Madeline's POV
The pictures glared back at me, my secrets about to be spilled before everyone. Secrets I had worked hard to bury. I lowered myself quickly, trying to ignore the way blood filled my head, almost blinding me.
Doomed, the voice in my head chanted. If Adam got a whiff of these pictures, if he knew they existed, proof that I had access to his office, to John's office as well, I was doomed.
He would definitely pursue it hotly. Granted he might not have if I hadn't come back into his life. He may have overlooked it all like he did two years ago when he broke off the engagement.
But now?
Now that the man wanted to break out of my claws using any means necessary, now that I had his mother in the palm of my hands, He definitely would not let this go. Adam would do everything he could to haul my ass in jail.
Adam's POV"I'm afraid I have to leave so early," The old man before me spoke, a smile on his face. He was one of the oldest partners of the Stone foundation, Gerald Oslow. Quite the hilarious man. He had made time to come for the party despite his old age and weak body.Oslow had long been a fan of my mother. According to her, when my bastard father died, Oslow had been the very first to talk her into another marriage. He had been supportive and they would most likely have suited each other. But my mother had had enough of men and was glad to be free."Thank you for coming, Mr Oslow," I greeted, holding a hand out.Right after cutting the cake, he had led me out of the hall, wanting to catch up on old times. I hadn't wanted to at first. There were too many shots running through my head at that point, I wasn't sure what I was doing.When
Tom's POV"You!"In a million years, I never would have expected that those words would be the first that Adam Stone's mother would say to me.Well at first, I did think it was me. The way she had looked up vehemently and glared right at me had been intense. Hell I had been sure she would rip my head off.Until I noticed she wasn't looking at me. She was looking at Eve. And why on earth would Isabella Stone glare at my wife with such intensity? I glanced at Eve to see her face had paled and frowned. What was going on? Was she taken aback by the woman's vehement words or was it something else?"What are you doing here?!" Mrs Stone's sharp words cut through my ears and when I glanced at her, she was on her feet. I hadn't lied when I said she didn't look old.The woman literally jumped to her feet as if her legs were made of s
Madeline POVWhen I stepped out of the hallway John had dragged me into, every single fiber of my body slacked in relief. The adrenaline was gone. My heart thumped slowly as I slowly registered what had happened.What could have happened."I could have died!" I gasped, clutching my head. The dull throb was back. John had hit the damn thing on the wall too many times like the cruel bastard he was.Just what would he have done if I hadn't thought of a plan that quickly?! The jackass would have put a bullet right through my brain.My eyes snapped close as I recalled the sound of the gun clicking, the feel of that shiny smooth metal against my head.You almost died Madeline, a voice in my head said for clarity and I nodded glumly. I almost did. Right there, at the party, while people drank and hollered, I wa
Eve's POVI was terrified as hell.No, terrified had to be an understatement. There were no words to describe the terror I had felt.When Tom had insisted that he had to give Mrs Stone her gift personally, I knew I was doomed. I knew that she was definitely going to cause a scene and everything I had fought to hide would be up.It had been nothing short of a miracle that she had t noticed me at her party in the first place. But showing up before her, trying to give her a gift? I might as well be wearing neon signs all over my body calling for her attention.But Tom couldn't be reasoned with. Tom always had to get his way. If he wanted to give gifts to Mrs Stone, then he would make sure he did. If he wanted to catch her eyes and draw attention to himself, he would do so by all means.I understood, well to a
Tom's POVI walked into my study, thoughts muddling up in my head. While I had been preparing for the party that morning, I hadn't expected to get home so damned confused and irritated.Confused about Adam's mother's debacle right there in public. She may have noted it down to having poor memories, but I didn't think I believed her. The woman had been really intense and it did look like she would spew fire.And she had looked at Eve with such familiarity. But the loophole that concerned how they could have met was there to be filled. Besides, all the adjectives she used in describing Eve were words that suited a more outgoing, slutty person.Eve rarely left the house. And the idiotic woman had spent the entire party either hiding or cowering from everyone. The last thing she was, was outgoing. The woman was a hermit crab if anything. Those words definitely did not
