-Eve-The bell rang, a sign that the weekend was here. Everyone was shouting and excited. All of them have plans for the weekend just like everyone else. There was a time when I didn’t have any plans at all. Just stayed with my grandmother and spent the day with her or with Stephen, but usually, he was busy during the weekends. “Let’s go,” Vincent said as he took my bag from me. “Didn’t know that Vincent Beckett was a gentleman,” I said teasingly, earning that smile of his that I begin to like.“Oh, Evelyn, nothing is gentle about me,” he said with a smirk. “Eve,” Alyana called out. I turned and found her running towards us.“Yes?” But instead of talking to me, she faced Vincent. “Don’t forget, this is a girl’s night out, meaning no boys.” Her tone was serious, like she was threatening him. “For now, I trust you and you alone. If you know what I mean.”Vincent nodded. “I know what you mean,” he replied.“Okay, what’s with this cryptic exchange?” I asked, hating to be the one l
-Eve-“You’ll call me if something happened or if you want to go home,” Vincent said for the eighth time tonight, but this time, he was getting my things in the backseat of his car. “And I’ll pick you up at seven in the morning, sharp,” he added as he handed me my bag for the sleepover while living my other bag that I’ll be using when he takes me for a forty-eight-hour date. “I know, I know,” I said, shaking my head in disbelief. When I first met Vincent, I would have never thought of him as a nagger. It wasn’t just his style. He may be a playful and arrogant prick who enjoys torturing others, but I have never imagined him the way he is right now. Even though I enjoy the attention that he is giving me right now, I would still prefer the silent, moody, and confident Vincent over this over-protective and nagging of a boyfriend. “Eve,” he called out, stopping me from getting inside Brie’s cafe, even though I was already at the door. “What?” I asked, sighing as frustration was slowly
-Eve-After hearing what Brie said, I can’t help but be angry. I know that it has nothing to do with me but it was still a dick move for Emmet. I don’t even know why he had to do that. I mean, it wasn’t like we were bothering them. Come to think of it. Emmet just tag along. Garrett was always planning things for us even though we didn’t ask him to. The only real connection we have with them is the connection that Vincent and I have. “I told you that those guys couldn’t be trusted.” Alyana's anger toward them has now tripled, and unlike before, I never tried to tell her to give them a chance.“Not all of them,” Brie replied softly. “I know that what Emmet did, but you see, the rest of them were kind to us.”I was always a very understanding person, always giving the benefit of the doubt. I thought I could never hate a person as much as I hated Stephen, but god, was I wrong. Because at that moment there was nothing I wanted to do more than to strangle Emmet. “They are all bad news,”
-Vincent-After dropping Evelyn off, I went straight to the new house I had purchased for Evelyn. And I couldn’t be more happy to know that Tony was able to convince the King of Norrustra to do the same. The Royals Mansion is the most luxurious, safest place any person could buy a house from. Before anyone can buy a home here, an extensive background check has to be made. Not only that, but they also need to be part of their exclusive club called The Regal. For some, they have to pay to be part of the exclusive club. For others, it is offered for free, because the mere mention of one’s name as member is like free advertisement. What makes The Royal Mansuon different from the rest is that you can be a member of the exclusive club but not a homeowner because the background checks made for the homeowners are different. When Tony told me what had happened, and god how I wanted to punch Emmet’s face at that, I immediately did some research and found the place. Especially when Alyana st
-Eve-It’s been a while since I laughed this much. Despite the anxiety that was building inside of me, I am still glad to have had this time with my friends.“Maybe I should kidnap Emmet,” Brie slurred. “And make him do things I wanted then throw him away after I used him.” “You’re evil,” I replied, slurring myself. But despite the haze that we are all in. I know that we are not yet drunk enough not to know what the hell it was that we’re doing. If there was one thing that this drunken state does to us, it is to loosen our tongues and say things we couldn’t say when we are sober. “I am so envious of you now, my friend,” Brie admitted as she popped a chip in her mouth.My eyes grew big with her admission, not understanding how she can say that when she was a fucking princess. “I know I sounded like a selfish brat, which is I am right now. But the thought of you finding a man to love and who loves you back is something I don’t think I will have in this lifetime.”“We don’t need men,
-Eve-“Make it stop!” I begged, but I am not sure if my voice was heard. Honestly, I don’t know if I was the one who spoke since it didn’t sound like my voice. All I can remember is the blaring sound of the alarm that sounded like the alarms the bank uses when someone tries to rob them. “Please,” I begged again. “Make it stop!” I am not sure if I was screaming, but it felt like that since my throat hurt. “It’s really hard to trust the three of you,” I heard someone say. I tried to open my eyes, but I was blinded by the light behind him. I grimaced once my eyes made contact with the shiny light behind him. “What would I do with you?’ I am not sure if he was asking me or if he was complaining. But whoever this guy is, I love his voice. “Are you my angel?” I asked, leaning towards the warmth that the voice brought exudes. I rubbed my face against his chest like a cat asking for some attention. “You smell good.” I don’t know what the hell I was saying because I don’t understand what t
