Evan's POVI step out of Leo’s apartment and sit in my car for a handful of minutes, just thinking about everything. I can’t believe I have a son. The boy in the pictures looks just like me. I’ve never experienced anything remotely similar to this. Seeing those pictures hit me like a wave. It knocked me right off my feet. It’s like I was seeing a version of myself that I knew nothing about, and the longer I looked at the pictures, the more I yearned to be closer to him. This deep sorrow hit me, too. I’d missed out on so much. I saw all his milestones stamped all over the photos. His first birthday. The first time he rode a bike. His first science project. And all the while, he smiled, this big wide smile that can only be associated with happiness, the kind I never experienced in my childhood. It was like finding a treasure I never knew I was searching for. I started looking for pictures when I saw the door across from hers after carrying her to her bedroom. I opened it and saw the
Once Evan steps out of the apartment, I lean against the counter and cry. I can’t stop thinking about how bad things have gotten for me. I try not to crumple the check in my hand but I have very little control over my fingers. It doesn’t even matter that I have the money to get away from here anymore. Julius forbade me from going anywhere earlier, and he’s using Victor to blackmail me into staying.When his bodyguard grabbed my arm and dragged me downstairs, I thought that I was being abducted. That was the first thought that crossed my mind. I couldn’t fight him as he dragged me down the steps with a force that was unquestionable. The same car as before was parked right outside my building, and the man opened the car door and shoved me inside. Julius was in the backseat, and he didn’t look happy like he usually did. His cheeks appeared even more sunken than before, and his black brows were drawn. “What’s the meaning of this?” I asked him. “What are you doing?”“My people saw you
The next morning, I arrive at work on time. Since Anthony thinks I still have until the end of the week, he doesn't call me. My guess is that he wants me to approach him first. I don't even think that there's a point to telling him about Julius having people follow him. He's smart enough. He knows. I just have to do my part, which is give Julius what he wants so I can be free. This time, I'm hoping that I really won't come across Evan, but even as that thought crosses my mind, I realize how insane it sounds. Of course, I'm going to come across him! This is his house and anyway, at some point, he'll want to make sure that I'm gone. He paid me enough money to make me disappear. Only, I can't risk my son's life. That's why I'm here.He and Julius can deal with each other when the time comes. All I know is that I've put myself in considerable danger already. Julius opens the door with a smile on his face. Everything about this creeps me the hell out because he acts like he didn't jus
Evan's POVPhillippa hasn’t called me back since yesterday, and what concerns me the most is how this time, I just don’t seem to care enough. Before, I’d always try to make the first move and try to make amends, but so much has happened and my head is so damn full. I have a lot to do. I have to find out if Leo truly left the city like we agreed, and I also need to figure out how to deal with Julius. I can’t say I’m comfortable with someone like him knowing so much about my personal business. I admire Julius. I always have. He’s taught me a lot, and generally, I could say that he treated me like a son when I was first introduced to the family. He guided me through the whole process and he was helpful when I first planned on expanding my business. But I can’t have him ruin me. I know he’s a formidable opponent to have. My relationship with Phillippa is on the rocks and Julius will certainly want to get involved when he becomes aware of it. I’m not even sure if Phillippa told him ye
Evan's POV“What the fuck is the meaning of this!?” I ask aggressively as I approach them all. Barbara’s eyes blaze with fury. “Ha! There you are!”I look down at Leonora, who’s still on the ground, and my protective instincts kick in. I wrap a hand around her arm and pull her to her feet. Barbara becomes even more infuriated. She gives me a look of utter disbelief, but I don’t stop to think of how my rash actions will affect this. Right now, all I can focus on is the fact that she’s been hurt. It occupies my mind entirely and even surpasses my concern about maintaining a good relationship with the Montgomerys. “I’m glad you’ve showed up,” Barbara says in the coldest voice possible. “I couldn’t have planned this better if I tried.”My gaze shifts to Julius, who’s still by the door. He doesn’t join us out here; he just stays put. His eyes are on me and in them, I see the truth that he can’t conceal behind a smile the way he usually does. My interference—my very presence here—is inc
When Evan returns to the car, I ignore the look he gives me and just get in the car. Although he’s the last person in the world I wanted to see right now, at least he’ll be taking me away from this place. When Phillippa’s mother showed up and started practically attacking me, I didn’t know what to do. She demanded to know whether I had an affair with Evan. Of course, she called him Hector. When I said I didn’t, she hit me, and I never felt so humiliated in all my life. To make matters worse, she struck me so hard that I lost my balance and fell. That was when Evan showed up. Evan is furious. I can feel his anger emanating off him. He dumps my bag onto my lap and then starts the car. We’re not even out of the gate before he says, “You’ll leave tonight and I’ll deal with Julius accordingly. Are we understood?”A scoff leaves my lips. Does he really expect me to dump my future in his hands? I will never trust him to take care of this situation better than me. He doesn’t care enough;
Evan's POVIt’s late at night and for some reason, I can’t make myself go home. I’m on my third cigar now, and the bottle of whiskey in front of me is half-full. Right now, what I need is a distraction, and going back home is just going to remind me of the shit that’s been happening nonstop in my life. I took all my peaceful days for granted, and it’s a mistake I won’t be making again. I swivel around in my chair to stare out the window in my office that overlooks the city. The blinds haven’t been closed, so I still have the view. It’s breathtaking, and one of the things that I really loved about this office space before I bought it. I’m a little too drunk, but my thoughts are crystal clear. I’m not going to sit around and wait for her to ask me for help because that’s not going to happen. I have to act now that things haven’t gotten so bad. Thinking about that man in Julius’ cottage makes me angry. Who was he? I hadn’t questioned him about it but thinking of him now made me assu
Waking up in the morning is extremely difficult, mostly because I didn’t sleep much last night and I’m not looking forward to the day ahead of me. Every bone in my body is in pain, and when I go into the bathroom and look into the mirror, I see that my face is a little swollen where Phillippa’s mother hit me. I touch the bruise and it sends pain along my jawline. Angrily, I apply some makeup to my face and then get ready for the shit day this is going to be. I leave my apartment. I don’t have a way of locking the door, so I leave it at that. I stare at the stairs that lead up to the next floor, though, and I find myself thinking about Thomas. The time we spent together feels like a been distant memory at this point, and honestly, I hate it. I’m saddened. He was good to me. I should’ve known to stay away. I should’ve insisted.It’s too late for that now, so I exit the building and take what I think will be my last Uber to Evan’s house. I don’t think Julius will want to beat around t