-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-I don’t know if it was because of the mood or if it was because we hadn’t seen each other for such a long time that we both gave in to what our bodies had been craving ever since we sat at the dining table. I know that Vincent told me everytime that he doesn’t make love, that he only fuck women for release. And yet, every time that he was inside of me, I felt otherwise. The care and attention he gives me sometimes make me feel greedy. It makes me want more. If there was a way for me to keep him, I would. I might even sell my soul to the devil if it meant that his grandmother would accept me. Accept us. I might seem to be brazen, but I am not. Trust me, I am not. But I already had a deal with a devil, and it turned out okay. Well, for now, at least. Because I know what I gave in return for this small piece of heaven I am experiencing.I just wish that when the time comes, my heart would be strong enough to mend all the broken pieces. “You broke your promise,” Vincent said a
-Eve-Three elegant dresses lay on the bed before me. They were dresses sent by his friend. A friend who obviously has amazing taste. They are all made of different materials, and all of them have their own characteristics. I sigh as the pang of jealousy starts to grow bigger inside of me. I am not the jealous type, and I have never been jealous, even when I was with Stephen. I am not sure why. But when I found out about him and Stella, I was angry because I felt betrayed. But after everything that had happened, that betrayal made it easy for me to move on. I don’t even know what it feels like to envy someone who has something you wish you had. Never jealous of Brie’s social standing. Nor Vincent’s money. But ever since I realized I had feelings for Vincent, feelings like jealousy and envy have always shown themselves. And I hate that I have no right to even feel those feelings. Another heavy sigh escaped my lips as I took another look at the dresses in front of me. The blue dre
-Eve-“By the way,” Vincent said as he pulled away from the woman with auburn hair turned towards me, and pulled me closer to him before facing the woman again. “This is my fiance,” he said, surprising me. “Evelyn.” I stared at the man beside me, who had a big smile on his lips. But that was not the only thing that took me by surprise. Another thing that I recognized just now was the way his face was beaming at her. Was he making her jealous? Why is he so happy?Or was he just so good at acting and not showing her what he truly feels?“The popular girl that stole the heart of the most elusive bachelor,” her voice was sultry and confident and I am not sure if she was flirting with Vincent or not. I turned to face her and gave her the best smile I could come up with. She pulled me to her and gave me a kiss on both cheeks. She doesn’t only look good but also smells good. There was nothing about this woman that wasn’t likable. If I was a guy I would fall for her too.Someone came a
-Eve-I don’t know what I would feel after hearing Vincent’s story. I am not even sure if I was supposed to know that. But if there was one thing it did, it made me understand why Vincent was not into relationships. I wish I would know who that girl was. I wish there was a way for me to make the bad memories and pain to go away. I also need to know who the hell the obsessed girl was. Why she did what she did. If she was a damn heiress, she has more options than others. I guess people really want what they can’t have. And even if you are a heiress, it doesn’t mean that you could have everything.“Sometimes, I wish I was not born into my family,” Ems said, as she looked at the night sky. Her cheeks were crimson and she had that far away look in her eyes. “I just want to be a normal person, you know.” This time she turned to face me, waiting for my response. “Why?” I asked. “Money and power can’t get you everything you want. It can’t even let you buy happiness.” “What do you mean?”
-Eve-One thing I hated the most was being powerless. And I hate myself for not doing anything at that moment but watching her and letting her know that she wasn’t alone. I tried to justify my act by telling myself it was what she wanted. I try to reason out with myself that I don’t know if I would be able to help her or not. I don’t know if I would be able to save her or be a victim myself. When in reality I was just a coward. Just like the coward I am, I hid in silence, not once taking my eyes off the woman with auburn hair and whiskey eyes as she looked back at me as if I were her lifeline. I don’t know how long I stayed there, but it felt like forever until finally, the beating stopped. The man continued to talk bullshit but I never took my eyes away from Ems whose focus was on me.I waited trying my best to hold onto my patience and not do something that would do Ems more harm until the man decided to leave. I waited until the door of the main room closed before crawling to
-Vincent-I hate it when Evelyn thinks I am like the usual asshole that she knew. But then again, I was really an asshole towards her when I first met her. Okay, maybe I had been an asshole most of the time. But I have changed. Shouldn’t that count for something?“Vincent,” my grandmother called my name. She was introducing me to someone I don’t really care to know. I would have said something to irritate my grandmother but Evelyn is with me tonight and I don’t want to give her another reason to tell me that Evelyn isn’t suited to be my fiance. So I swallowed my pride and greeted the woman in front of me. “Vincent Beckett,” I said offering her a hand and my most well-crafted smile. My business smile.“Rose Hothorne,” she replied as she shook my hand. “Rose is the heiress of the Hothorne Enterprises,” my grandmother introduces. In normal circumstances, I have already made a sarcastic remark or rolled my eyes but I am no longer that person. What I do no longer just represents me. What
-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.