EvelynAs I walked downstairs with Jacob, the last thing I had expected was to see a woman who seemed both familiar and unknown. Her hair, once short, now cascaded down to her waist, and her complexion appeared slightly darker, making her even more beautiful. But it was her eyes that caught my attention the most—they no longer held the gloominess I remembered; instead, they exuded pure happiness. She looked happy. Truly happy.Standing by her side was a man, his arm wrapped around her waist, as she engaged in lively conversation with Dad and Clara. "What's the matter?" Jacob's voice snapped me out of my daze. He looked at me with concern.I could not answer him. However, as his eyes followed to see the sight, he soon realised the reason behind my sudden stillness."Oh, there she is. Jacob's here too," Clara called out, gathering everyone's attention. "Come join us."All eyes turned towards me, and my breath quickened as years of suppressed anger began to rise. I didn't want to speak
EvelynTo be honest, Dad's wedding felt like the longest destination wedding ever conceived. It was my meticulously planned affair, and I had no regrets about its duration. The actual wedding ceremony was scheduled for about a week later, so at this point, the mansion was filled with close friends and relatives. Other guests were expected to arrive a day before the wedding, while some would come on the final day.However, amidst the people present here, there were a few individuals whom I despised, and one of them was undeniably my mother. The only reason she was here was to face the consequences of her past actions."Your father truly cares about you," Jacob said, a smile playing on his lips as he handed me a cup of coffee. He glanced over at Dad, who was massaging my feet as a way of compensating for the upheaval he had caused by inviting my mother to the wedding.Dad's intentions were not unfounded; he simply wanted to mend the strained relationship between my mother and me. Howeve
JacobAs I watched her walk out of the hall, a sudden wave of unrest washed over me. It was so damn hard, sitting there and trying to find an excuse to go after her. I was fucked up in more ways than one.I knew she was struggling. It wasn't easy for her to simply forget everything and act normal. Samuel, being more mature and having experienced the world to a greater extent, could perhaps let go of his past and not care as much. But for Evelyn, it wasn't that simple. Her entire childhood had been shaped by her mother's absence, and she had adapted by learning to despise her presence.I had witnessed her struggle to accept the notion of letting go, to release the grudges that had caused so many obstacles in her life. But it was true that she needed time.We couldn't expect her to suddenly be okay and return to normal overnight.On the other hand, As Evelyn made her exit, all the colours vanished from Danica’s face. I could see the desperate need in her eyes to have a conversation with
EvelynFor the first time in my life, I despised the sheer size of my father's mansion. The damn thing was so massive that even climbing the stairs felt like traversing the entire country. I kid you not. Those ridiculously long flights of stairs were a struggle, especially when I was in a rush to catch up with the devil himself. Usually, it never felt like a challenge, but today was different.When I finally reached the top, my breaths came out in heavy gasps, reminiscent of someone who had just finished running a marathon.The floor stretched before me, vacant and devoid of any signs of the man who seemed to have vanished into thin air like a magician. Well...he did have his moments of magic, but not in this instance. If you know what I mean.As my eyes futilely searched for any trace of him, my ears picked up the faint sound of footstepsI turned to the left, following the sound, and soon enough, I spotted the devil walking through the long corridor.For a moment, I contemplated cal
EvelynAs the sound of the door closing reverberated through the room, my heart raced, thumping against my chest. Each breath I took was heavy, and my palms felt sweaty. My throat grew parched, and nerves danced within me.Yes, I was nervous.But amidst the nerves, there was no doubt in my mind. Every fibre of my soul knew that choosing Jacob was the only decision that mattered. There was no one else in this world I desired. From the very beginning, it had always been Jacob, and it would always be him.He approached me from behind, his hand sliding around my waist, drawing me closer to the warmth of his chest. I could feel his hardness against my back, causing the heat between us to rise to a few degrees."How much can you handle?" He murmured, kissing my earlobe and moving down to my neck where he laid his leech-like kisses and left his red artwork on my skin, or so I could say, deep hickeys that'd take days to fade away."I don't want you to hold back anything," I breathed out, my h
