-Eve--Eve-Vincent was out the whole morning and I couldn’t be more happier.“So what do you think of being an Executive Assistant?” Natalie asked all of a sudden, breaking the silence. “I kinda enjoyed it,” I admitted smiling. Aside from the pressure of working for Vincent, the job was pretty easy for me. At first, I was really afraid that I wouldn’t be able to do my job and get fired leaving me with so much debt, but it wasn’t hard at all. However, I know that it was because I had Natalie with me. “I’m glad you are enjoying it,” Natalie replied. “I know that you are not really working full-time right now but I really hope that you can continue doing part-time even when school starts again.” I looked at her in surprise. I almost forgot about school. I guess it was because my plans had changed. Initially, the plan was that Stephen and I would be married and I would stay at home for the first two years of our marriage to build our family. Stephen was ahead of me and had already ta
-Vincent-There are other places I would rather be than here. But being the heir of the Dreamweaver Corporation I have no choice but to endure this meeting. Actually, there is no problem with the meeting. You can make me go to every meeting there is, and I assure you that it will all go according to plan—everything except this one. Because a meeting that my grandmother has set up is something that never goes according to my plan. Don’t get me wrong, I love my grandmother. But I hate how she rushes me into marriage even though I told her several times already that it’s not for me.“Alright,” my Grandmother said as she looked at each of us. “That sums up our monthly meeting. Thank you all for coming and keep up the good work.”I hurriedly collected my things and rushed to the door, with no goodbyes, no hugs, and no kisses. Because those things just trap me.“Vincent,” my grandmother called out when I was just one step out of the room. I debated to just pretend that I didn’t hear her
-Eve-I am not sure what the hell was going on inside Vincent’s head. I know that he had saved me several times and I have to admit that I was the first one who pretended that he was my boyfriend but doing it for a long time is not my thing. Although I can’t say that I wasn’t tempted by his monetary offer. I don’t even know why he asked me when he could just ask any other girls. I know that they will be so willing to do it and they would even do it for free.“Why?” Vincent asked confusion filling his face.“I don’t know how to lie,” I lied. Seriously? I berated myself. I keep telling myself that I am not a liar even though it surprises me that I find myself lying almost all the time. I watched as Vincent’s brow rose, disbelieving me. “Okay,” I said as I raised both my hands. “I know I have lied several times but those are just white lies. What you’re asking of me is a long-term thing and I can’t do that. Not to mention that we need to fool your grandmother. Trust me, I am not a goo
-Vincent-I was in the meeting when Natalie called and told me about what happened to Evelyn’s grandmother. It was a good thing that I asked Carl to go back to the office to pick up some things that I needed for the next meeting. But once Carl gave me an update and her hunch as to what had happened to Evelyn’s grandmother, I decided to reschedule my meeting and let Carl focus on assisting Evelyn. “The doctors advised to keep Miss Anderson’s grandmother for the night to make sure that they didn’t miss anything,” Carl reported. I was glad that Evelyn’s grandmother was fine and that it was nothing serious, but what concerned me was what Carl found out. It seems that Evelyn’s grandmother was scammed. “Make sure to find out what exactly happened,” I told Carl, and I even asked him to make sure that everything that Evelyn and her grandmother needed had been taken care of. My phone rang as soon as I hung up with Carl, I immediately answered thinking it was Evelyn only to be disappointed
-Vincent-“Is your proposal still open?” She asked and the sound of desperation filled her voice. “Come in,” I said as I stepped aside for her to enter.She walked in but stayed just by the door as she crumpled and uncrumpled her hands as if she was not sure if she was doing the right thing or not. “Are you okay?” I asked, trying to check if she would change her mind or not. “Yes,” she whispered. I closed the door and led her to the living room.“Are you just going to stand there or are you telling me the purpose of this visit?”I watch her scurry towards the couch opposite mine and I can tell with the way her body moves that she’s here not because she wanted to but because she had no choice and I can’t say I am not disappointed by it. “Is your proposal still open?” She asked once again but the way she said it this time made me realize that whatever uncertainty she was battling earlier had now disappeared. “Yes,” I replied and I heard a sigh of relief. “Okay,” She said as she co
