I scoffed internally but mockingly at myself. That is just a story, Evelyn. This is really life, okay? This your reality. Face it. The sound of a ringing phone took my attention towards the gear side. I saw his phone and the name, "Candela" displayed on it. He saved his wife's name as her name?
I nodded, but my eyes fell on a short red and black-designed dress fixed on a dummy. It is very beautiful. My eyes roamed the design of the dress. It is like a check material with rose flowers on the sides. "You like this?" The other girl asked, walking towards the dress. "It is lovely," I said,
It is not a big deal. Besides, people love to be appreciated. And I don't want him to see me as an ungrateful brat. He already sees me as a spy so....Just do it, Evelyn. I glanced at him. My heart pounded. I looked at him again. He is focused on the road. Just say it. Go ahead. "Um....thank...
THIRD POV"What kept you from opening the damn door?" Candela asked, pushing the door further and walked into Evelyn's room. Evelyn raised her brows slightly, picking up a similar scent to the Don's on her. She waved it off as she closed down behind. Candela stood in her "lady of the house" glory,
"How did it go?" Candela asked.Evelyn furrowed her brows confusedly as her heart pounded."Wha...what?" "How did your trip with my husband go?" Candela repeated. "Good," Evelyn simply said, but nervously. It felt like she was being questioned about a crime she literally committed. "I see," Cande
Dante glared at her as his fingers curled into a fist. "Try this shit again and you will be sorry. Fucking idiot," She said, walking away angrily.Dante stood there, staring at her as she walked away. His phone rang, and he took it out of his pocket, picked up the call without taking his eyes off
❤️🔥EVE❤️🔥 I stirred on the bed, lying on my back and my eyes rested on the ceiling. "If I find out that you are here for some negative reasons and to deceive my son, I will skin your pretty self alive." A scoff of disbelief left my lips. Why do they think I have some negative reasons? I
I felt a tiny excitement in my heart. He gave me a smile as he walked in. "Mario," I called, getting on my feet. "Good evening, sir," Lilliana greeted. "Yeah," he said to her, but without looking at her as he walked closer to me. "Hey," he said. "Hey," I said as he wrapped me in a hug. I
I looked away. "It is bad enough that he is crazy about you. Don't make it worse by making him miserable. Is that clear?" I didn't respond. "Is. That. Clear?" She repeated. I looked at her. She raised her brows. "Crystal, ma'am," I mouthed without leaving out an attitude. She scoffed.
Is he in love with her? Does she even know that? She will be really excited when she hears it from him. God, I have two people I surprisingly care about, in love with one man and I have no idea who to give my support. "Do you by any chance know who it is?" She asked. I looked at her. "Huh?
My palms suddenly became sweaty as I moved one of them behind me while staring at her. "Wha....what?" I stuttered. God, I am giving myself away by stuttering. She saw us! She literally saw us! I am in serious trou.... "Did he kiss you?" She retorted. I furrowed my brows slightly. "What?
I am not really a foodie. I don't want to be too close to anyone now. Okay, we have Oreos, chocolates, cakes, juice and..... I felt an approaching presence behind me, making me freeze. The familiar scent hit my nose, making my heart pick up as it raced pleasantly. His tattooed hand came into
She nodded. "But it is going to be hard whenever I see him every day," I added. "I know. You could rip his clothes off and feast on him. I get it. It is understandable." I chuckled. "Like I said before, Evie. Everything will be fine. You just have to believe." I nodded, smiling at her. "I
His eyes glued on mine and mine fed on his as his alluring scent hit my nose. I lost the balance of my legs, but he held me tighter, giving me the feeling of his warm hands around me. My heart is beyond the marathon race right now. Lord, have mercy. "Stop the stubbornness, little girl." His
He turned to me. Actually to us. My heart raced anyway. "Get in," he ordered, leaving no room for any talk as he walked towards the driver's seat. Yes, daddy. I mean uh, sir. God, Evelyn! He called you a slut. Remember?! Evie nudged me, making me look at her. She moved to the backsea
Imogen held my hand, giving me a hint of how scared she is right now. I am too. I am beyond scared. They are looking at us weirdly like they intend on feeding on us or something. I have three possible things in my mind which I am certain they want to do to us right now. Beat us up. Rape.
She chuckled. "Your shots, ma'am." The bartender said, pushing the shots to us. "Happy shots!" Imogen said and we picked up one and gulped. Then the last ones. My taste buds were on fire. "Whoo!" We said in unison, chuckling afterward. Next, a song by one of our favorite female rappers, N