EvelynI had heard hymen being nothing but a myth but the moment Jacob pushed his tip inside my entrance I felt both my misconception and the fragile layer of skin break all at once. My entire body froze and a pained hiss slipped past my lips.He looked down at me, concern swarming in his eyes, "Do you want me to stop?""No," I shook my head, slipping my arms around him and pulling him closer, "Don't stop.""I'll go away, just bear with me for a bit," He spoke, his voice was tight, giving me hints that he was having a hard hard time holding himself back from pushing his entire length inside me all the way at once."Okay," I breathed out and nodded, looking into his eyes as he pushed a few more inches, my body bounced the slightest bit, both in pain and the strange feeling that began attacking my core.It'll go away. It'll go away, Evelyn— I repeated inside my head trying hard to not lose it. The pain was unlike anything I'd felt in my life. I'd never thought the first time could be th
EvelynIt was one of my biggest delusions to think that Jacob would have an off switch tonight. It seemed that such a button simply didn't exist within him, or if it did, it was malfunctioning. I found it hard to believe the stamina of this man; he was like a relentless machine, wild, intense, and seemingly unstoppable.I had lost count of how many times I'd climaxed, but this man had only climax once and within the period of mere five minutes he was set on wrecking me once again but this time raw, and that encounter was still not over.He was indeed ravishing me. Taking advantage of every opportunity he got. "Damn, you smell delicious," He growled and kissed down my neck, his hands grabbed either side of my hips as he held me down to the bed whilst penetrating deep inside of me, he was going balls deep with each thrust and making sure I felt every inch of him.He surely knew more ways than just one to drive me crazy.My entire body was covered in his marks that were not going to fad
EvelynMorning arrived sooner than expected, as the sun's gentle rays permeated the room through a slender gap in the curtains, caressing my face. Instinctively, I sought refuge in the warmth of Jacob's neck, eliciting a playful chuckle that assured me of his wakefulness."So you're awake," I mumbled, my voice laden with fatigue and grogginess.How could I possibly summon any energy when Jacob had effortlessly drained every ounce of it from me the night before? My lower abdomen still throbbed, a testament to his unwavering vigour. The man was made of steel....everywhere."Yeah, I've been up for a while," he replied, tenderly tracing small circles on my back while planting kisses on my shoulder."Aren't you tired?"I was genuinely curious. How could I feel utterly depleted while he radiated tenfold more energy, considering he had been the one responsible for our passionate escapades?"That's the complete opposite of how I'm feeling right now," he snickered. "How can anyone be tired aft
EvelynMy eyes blinked open to darkness. Well, a room barely deserving the name. Crumbling walls, shattered water pipes, and the constant drip of water hitting the damp floor surrounded me. The cold wetness had seeped through my boots, and sweat slicked my skin—not from heat, but from the suffocating gag biting into my mouth."Well, well." His voice slithered through the room, echoing off the broken walls and scraping against my nerves. "Someone's finally awake, huh?"Through the haze of drowsiness, I saw him. Tyler. He stood before me, a knife glinting in his hand, the blade catching what little light filtered through the cracks. The silence wrapped around us, broken only by the distant chirping of crickets. No passing cars, no sign of life—just isolation. Wherever I was, it was a place no one with good intentions would tread.He moved closer, his eyes as dark as his twisted heart. He crouched before me, his knife still in hand, his presence suffocating.I pressed back against the ch
EvelynHe had left after we had sex. Lots of sex. As always, I loved every part of it. Every moment. Every nip, every kiss, every thrust, every rub against skin to skin. And the way it left me smelling nothing but like him. The pure scent of Jacob Adriano, the smell of his presence, the scent of his breath and the beautiful smell of that shampoo he uses.Argh! I loved that man.I'd probably love him more tomorrow. A little more the next day. And then again more the following day.It'd go like this. Forever. But now, no matter how much I loved my man and how strictly he'd told me not to step out of the apartment alone, I couldn't help but feel the itch of the open breezes against my skin. I wanted to go out and pretend that I was safe and not scared even if I wasn't. But I also knew I'd be risking my baby's health and mine if I happened to be caught anywhere near that Tyler named monster whom I could feel everywhere these days. Worse, sometimes even in my dreams.So, I knew that I'd
JacobThe restraining order had been issued and I didn't know why, his family that was not at all concerned about him was suddenly helping that piece of shit get through things not be thrown under the bad eye of the media. They were fucking helping him cover up his shit.I was being around my two angels as much as I could, as much as it was fucking possibe and even now as I stared at her laying in my arms, peacefully asleep, I couldn't shake off the guilt that she felt unsafe. I knew it from her face even though she didn't say it.Even after a month....She felt him everywhere and that piece of shit was probably tracking our every movements.I didn't know what was I supposed to do.I'd thought about sending her back to America and then join her later after getting shit sorted but she'd not agree. She wanted me with her and I wanted her. Always around me. With her sweet scent, beautiful smile, silky hair and that beautiful litte baby bump. God, even her swollen feet looked adorable to m
