Eve's POV
When I had seen Adam, I'd prayed for the earth to open up and swallow me. And like always, my prayers were unanswered. It had been so uncomfortable listening to Tom as he spoke to me while Golden glared daggers at me.
The shock in his eyes when Tom had introduced me as his wife had been evident. To me at least. Tom, however, seemed oblivious as usual, he was rather focused on glaring at me as well.
I knew it was a dumb idea to bring food for a man who didn't give a shit about me. He seemed quite annoyed with me. And that I was used to. What I wasn't used to was him calling me pet names. When he had called me honey, I could swear that my stomach dropped in fear.
I had messed up. That was the only thing I could deduce from his hard gaze when he beckoned for me to come closer. I never should have left the house. The
Eve's POVI wiped my eyes with my sleeve, staring at the mirror before me. Bloodshot eyes stared back at me. I was exactly what I was before I met Adam.A shell of myself.I had to leave. If I stayed here any longer, they could finish their meeting and either Tom or Adam would see me eventually. I didn't want to deal with either of them.Not now. Not yet.So I walked out of the bathroom and found my way out of Harrison and co. And then I kept walking.New York streets teemed with people. Young, old, great, or small. Years ago in high school, my friends and I would talk about walking the streets of New York, holding cups of cappuccinos and sipping from them while laughing wildly at nothing.For us, New York was the dream. It was the goal. And I
TOM’S POVI glared at the door after Eve had closed it. What the hell had happened? One minute, I was right in the middle of convincing Mr Stone to invest in the casino and I could swear that I almost had him. He seemed interested. Okay, scratch that, he was interested. I had seen the gears in his mind rotating and rolling trying to figure out what to do and what not, but he was interested. He would not be considering it if my idea didn't have merit.And Eve just had to barge in.Oh, I was furious when she did. Shocked too. Some nerve she had, leaving the house under the stupid pretense of wanting to bring my lunch. Why had she left the house when the driver wasn’t around to drive her? I had asked him to take the car to the car wash that morning. She knew the rules. She could not go anywhere unless her driver was around.And what was the damned security guard looking at when she left? I had told him ex
Adam's POVHarrison must have said something in reply when I asked us to reschedule. I didn't hear him. I couldn't hear zilch over the loud thudding in my chest. I was confused. It felt like a fog had settled on my head making it feel heavy and off balance and there was nothing I could do about it.Eve.I walked out of Harrison's office quickly, a part of me desperately hoping that she would be around. She had to be waiting for her husband right? The thought left a bitter taste in my mouth but I still looked around the area when I stepped out of Tom's office.His secretary smiled up at me and rose to her feet, batting her lashes. "You're done, Mr Stone? I trust everything went as you expected?"Fuck no, it didn't, I wanted to tell her. The urge to laugh at how much of a dumbass I was was strong. I gave her a brisk no
Madeline's POV"Is it done?"I caressed the long spine of my wine glass with my fingers, waiting for the answer I had expected all day. The red liquid in my cup sloshed around slightly as I lifted it to my lips. I pressed my phone tighter against my ear with my other hand, hating the suspense yet loving it all the same."Yes. It is done" came a deep mischievous voice after what seemed like forever.A smirk played on my lips and I ended the call, tossing the phone on my table.Wonderful. Everything was wonderful!I tipped my glass up and took a long slow sip of my wine. A sigh of satisfaction slipped from my lips as I swallowed, savoring the taste."This has to be the best Merlot there is," I murmured, taking another sip.Everything was going according
TOM'S POVHe was gone.The bastard was gone.He'd stood right up like the pompous ass he was and just walked out.Fury burned through my veins and I trembled, grinding my teeth hard against each other. How dare he?! I had worked my ass off to get this meeting with him! I had done everything! A year!"A whole damned year!" I bellowed, hurling the laptop on my desk at the wall. It crashed against the wall but it did nothing to quell the anger that frothed inside me."What the hell happened?!" I growled, tossing the stack of papers to the ground and stomping on them. "Everything was going fine! I had him! I swear I had him! How could he just leave?!"With a yell, I drove everything on my desk to the ground, stomping on them, rage blinding
Eve's POVI hissed as I rubbed my concealer over the rest of the bruises on my face. There were too many of them and though the concealer tried to make them look less gory, there was only so much it could do.It had been two days since Tom's rampage. Our bedroom had been cleaned up the day before, and it looked like nothing had happened. I ached for someone to clean up my heart too. And my mind. And everything else so I could forget. I wanted to live as if nothing had happened too.But how could I? Every blow to the face, every belt whip against my arms and sides, every kick, every toss against the wall. My whole body screamed in agony even at the slightest movements. I could never forget.My eyes glistened at the thought and I blinked rapidly. I could not afford to ruin my makeup with tears. I had to get on with Tom's assignment quickly or by the time he c
Eve's POVI hadn't expected him to sound so... Terrified. It would seem my concealer did nothing to hide the markings on my face. Was that why Sasha and her Colleagues had been looking at me weird? Could everyone see the bruises?Adam walked round his table with long hurried strides until he stood mere inches before me. He raised his hand to hold my face but caught himself just in time and snapped it back."Eve," He whispered, "What the hell happened?"For the umpteenth time that day, I fought the urge to cry. Why did he sound so concerned? He shouldn't be concerned about me! I had hurt him! I had lied to him! I hadn't told him the full truth and yet he was so nice, it was hard to watch.I gave him a weak smile, one I knew didn't amount to anything but I couldn't help it. What was I supposed to tell him? That Tom dealt with me like this regularly? Th
Adam's POVThe workload never seemed to decrease. I had sent half of my mornings, signing and scribbling in documents and going through proposals from teams in the HQ and from other branches. I had plans to establish two more branches in Europe and while Paris was thriving well, I had been trying to figure out a way to establish on German soil.But that would mean making a deal with a German investor and those guys were quite tough to crack. I wasn't worried though. I was certain that with proper planning, and the right tools, even the hardest nut would get cracked.Mother had called that morning too, saying something about me having to meet Madeline and of course I had refused. I wanted nothing to do with that bitch ever again. She ought to be grateful that I hadn't had her thrown in jail for what she did to me. Instead she had befriended my mother, conniving with her.I shou
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