Adam's POV"Thank you for coming, have a safe trip home,""Thank you, Stone. I had a blast!" The last of the guests to remain, slipped into his car and drove off. I watched his car speed through a curve and he was out of sight. "Can we go now?" Anabelle groaned behind me. She stood in the parking lot with me, with my mother sitting on a chair an usher had gotten her, looking rather exhausted but smiling like she had won a lottery.I remembered her smile when she saw the party. The tears of joy on her face as I pulled the unexpected and a grin tugged at my lips.Was it worth it? Absolutely! Mother deserved all of that and more. I simply wished that I could do more. I wished that I could give her way more than that.I walked towards them, giving her a smile. "Are you okay, Mother?""Okay?" Sh
Eve's POV"Eve, why the hell isn't my breakfast on the dining table?"Ah crap. My hands trembled as I flipped the eggs, wishing they would cook faster. Every part of me trembled. It was mostly annoying. I ought to be used to this by now. I should be used to him telling at the top of his lungs making ridiculous requests.It was just six thirty in the morning. Tom never got up this early and it made me wonder why.Did he have another child to traffic? Was he trying to get ready quickly so he could go sell someone else's child?! My fist tightened around the spatula as I struggled to fight the tears."Ma'am!" Nuren yelled, calling my attention. A choking smell filled the air and I scoffed."Of course it's burnt! I take my mind off it for a second and it suddenly gets burned!""Eve!" 
Eve's POVI flopped on the sofa tired as hell. I hadn't done much work that morning but the pain from moving around made it hard. Now that Tom was gone, I was simply grateful for a chance to lay on the sofa without getting yelled at.The sound of the vacuum could still be heard around the room. Nuren must be cleaning the guest rooms. She was quite the hard worker. I suppose that was also why Tom had hired her in the first place. The woman could work herself to death.Sometimes I wondered about her family. When did she get the chance to see them? I wasn't sure of the arrangement she had with Tom. Which was also pretty sad if you asked me. I was the mistress of the house and yet my maid knew more about me than I knew about her.I knew she had a family. Sometimes, very rarely however, she would mention a son or a daughter.Realizing I had sp
Eve's POV"Madam?!"Ah crap. I snuggled deeper into my husband's arm, wishing Nuren would disappear. Why on earth was she at our door?!"Madam?! Madam you have to wake up!"No I do not!"No she does not!" Adam yelled groggily, hugging me tighter. He must be mad at her for running our sleep as well."But she has to!" Nuren said stubbornly."Ignore her," I mumbled to him, running my hands over his skin.He hummed in response. "It's a fucking Saturday. We ought to be allowed to sleep in,""Not like
Eve's POVGolden.He was all I could see. All I could feel. His scent drove me heady and aching with desire. I gripped the counter, hanging on, waiting, anticipating.Cold air whipped against my exposed skin as he yanked down the dress and tossed it aside. His breathing was ragged as he trailed kisses down my arched back, to my ass.He let out a hiss, smacking the cheeks, sending painful thrills up my spine and down to my pussy."Adam," I moaned, pushing against him. "Oh please, please."‘Ah fuck, I love it when you beg," he mumured huskily, giving me another smack. Heat pooled between my thighs and my juices spilled down my thighs. Another smack and soon he had me writhing and mewling begging him to give me what I wanted. What we both wanted."So fucking eage
Adam's POVI watched Eve walk side by side with her mother on the patio. It had taken a great deal of work and patience to convince her mother to come. I had to send the video of Tom molesting Eve to her and that seemed to change everything.That seemed to reveal the truth.They seemed fine now, happy.They had hugged and held each other for hours, weeping buckets while I stood there watching. It tore me to bits, seeing her cry. But she needed it. I knew that."You did good," Mother said, joining me on the balcony where I stood. "I'm sure you've made her very happy.""Thank you mother," I murmured while taking a sip from my brandy. "That was the goal.""Oh," my mother arched her brow in a manner that told me she had something else to say. "And the goal
