EvelynSlipping my hand beneath the fabric of my nightie, my breath quickened involuntarily. The lingering sensitivity from last night made this an ill-advised indulgence, but resistance felt futile.Jacob had an undeniable knack for coaxing me into these daring acts. He was a risk-taker, and a risk himself by nature, an attribute that only heightened my desires for him."Are you touching yourself, Evelyn?" His voice, textured with huskiness, reached me amid faint shuffling sounds from the other end.Fuck! It’d be hard to stay calm."Yeah..." I murmured, inhaling deeply as my fingertips grazed over my clit, a surge of sensation making my thighs instinctively twitch, though moisture still gathered despite my instinct to resist. Damn. I doubted that I could reach my high without his touch at this point."Exactly where are your hands, Evelyn?" His amusement was palpable in his tone, a hint of smugness evident even from a distance as I could partially feel the smirk that must have adorne
Evelyn"Um... I—" I faltered, words escaping me as I stood there, stunned by his sudden appearance. It felt surreal that within mere minutes, he was here when I'd anticipated him hours later."I need an answer, Evelyn." He spoke my name like a whispered caress, closing the door with a nudge from his leg and striding toward me. He carelessly discarded his expensive coat on the floor, looming over me with his towering height as he stood before me. At this moment, I felt incredibly small in his presence—well, I was undeniably diminutive in comparison. And right now, I was at the exact eye level of his bulge.Gently, he placed two fingers beneath my chin, tilting my face upwards to meet his gaze. I clenched my fists by my side, attempting to stave off the tremble his touch elicited, yet a shiver coursed down my spine regardless."Where's the camera?" The question spilled out, nagging at me for some time."You want to see it?" He suppressed a smile, gesturing toward a direction just above
Tyler"You know, Jonathan just backed out of our deal," the annoying blonde woman persisted, her presence becoming more unwelcome by the day. She seemed on edge. "I don't know what else to do. I have to get him back. At any cost.""How about you come over here, suck my dick, and then we can talk?""Tyler, this isn't what we agreed upon. You owe me a favor from last time when I gave you information about Jacob's previous family. It certainly helped you tarnish his image in the media for a while. You have to help me now—this is when you return the favor.""What favor, Chloe?" I couldn't help but chuckle as I took a sip of my whiskey. Her insistence was amusing. "Let's be clear. There was no favor. You received a considerable sum for the information you provided, and that was it. It was my sheer generosity that led me to suggest helping you in the future, mainly because I spent the previous night fucking you like my personal slut and you enjoyed it too. Maybe you've forgotten some detail
TylerA sudden dryness gripped my throat as I gazed at the image, gently taking the phone from Chloe's hand. Despite her considerable efforts, nothing she showed me managed to turn me on as this single innocent snapshot of the woman did.She was... breathtaking—no other word could suffice— it was the perfect fit.I observed as the luscious dark brown locks of her hair cascaded over her shoulder. She sat comfortably on the sofa, absorbed in her phone, the ash-colored shorts barely concealing her creamy thighs. Her slender neck and eyes, though not clearly visible in the image, hinted at a possible hazel hue, completing the portrait of her beauty.This picture was so fucking simple yet everything, literally everything about her was too fucking perfect.Damn, the realization that Jacob Adriano had acquired yet another invaluable gem that I hadn't even laid eyes on until now, cut deep.I wanted her…."What was her name again?" I inquired of Chloe, my gaze still fixed on the image."Evelyn
Evelyn"What's on the agenda for tonight? I surely don’t want to spend the whole day locked in the apartment,” I asked, blowing bubbles into the warm, enveloping water while our bodies stayed submerged. The sensation of his body against mine was nothing short of delightful.He started to reply, but I interrupted, "Don't you dare say 'sex.' You haven't whisked me away anywhere nice yet."A small chuckle escaped him before he planted a kiss on my shoulder, our fingers entwined. "Do you truly believe it's just sex that occupies my thoughts? Perhaps I've got plans already brewing. Couldn’t that possibly happen?”"I won't deny the possibility of plans, but I'm convinced that sex is the main course of your mind. All the fucking time.”"Shall I disprove that theory by taking you out tonight, or would you rather I confirm it by fucking you here in the bathtub? You're still a little tender down there, aren't you?" His hand slid between my thighs, and I gasped, instinctively clenching them tog