-Eve-I was a nervous wreck as I got home. I didn’t expect that Vincent would agree with everything, but he did. He fucking did. I replayed what had happened just an hour ago over and over to see if there was something that I had missed. “So,” I said as I looked at him with a smile, “What do we do now, babe?”I watched as his lips quirked up in a smile as he said, “Aren’t we in a rush, babe.” “I guess, I just want to make sure that things go smoothly,” I answered honestly. “Oh, don’t worry about a thing, because it would,” he replied teasing me once again. “For tonight, go home and rest because you will be very busy starting tomorrow.”“Busy?” I asked in confusion. Not sure if he would give me so many tasks as his executive assistant. “Yup,” he said as he stood from his seat. “Don’t come to work tomorrow. Carl will pick you up at ten in the morning.” I took that as a queue to leave. He led me to the door where one of his cars and Carl was waiting outside for me. Carl opened the
-Eve-My deal with Vincent felt so easy. Well, it is easy.All I have to do is play the role that Vincent asked me to and that’s it. But why does a part of me feel uneasy about it? That’s the power of money. It makes you do things out of the ordinary and justify your action with something like, ‘I have no choice but to do it.’ So even though I felt uneasy, I pushed it back and repeated the same mantra I had been repeating all my life, ‘It’s okay, I have no other choice.’Still, I don’t really have the choice to be choosy right now, especially since Vincent has already made a payment. “Where are we going?” I asked as I noticed that Carl didn’t go in the direction of Vincent’s office. “Creating your life,” Vincent replied.“What do you mean by that?” I asked in confusion. “I need my grandmother to think that you’re my prospect for marriage. To ensure that, I need to make sure that you would be able to fit the checklist she has.”“It’s not part of our agreement,” I blurted and he smil
-Eve-It took some time before the bookshop was done. And things had been pretty hectic since then. Vincent enrolled me in several classes that he thought would help me in performing my role well. Aside from my classes, Vincent and I continuously practice how to interact with each other to make sure that we won’t look awkward in front of everyone.It’s been weeks since the last time I saw him. He told me to finish what I needed to finish before our show officially began. He also told me to start letting my grandmother know that I have a new boyfriend because he doesn’t want to surprise her.I also went ahead and made sure that there weren’t any loose ends and no one would bother me and my grandmother again. So I went to the office after I got the money from Vincent to pay for the title of our house only to find out that the police had raided the office and returned all the titles to their respective owners.A part of me wanted to ask Vincent if he has something to do with it, but don’t
-Evelyn-“Do you want me to fuck you?”There’s something in the way that Vincent asked me about sex that didn’t intimidate me. Maybe it’s because he always teases me with it that the threat it used to possess slowly lost its power. Or maybe because the answer to that same question had changed.Was this really the end of the line for us?Would our contract end if I said no?Shouldn’t I be happy that it’s finally ending? That I would finally be free?Then why does my heart ache just thinking that this would be the last time that I would see him?Will I be okay
-Evelyn-Is it possible for a person to disappear? Or better yet vanish into thin air?I know that these things only happen in fictional stories. I even used to read the same exact scene happening to me right now in one of the books I have read. It just hits differently when you’re the one who is embarrassed and humiliated.“Drink this,” Vincent said pushing a tablet and a glass of water. We were currently eating breakfast and Vincent was quiet all morning. He was busy looking at his tablet while drinking his coffee.I took it without saying anything. What do you even say after a drunk confession?“You left,” I rep
-Vincent-It took a bit of my self-control not to give in.“Then take everything from me.”I could have ended this endless push and pull between us by doing it. I could have pushed her back and tied her hands on the bedpost and fuck her senseless. Take what I want and just get over it. I could have been selfish and just put the two of us out of misery. But she was drunk. Maybe not as drunk as she was in the club. Still, I am not sure if the courage that she possesses right now comes from the alcohol or from herself. “Sleep, Evelyn,” it was both a plea and an order. “You’ll thank me in the morning.” I left the bedroom and closed the room behind me harder than I should as if that was enough to relieve all of my pent-up rage. I looked at the living room and contemplated staying on the couch. But I didn’t trust myself enough not to do something stupid while staying close to her, so I left Evelyn alone once again. I hated myself for it.I knocked on the door twice and Tony opened it o
-Vincent-I’m gonna kill Garrett. That idea has been stuck in my head all night. First, for making me leave Evelyn because he thinks he knows me more than I know myself, second for getting Evelyn so drunk that someone almost took advantage of her, third for making Evelyn sick, fourth for making us all come here, fifth for making them go shopping and making Evelyn choose this damn dress, sixth… I can’t think anymore but I can always come up with something. As much as I want to blame everything on Garrett, I know that I was more to blame than him. The moment I saw her dancing like that on the dance floor and with that asshole coming to talk to her, all I saw was red. I have never liked and hated a color as much as I do now. But I have to admit that whatever doubts I had about what it was I was feeling for Evelyn, it was long gone now. I want her.Only her and no one else. But let me remind you that wanting someone doesn’t mean that you love them. And a girl like Evelyn goes for