Eve's POV"Wake up Eve,"A pair of lips teased and tickled my ears. I moaned, melting deeper against his touch. His very familiar touch."Mhmm," I purred, moaning softly as his hands stroked my arm."Are you up, my pet?"Oh I was . I was now. I had spent the past few days in Adam's arms.But as much as I enjoyed his presence,I feared that it would all end. I tried to push away those thoughts, telling myself that I was just being paranoid.As I opened my eyes, I saw his face looming over me, a smile playing on his lips. It sent a shiver down my spine and a soft sigh slipped from my lips. Adam leaned in closer, his eyes darkening with desire. The air between us crackled with tension.“Hey,” I whispered.“He
Eve's POVAdam drove us down to his house. Nuren had cried her eyes out when he had announced to everyone else that he was taking me with him. With the way she had cried, you would think Adam was carting me off all the way to the moon. But I was sure she was only too happy for me.The drive was quiet. And yet it felt so... Peaceful. The days after the incident at the warehouse had felt like that. Slow and peaceful and it was good.In the meantime.His house... Scratch that, his mansion was huge!The gate creaked open as we approached, revealing a long driveway lined with blooming cherry blossom trees. The mansion loomed ahead, its grandeur taking my breath away. Adam guided the car to a stop in front of the massive oak doors, and I stepped out, feeling small against the backdrop of opulence.“I thought y
Adam's POVFour days. They passed by in a blur. I couldn't remember much about what happened, but I could remember how I felt every single second.Afraid. Terrified. Devastated. Nothing had prepared me for what I had seen. Nothing had prepared me to lose Eve.When Tom had shot her, I was pretty sure I went mad. It had taken Micheal and the police to pry me off a bloodied Tom by the time I was done. The ambulance took its damned sweet time to arrive so while I called the pilot to the private jet, Micheal had checked her wound and helped do first aid. And I had held her in my arms on the flight home.Pale. She grew pale rapidly. Her pretty skin had lost its color until she looked so drained it terrified the shit out of me.I could feel the weight of her in my arms, her breath shallow and weak against my chest. Panic surged thr
Author's POVWell duty called.Micheal Hamilton sped down the road that led outside New York city, a happy grin on his face. One would think he was on his way to attend a freaking birthday party with how excited he looked."Will you stop grinning like that?" Adam who sat in the passenger seat said with a concerned look. "It's fucking creepy man."Micheal chuckled and took a sharp turn at the same time, earning a glare from his best friend. It had been a while since they left Isabella Stone mansion and frankly he had expected Adam to rain down his questions.Instead, his best friend behaved as typical as anyone would expect Adam Stone to. He sat in the passenger seat quietly, occasionally glancing at him. If Micheal had to guess , he would say Adam was trying to connect the dots and figure out who or what he was exactly. 
Adam's POV"Your mother says, your little miss Eve is hanging around somewhere,"Those were the first words Micheal said when I met him at the gate. He had the damned cocky grin on his face as if something permanently amused him."Perhaps I do," I chuckled, slipping my hands in my pocket. "With that grin on your face, I'm not so sure I want you to meet her.""Oh please, I have to. I need to know the woman who makes you do the craziest of shit," Micheal crackled, walking ahead of me into my mother's house."Try not to say shit when you meet her,""Shit like what?" he asked innocently and I just knew he was going to try something crazy when he saw Eve.We stopped by Mom's study to say."Hello, boys," Mom greeted us with a warm smile. She looked
Tom's POV"That bastard!" I spat as I scaled down the wall with Eve, gritting my teeth in disgust.I had watched him stroll with her. As if she were his. As if he had the right to.Now it all seemed to be clear. To be so fucking clear."Take her to the spot," Barlow ordered, jumping in right after me. "I'll signal the men."After a whole damned argument session with Barlow, he finally agreed to help. But what could possibly be much more valuable to Adam Stone? If we could get him to take back the charges and then say he had come up with the fake proof and lied that we were trafficking then everything would be solved.There was nothing the word of a billionaire could not accomplish. But the problem however had been discovering how to make Adam Stone give in. I had snuck into his mother's hou