Evelyn"It's time to wake up, baby," Jacob peppered my face with kisses, rousing me from sleep. I groggily turned, burying my face into the pillow. His lips found my bare back, prompting an involuntary gasp to escape my lips."Don't annoy me, Jacob. Let me sleep..." I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut to evade the intrusive morning light seeping through the window. He'd even drawn the curtains aside! Sometimes, I really wanted to despise him even though I knew it wasn’t possible."I'm afraid I can't, love," he chuckled, brushing my hair aside and nuzzling the back of my neck. "You wanted to visit my office, remember? Today's the day.""I'll go some other day. Let's sleep for now," I mumbled, rolling over and tugging him onto the bed beside me. "We got back so late last night. Let's catch up on sleep!" As he nestled into the crook of my neck, I tenderly massaged his scalp, attempting to coax him back to rest. But a telltale chuckle emanating from him shattered my efforts, echoing through
Evelyn"Is this your idea of an office?" I looked at him in utter disbelief, "This is literally better than your house."Yeah, I meant every word. Jacob's apartment was impressive—no denying that. But this, this was majestic. A colossal thirty-five-story building, meticulously adorned from every nook to the carpets and even the vases.It was a marvel of architectural brilliance and corporate elegance. An entrance adorned with sleek, brushed steel doors welcomed visitors into a foyer awash in opulent tones. Polished marble floors reflected the soft illumination cast by crystal chandeliers overhead, infusing the space with an air of refined sophistication. And those floor-to-ceiling windows? They drenched the office in natural light, offering sweeping views of the bustling city below.Past the reception area, the workspace unfurled like a perfectly orchestrated symphony—just as composed and beautiful as Jacob himself. Open-concept workstations boasted ergonomic chairs and cutting-edge d
EvelynThere was something off about Jacob's description of Tyler. It failed to capture the sheer intensity emanating from the man standing before me. It wasn't merely a matter of words on a page. Words seemed inadequate to define him now; one single term sufficed—evil. He embodied it wholly, an eerie presence exuding an air of possession, as though he laid claim to everything in his path. Everything was his to own.I couldn't quite pinpoint the reason behind these impressions, but they were undeniably there—stirred solely by his presence."Well... This time, Jacob, I'm playing at something entirely different," he grinned, shifting his gaze towards me. "Is this your girl? Seems younger than your usual ones," his eyes scrutinized me, knitting a frown between my brows.The bloody scoundrel...My fists itched to land a blow on his face.Or perhaps a well-placed heel strike.I would prefer the latter, though."Before I toss you out of my office, I suggest you fucking leave on your own or—
EvelynThe knife trembled in his grip, his knuckles whitening as his gaze flickered between me and the blade lodged deep into the armrest. His breathing was uneven, his chest rising and falling with the weight of something dark, something I couldn’t name. Then, in a sudden burst of motion, he ripped the knife free and hurled it against the wall with a sharp thunk.“Don’t fucking push me, you goddamn woman!” His voice was raw, frayed at the edges. “I can’t kill you.”A beat of silence. Then as he noticed the surprise in my eyes, he added quickly, “Yet. I can’t kill you yet!”A chill slid down my spine.I didn’t know what war he was fighting inside his head, but I didn’t care—not now. Survival was the only thing that mattered. Mine and my baby’s. If I had to destroy this broken, volatile version of Tyler to make it out alive, I would. But my hands were tied, my body useless, leaving me with only one weapon—his mind. If I could plant the right seed, twist the right nerve…maybe he’d let
Jacob That bastard got to her.And the regret in my chest—fuck, it had never burned this deep.I shouldn't have left her alone. I knew she was reckless. I knew she'd try to do something desperate, yet I still walked away, believing I could get to her before she made another one of her damn escape plans.But never—never—while driving back home did I think I'd receive that call.Bianca. Sobbing. Panicking. Screaming that Tyler Ricci had his hands on my Evie. And our baby.I swear to God, my heart stopped beating. Terror, rage, the sickening flood of possibilities—each one worse than the last—slammed into my ribs, clawing at my insides, threatening to break me apart.I didn't know what to do. I'd called the police. Taken every legal step I could. But I knew—deep down, I fucking knew—this wouldn't be enough. Tyler wasn't the same coward who once feared the media, feared the consequences. That version of him was gone.He wanted revenge. By any means. So here I was, gripping the wheel of m
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