-Evelyn-Vincent was gone when I woke up. Despite the little freedom and alone time I had, I was not sure if I should be glad of it or not. But as I walked around the empty penthouse suite, I realized how big Vincent’s presence was regardless if he only sat in one corner brooding over something on his phone or teasing me.We might be bound by a piece of paper, but why do I feel there was so much more? I hate being unsure. Hate stepping forward only to take three steps back. But what I hate more is the fact that I think I am falling for the guy I shouldn’t fall in love with. “No,” I said, putting a frown on Vincent’s face, “there’s one more,” I added.“Okay,” Vincent replied crossing his strong arms in front of his chest. “What is it?” He asked impatiently.“Do not fall in love with me.”I sunk onto the couch in the living room and I wiped my face with my hands. “Don’t fall in love my ass,” I cursed to myself. I know that I said that because I was so sure then that I would never
-Vincent-Finally, some peace and quiet, well at least literally. I looked at the open bedroom and watched as Evelyn slept peacefully. I saw how tired she was since we arrived in this room until she decided to join her friends for a shopping spree that I knew was not something she enjoyed. All because I pushed her too far. It was a playful teasing, kind of foreplay for me, and I know that there are times she almost gave in. But Tony was right, Evelyn is not like us. And the faster I accept that, the better.Here I was judging her ass of a boyfriend when I was doing the exact same thing but worse. I am not a romantic guy, I don’t do things like flowers, courting, endless dinner dates, or even cuddling. It’s not my style. Hell, I didn’t even do that for her.Everyone thought that I loved her and that I was heartbroken when I lost her. But what they didn’t know was that there was never an us. Sure, we were seen together and I enjoy spending time with her especially since she can sa
-Evelyn-I don’t really enjoy shopping. Well, shopping for clothes, bags, or shoes, that is. I rarely go to the mall, mainly because I don’t have the luxury to do so before, but if I do, you won’t see me in department stores. You would see me in bookstores instead. I am a bookish person, and an introvert who finds her happiness staying at home, curled up in a quiet room with a book in my hand. The only time I was not doing that was when I was with Stephen. I hate that I always kept thinking about him these past few days. Well not romantically at least. It was more of a realization moment for me. Realization of how bad my choices are when it comes to men even though he was the only boyfriend that I had ever had. Well before my fake relationship with Vincent. Fake relationship, I repeated to myself, making sure that I won’t forget that first word. Lately, I can’t help but compare my relationship with Stephen versus my relationship with Vincent. I know that I shouldn’t do it becaus
-Eve-One of the worst things about being in a fake relationship is catching feelings. It hadn’t been an issue when we started this game. Vincent has always proved that he was someone I wouldn’t want to be with.I’m not even sure when it started or how. Not sure if started when he bought the bookstore for me or when saved me several times from Stephen. When I first saw him, he was naked with a woman in bed, I always thought that he was the filthiest man in the entire world. I knew that I didn’t want any piece of him at that time. But the more time I spend with him, the more I get to know him. The wall I carefully created between us slowly crumbles. At first, I tried to deny whatever it was I was feeling and dismissed it as a crush, something every other girl feels about him. Regardless of his constant mood swings, Vincent Beckett is a sight to die for. He stands six foot eleven, every girl’s ideal height with broad shoulders, buffed but not in a scary way like the bouncers you find
-Vincent-Sin City…I know I was not in a good mood going here. Didn’t even want to be here. Well, if it’s just me and Evelyn then that’s a totally different conversation. I know that Evelyn and I had bonded over the plane ride. It was fun to know how easily I could push her buttons and watch her cheeks turn crimson or how her eyes widen whenever she was surprised or embarrassed. I also came to the conclusion that her ex was nothing but an asshole and a douchebag. “So,” Garrett said placing his arms around my neck as he looked at me while wearing that smug smile that I wanted nothing more but to erase from his face. “It seems like you are now in a good mood,” he added.“I was,” I replied not even hiding my irritation from him. “Oh, come on,” He said, still smiling smugly. “I know why you’re in that mood.”I turned to face him, and the glint in his told me that he was up to something. “It’s been a while since you got laid,” his voice low and serious. “I know that you have officiall