-Vincent-I thought I could never love a woman so much, but once again, Evelyn proved me wrong. I watched as the love of my life slept soundly on the air bed in the middle of my limousine as if she was not kidnapped like what she was accusing me earlier. A part of me already knew that this would happen, but I never thought I would like it as much as I did. Evelyn has always been this quiet girl filled with secrets. A woman who deserved to have anything and everything she wanted but always thought otherwise. She could have used me all she wanted because she literally had me wrapped around her fingers, but she never did.She didn’t have anyone but her grandmother. After Alyana told me about Evelyn telling them about us and the way she threatened me if I was to hurt Evelyn, I was more happy than angry after knowing that Evelyn broke our contract. A contract that no longer exists since the night she gave me everything she has. I was glad to hear that because, finally, someone had her
-Eve-I woke up with a throbbing headache, in a place I didn't recognize, in a very big king-size bed, in the most elegant room I have ever seen. The wind blows the curtain in as the light from outside shows a reddish-orange-pink glow. Reddish-orange-pink glow…The color combination made me sit up in bed as I scanned the room I was in, looking for something to tell me that what I was thinking of was wrong. My eyes roamed the room, but I didn’t find what I was looking for.Instead, that’s when I realized that I was no longer in Brie’s mansion. I removed the covers from my body and recognized something else. I wasn’t wearing my clothes. The ones that I was wearing at that moment were too big to be mine. I begin to panic as I remember something that had happened last night. Unfortunately for me, all I have are fragments of it. I stood but immediately fell back on the bed as my throbbing headache felt like it was being hammered with several nails at the same time. I need to calm down
-Eve-*Trigger warning: "This content may contain depictions of [violence, sexual assault, trauma etc.] that some readers may find disturbing." If you are sensitive to this topic, please skip this chapter. Vincent’s other side definitely took me by surprise.They were also right. This is beyond me. I know that Vincent is different. I just didn’t know that he was that different. “Breathe, little devil,” Vincent whispered. Sending chills down my spine. I exhaled the breath I didn’t know I was holding as I let the view in front of me unfold. I don’t know how to describe what I was feeling right now. Not sure if I could even find the right words. All I know is that this isn’t something I was expecting. “You have the power over everything, little devil,” Vincent reminded. “You have the power to stop everything; all you have to say is your safe word. If this makes you uncomfortable, all you have to do is say your safe word.”A part of me was tempted to do just that. Part of me thinks
-Eve-I don’t know where we are going. I don’t know what is happening. Because I did not see anything, I didn’t know why they had to wear this black cotton cloth over my head. When he placed it over my head, I almost panicked until he slapped my ass playfully. I am not panicking right now because I can feel him beside me. I can smell him beside me, and I am not sure if it was because of the black bag over my head or if it was because I miss Vincent, but every movement he makes just heightens my anticipation. “Is this cloth really necessary?” I asked. “Yes, little devil,” he replied. The low tone of his voice sent a shiver down my spine. It was sexy, it was hot. I felt my pussy clenched. I felt the car we were in stop, but we didn’t get out of the car yet. Instead, I heard hushed whispers, but I couldn’t make out the words that they were saying. The suspense is killing me. “So, this is the girl that won Vincent Beckett’s heart,” a woman with a thick accent said. Although I am no
-Vincent-I know that we’re stepping on unknown ground. I know that I am pushing my luck. But that silent whisper at the back of my head wouldn’t stop telling me to take the chance. To take the risk. But my friends are afraid. That’s the reason why they are here now. I understand where they are coming from, and I have already pushed this idea to the back of my mind so many times. So afraid of what the results might be. So afraid that I might lose the only person who made me realize that my heart was actually beating.But I don’t want to hide from her anymore. I want to have Evelyn as a whole. I want to have everything that she could give me. Even those parts of her that she’s afraid for me to see. Which is why I am pushing for this. I want her to see the worst of me and hope that she will be able to accept it. “Okay,” I finally relent, “We will go now, but before we leave, I want you to give me a safe word.”“Fuck!” I heard Garrett say, but I never tore my eyes from the fiery wom
