"Let's go, Evelyn," he said, taking my hand. "Go where?" Mimi's mum asked worriedly. I quickly wiped my lips with my napkin and got on my feet. I looked at the Don. He is eating nonchalantly. Mario led us past the table and the Don didn't make a move as we walked past. "Mario," I heard Mimi
Seriously? From what he said, I think Imogen is right. But that's unfair. Unfair to my feelings. Candela, his extremely beautiful hour-glass shaped wife. Of course. He thought I was her. How romantic. I heaved an unhappy sigh. Someone took my hand, making me look at the person. It was
Damn, I can't get enough of his presence right now. The Don is here. I can't believe it. When did he get here? How did he even find us? He averted his eyes from me as he focused on the man whose wrists he was gripping. "Mario," I heard Carlos' voice, making me look at them. They were
"My son needs rest. He can't take any unnecessary visits right now," I furrowed my brows as I looked at him. "You should know better, Carlos," he said, moving his eyes to me. My heart clenched as I stared at him. His face was blank. No single feeling I could read. Why is he being mean to
Say something, Evelyn! Don't just stand there! "Um....I uh...." "I know you are a stubborn brat," he retorted. I was taken aback by that. "What I didn't know is you steal things too," I scoffed internally. "Excuse me?" He raised his brows. I lowered my gaze nervously and looked at
She has a way of taking my mind off things. A knock came on my door and I walked to it. I opened the door, revealing an already dressed Mario. "Evie," he called with a smile. "Mario, hey." His eyes roamed my body. "You are not dressed yet," he said, meeting my eyes. "I was about to get
My heart raced as I forced my eyes away while heading towards the door. I opened it and headed out. God, it will be hard to get him out of my head since I am living under his roof and seeing him everywhere. I headed towards Mario's car and entered the passenger's seat. "Hey," Mario said with h
"Really?" He asked. I nodded. "Yeah. It is a thing we do for each other as best friends." Imogen lied again. Damn, she is always ready. I nodded in agreement as I picked up the box and put it in my bag. "That's cool. My best friends hardly get me things. Well, Lucas tries, but I haven't go
Mario moved on the bed, holding her closer. She looked at his hand on her waist. Her heart tightened. She really has to stop this. The Don had made his point. He doesn't even like her. She can't believe she had to give away her innocence just to be qualified for him. What was I thinking?!
From afar, Camilla approached, dressed in her red nightie. She stopped on her track the minute she saw Mario and Evelyn approaching. She quickly hid in a corner and peeped at them. Her eyes rested on their hands together, making her blood boil. Mario opened the door to his room. They both entere
THIRD POV Evelyn lowered her gaze as Mario's eyes moved to Adrian. "Dad," Mario called with surprise. He looked between Evelyn and Adrian. Adrian rested his eyes on his son. "Dad, what is....." "You should place a leash on this little girlfriend of yours so she can stop wandering around my
I fiddled with my robe where I stood. He averted his eyes from me and picked up a grape. I watched as he put it into his mouth. Such a lucky grape. I made steps into the kitchen. "I uh.....I want to get....." "Water?" He chipped in without looking at me. I nodded. His eyes moved to me.
He stared at my lips and then at my eyes. "Why don't you go in? I believe Imogen is waiting for you," he said. I nodded. "But...what about you?" "I need to handle something first," he said. I nodded. He leaned closer and kissed my lips. Pulling away, he caressed my cheek and gave me a ver
I flickered my eyes at Candela. "You heard me, son. She can't keep staying here for free. She has to work for us if she wants to continue enjoying all the privileges you give her," she said. "You can't be serious, mum." "I am, Mario. Do I look like I am joking to you?" She asked. "You...."
I have never been this close to one before. I wonder what his father's looks like. "Like what you see?" Mario asked, making me look at him. He is smirking. "It is.....it is beautiful," He chuckled. "It can only be yours, baby." I gulped slightly. He leaned down to me, taking my lips.
I did the next thing that came to my mind. I pulled down my robe, stopping him on his track as he stared at my movement. I maintained eye contact as I reached for the tiny hand of my nightie, pulling it down slowly. "What are you doing?" He asked. I didn't respond but pulled down the other h
The door opened, revealing Mimi dressed in her pajamas. "Mimi," I called, moving a strand of my hair behind my ear nervously. "Evelyn, hey," She said, smiling brightly as she walked into my room. "Hey," "Were you going out?" She asked. "Um..... Yeah." I stuttered, covering my robe nervously.