TylerI stepped back into the penthouse.No—not a penthouse. A fucking shithole. Sure, most people would kill to be here, surrounded by functioning luxuries, calling it a dream. But for me? This was nothing. A joke compared to what I had. What that piece of shit, Jacob, stole from me. And there was only one way to take it all back. I had to take everything from him. And in this world, if there was anything Jacob Adriano cared about more than his own life, it was her.Evelyn Fernandez.The one thing I could never have. The one fucking desire that had ruined me. I didn't regret what I did—not for a second. One taste of her would've been worth losing everything. But I couldn't have her. And that's why she had to die.There were two reasons Evelyn had to die.One—I couldn't have her.Two—Her death would be Jacob's down
EvelynMy breath hitched. I staggered back, my pulse a wild, erratic thing in my chest. No. He couldn’t be here.My gaze darted to the security camera, and there he was.The same black hoodie. The same soulless eyes. Standing closer than before. At our doorstep.“Well,” his voice slithered through the speaker, smooth, taunting, “stepping away from the door won’t do much. If I wanted to hurt you, I fucking would.” He paused, the weight of his words pressing against my ribs. “But here’s the thing—I’m not here to hurt you. Not today.” A beat of silence. Then, a soft chuckle. “Can’t say the narrative won’t change next time we meet.”My stomach twisted violently. I could see it—that sick grin. The one he wore when he watched people crumble.“A
EvelynJacob paced the room like a caged animal, phone pressed to his ear as he spoke with different people—lawyers, Tyler’s representatives, anyone who could do something to help fix this mess. His jaw was clenched so tightly, I thought it might snap, and the veins on his neck bulged with barely contained anger. He looked like he was ready to tear through anything in his path, except for me. How did I know? Because….Every time our eyes locked, his softened.I knew what was eating at him. It wasn’t just that Tyler had walked past me, silent but leaving everything under his dark shadow. It was that Jacob hadn’t been there. He’d been away, and Tyler could have done anything. He could’ve harmed me. Or worse—hurt our little Sienna.I pressed my hand against my belly, trying to steady my breath, to hold myself together. One of us had to remain calm, and Jacob had already lost i
EvelynClara had given me a bunch of tips as she came downstairs, whilst I was still blushing from the moment Jacob had fed me fruit salad. Within the hour, both she and Dad left, and suddenly, the house felt too quiet.The silence had been comforting when they were around. Even though Jacob worked from home most days now, we both craved the presence of familiar company—especially me. I loved when Bianca visited, or when Rosaline and Enzo surprised us with bags full of pastries and endless stories.But now, it was just me and Jacob. And the quiet felt... hollow.Jacob glanced up from his laptop, noticing the bored expression I wore as I absentmindedly picked at the snacks in my lap. Without hesitation, he closed his laptop and made his way over to me.“Done already?” I asked, surprised as he plopped down beside me and effortlessly pulled me onto his lap. These days, I wouldn’t be surprised when he did that—he’d been doing it that fucking often.“Not exactly,” he murmured, brushing his
EvelynI hadn’t told Jacob about the incident at the mall. As days turned into weeks, I started convincing myself it had been a hallucination—just my paranoia playing tricks on me. I’d been on edge ever since Tyler's release, after all. Maybe it was just fear messing with my head.Days blurred into months. Three, to be exact. And now, my baby bump was unmistakable. My body had softened, my feet were slightly swollen, and I'd gained the kind of weight that made me look exactly like a pregnant woman should. Loose, comfy clothes became my everyday style, but I didn’t mind the changes.In fact, I loved them.I found myself smiling in the mirror, running my hands over the curve of my belly, fascinated that I was growing a little life inside me. Jacob loved it even more. He couldn't stop staring at me—his eyes filled with awe and something deeper every time he sa
EvelynJacob's brows rose slightly, and he hurriedly stepped closer, slipping his arm around my waist as if afraid I might collapse. His hand cupped my face, his thumb brushing gently against my cheek as he met my eyes. He already looked dead worried."Hey, it's okay," he whispered, trying to calm me down, “Breathe, baby. Just breathe."It was only then that I realized I wasn't breathing. I'd been holding it in—along with the panic, the fear, the overwhelming dread. My hands trembled, my knees threatened to give out, and my breaths came in shallow, broken gasps. I didn't feel like myself. I didn't feel human.Tyler was out of jail.The memory hit me like a slap. The text he'd sent me the day I left Italy surged through my mind, dragging me deeper into panic."It might be over for now, but not forever. One way or another, you will be mine, Evelyn.