," she said, setting her teacup down. "Come here for a moment."Lucien stopped mid-step, his back stiffening. He slowly turned around, his expression blank but his sharp gaze silently questioning her interruption.Laura’s smile wavered under his cold stare, but she maintained her composure. "Christine just got back a while ago. Why don’t you go upstairs and greet her?"Lucien raised an eyebrow, crossing
Christine stormed into the Carter mansion, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor, her jaw clenched tightly in frustration. She tossed her designer bag onto the couch, her lips pressed into a thin line as she paced back and forth. The events of the day replayed in her mind like a relentless reel—Eva’s smirk, her cutting words, the way she had effortlessly dismissed Christine in front of everyone. It was a humiliation Christine couldn’t stomach."That woman," she hissed under her breath. "She always finds a way to one-up me. How does she always come out on top?"Laura, who had been sitting in the adjacent room sipping tea, looked up as her daughter’s angry footsteps echoed. She set her cup down gracefully and stood, smoothing her dress as she approached Christine."Christine," Laura said in a calm, measured tone, "what’s the matter now?"Christine stopped pacing and turned to her mother, her eyes blazing with frustration. "It’s Eva! She humiliated me again today, in front
Once the deal was official, she turned to leave the meeting room with Gwen and Trix at her side. They made their way down the sleek hallway of HB Industry, their footsteps echoing on the polished floors. Just as they neared the exit, they came across Christine and her entourage, who had just arrived.Christine’s eyes widened when she saw Eva. Her usual fake smile quickly appeared, though there was a slight tension in her features. Eva wasn’t sure whether to laugh or feel disgusted as Christine approached her.“Sister!” Christine said, her voice sweet and syrupy as she stepped forward. “I am so sorry for being late. I didn’t mean to hold up the meeting like this. I just got caught up in some last-minute details.”Eva’s expression remained neutral, but she couldn’t help the slight roll of her eyes at Christine’s words. She had no intention of entertaining Christine’s faux apology, but Christine wasn’t finished yet.“Oh, and about last night,” Christine said in a tone that was just loud
In the sleek, minimalist meeting room at HB Industry, Eva sat at the center, sitting by her sides were none other than Gwen and Trix, with her official company lawyer at her side. They were all dressed sharply, the atmosphere tense as they awaited the start of the meeting. On the other side of the polished conference table, Mr. Carl and his HB Industry team sat with the Whyte Corps representatives, their suits impeccably pressed and faces expressionless.It was a rare sight to see Eva waiting this long, especially for a meeting she had no patience for. She had already signed the contract in her mind, but the delays were irking her. The anticipation of what was supposed to be a routine procedure seemed to drag on indefinitely. The room had grown uncomfortably still as they all waited for the meeting to start. Eva’s fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of her chair, a subtle gesture that spoke volumes about her impatience .With a soft sigh, Eva glanced at Gwen and Trix, silently expre
She stood at the doorway, adjusting the strap of her handbag as she prepared to leave for HB Industry. Damien followed her to the entrance, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, though his piercing gaze gave away his reluctance to let her go.“Don’t forget to call me if anything comes up,” he said, his deep voice steady yet tinged with a protective edge.“I won’t,” Eva replied with a small smile. She turned to open the door when his voice stopped her.“Wait.”She turned back, one brow raised in question.“You’re leaving without giving me a proper goodbye?” Damien asked, a teasing smirk tugging at his lips.Eva blinked, caught off guard by his request. “A proper goodbye? You’re serious?”He stepped closer, the warmth of his presence wrapping around her like a cocoon. “I don’t joke about such things. A goodbye kiss is mandatory.”Her cheeks flushed slightly, though she masked it with a playful roll of her eyes. “Fine,” she relented, taking a step toward him. “But I’ll only give yo
After a pause, George returned to the phone. “Damon Cross,” he said, purposely mispronouncing the name to irritate him.Damien felt his nose twitch at the deliberate and grating mispronunciation of his name, but he maintained a polite tone, reminding himself he was speaking to an elder. “Yes, Grandfather?” He replied smoothly, emphasizing the title in retaliation. Two could easily play the game of pettiness.George resisted the urge to march over to the banquet and knock some sense into the boy for daring to use that title. Grandfather? He scoffed internally. ‘If you want to call me that, first show me a ring on her finger—and then give me some great-grandkids before you even think about it! I wonder what that useless grandfather of his taught him.’“Now listen clearly to me. If she stays at your house, it’s for tonight only. And if I find out you’ve done anything improper, I’ll personally see to it that you’re castrated. Do you understand?”Julian, overhearing the threat, nearly cho
---As the banquet neared its end, Damien escorted Eva to his car. He fully intended to take her home—to their home—hoping to spend the night by her side. But his plans were thwarted by an all-too-familiar figure: her meddling grandfather.The moment Eva settled into the car, her phone rang. Damien, still holding the door open for her, frowned at the sound. When he saw the caller ID, his expression darkened further. Of course, it was him.While Eva answered the call, Damien’s sharp eyes scanned the area. Hidden in the shadows near the back entrance, a figure lurked—one of George’s men, undoubtedly there to keep tabs on her. His presence only worsened Damien’s mood.“Yes, Grandfather, I’m leaving the banquet now,” Eva said into the phone, her tone polite but weary. “Yes, I’ve made a few connections… I’m heading home? No, not to Damien’s. I know, I know, there will be more rumors if—”Before she could finish, Damien snatched the phone from her hand.“She’ll be perfectly safe with me,”
Eva turned to him, her voice barely above a whisper. "Did you do this?" She lifted her gaze to meet his, realizing he had been watching her the entire time, his piercing eyes fixed solely on her. She had heard whispers, unconfirmed reports that Lydia was behind the replica of the blue dress that was sent to her. But to see her now, reduced to this state, it seemed the consequences of her actions were almost... excessive. "Yes," Damien replied without hesitation, his tone calm but firm. He tried to guide her out of the banquet, his hand lightly pressing against her back, but Eva stood her ground, refusing to move. "Why?" she asked, her voice tinged with disbelief. Damien’s sharp eyes narrowed at her question, his jaw tightening. What did she mean, why? That woman had orchestrated her public disgrace, and now Eva was hesitating, questioning the justice served? Did she not understand that showing mercy to enemies was akin to betraying herself? "She was responsible for your humiliati
Christine’s nails dug into her palm, her anger simmering beneath a mask of civility. She longed to lash out, but Damien’s presence reminded her of her place. Any wrong move could lead to her downfall.“It’s unbecoming to insult others so publicly…” Christine’s voice was a deliberate attempt at calm, but it lacked conviction.“The truth often stings, get over it.” Eva replied coldly, her unapologetic tone reinforcing her dominance. The crowd e were not even surprised by her response because they were used to this behavior of hers, but they were taken back by Christine's sudden desire to argue with Eva.Wasn't Wasn’t Christine supposed to be the passive type, the one who ended arguments rather than starting or joining them? The sudden shift in her behavior was beginning to alter everyone’s perception of her, casting doubt on the image she had so carefully cultivated.Dusti standing nearby with a glass of wine, observed the scene with quiet amusement. Eva’s sharp wit was refreshing, a st