-Eve-Vincent was tense the whole afternoon. He tries to deny it, but I can see it in his movements and the way his hands keep running through his hair. I know that it wasn’t easy for him to be this open to anyone. It wasn’t easy for him to change what he was used to before he met me. Which is why I appreciate all his efforts in making me feel how much he wanted me to be part of his life. “You need to calm down,” I said, looking up from the book he gave me, watching him pace back and forth in front of me. “Baby,” I called, making him turn to face me. “You are making me nauseous with all the walking that you are doing in front of me. What is bothering you?” He released a loud exhale before walking towards me and taking the seat beside me.“I’m sorry,” he apologized. “You are just so important to me, and I am really afraid that you would go and run away from me.”My eyebrow rose in curiosity was slowly getting the best of me. “Can’t you really tell me where you’re taking me, and why
-Eve-I hate it when bad people win.I hate the fact that, after all the bad things that they had done, they wouldn’t get punished for it. Those people are the kind of people I hate the most. How can they get away from all the bad things that they have done and leave those who are good with so much pain? And why the hell do bad things happen to good people? What the hell have they done that was so wrong for them to deserve such pain? But that’s not what bothers me most. What bothers me is the fact that I was also on the receiving end of that pain. Why did it have to happen to me? What did I do that was so wrong to deserve all the things that had been happening to me?I was a kind and understanding girlfriend. I was kind and helpful to my bestfriend, and yet those two people that I cared for never thought twice of hurting me or ruining the life that I had planned for us.Why do people always take advantage of others? Why can’t they just be truthful enough to just tell me that they don
-Eve-*Trigger warning: "This content may contain depictions of [violence, sexual assault, trauma etc.] that some readers may find disturbing." If you are sensitive to this topic, please skip this chapter. “So what is it that you’re going to tell me?” I asked in between bites, waiting for him to start talking. “It’s about someone who used to be my girlfriend.” I heard that he only had one girlfriend, and it was a fake one. I am just not sure if this was the same story as the one the Ems told me. “And how she disappeared from the world.”Wait… What?I stared at him even though I promised not to react until he was done with what it was he was going to tell me, but unfortunately, I failed. “Sorry for surprising you, I hope that I didn’t scare you. I promise that I will explain everything to you if you would like to hear my side of the story.” Vincent Beckett was a confident man, and I could see that this was something he was not used to. He always has the last say. Regardless of wh
-Vincent-I am a strong person. I can handle a lot of things that normal people couldn’t. Starting at a young age, my grandmother has already honed me and trained me to be as hard and as strong as titanium. She repeatedly explained that if I want to survive the business, I should be ruthless, smart, goal-oriented, and strong. I was all of those things and more, which is why people who don’t know me viewed me as someone who was cold, uncaring, and ruthless.But the moment I saw Evelyn, under my dress shirt cabinet, naked and scared, something inside me broke. I didn’t know my titanium walls had begun to show some tears and cracks, not until today. I kneeled slowly, praying that I would see the woman I had been looking for all morning. And when I took a peep underneath my dress shirt, just behind the mountain of coats, was my little devil. “Hey, baby,” I whispered, not wanting to scare her. I watched her unfocused eyes turn and met mine. “Vincent,” her voice was shaky, and the f
-Eve & Vincent-*Trigger warning: "This content may contain depictions of [violence, sexual assault, trauma etc.] that some readers may find disturbing." If you are sensitive to this topic, please skip this chapter. -Eve-The next morning, I feel like shit.That was exactly how I felt when I woke up. It felt like I had been working every second of my life, and my body was so sore. I turned to face the other side, looking for Vincent, but found it empty instead. “Vincent?” I called out, breaking the deafening silence that surrounds me. My heart rate starts to pick up its pace. As if there was something urgent that it needed to go to. I pulled the covers away from my body as I sat up. That’s when I realized that my senses went on overdrive. My ears were on high alert because if there is one sense that could help me in my situation, it would be my sense of hearing. I was able to prepare myself for all sorts of things because of my sense of hearing. I knew what was waiting for me whi
-Eve-“Before you tell me how you feel, there’s something that you should know.”I learned not long ago that when people tell me that there is something that I should know first before I make my final decision, it doesn’t always mean a good thing. “You’re making me nervous,” I said with a chuckle trying to hide the anxiousness that I was feeling.“I don’t mean to scare you off, but I just want to be totally honest with you. That’s how much you mean to me. Because I don’t want to have just parts of you. I want to have your everything.” Seeing how earnest he was and how much he wanted us to work makes me feel something I have never felt for so long. It made me feel loved.“I don’t think there’s something about you that could make me think bad about you.” Ever since I had met Vincent, there was nothing about him that wasn’t true. I am not sure if he knows it but ever since I met him, I was never afraid of being lied to or cheated, because he never gave me any reason to think that way.