Eve's POV
My body creaked as I turned on my bed, stretching my limbs. Sleep slowly drifted away. And when I opened my eyes, I stared at the ceiling for a long time, trying to figure out where I was.
Flashes of the things that had happened the day before ran through my head.
I wasn't at the hotel.
I was back in Tom's home. Back to the place that drained my spirit and made me feel as terrified as hell. It wasn't a happy feeling.
I had tried. I had tried to think of another solution. Another place to go. Something else to do. But I couldn't.
I was lost without anyone. The only person I could think of that I could stay with until I could figure out what the hell I had to do, was Tom. And that was sad as hell.
Tears slipped down the corner of my eyes and I wiped them off quickly and r
Adam's POV"Thank you so much Mr Stone," A man's voice sifted into my ears through the landline."We appreciate all you have done and all you are doing for our orphanage. We are immensely grateful.""Don't mention, Mr Pearson," I mumbled. "If there is a lack, just reach out to Lillian and I'm certain she'll sort it out.""Thank you so much!"Well that was quite enthusiastic. A very different mood from how I felt. The call ended and I heaved a sigh.I was tired as hell. I knew I should have made Lillian handle the calls, but I wanted to hear about the children in the orphanage from Pearson directly. I needed to confirm that he cared about them.It was sad that some orphanages took advantage of the children and used them to solicit money for themselves. It was simply inhumane. To deprive children on
Madeline’s POV“Yep right there,” I sighed deeply as the masseuse fingers sank deep into my spine reaching a spot I hadn’t known existed but made me feel good anyways.Damn those hands had to belong to that of an angel. My mother was right. It felt perfect.I felt perfect.I sighed again when another masseuse massaged my foot, His hands gently pressing on my calves, drawing slow and lazy circles around them. I took in a deep breath and allowed my body to relax in their hands.The air in the room was warm and streamy with a scent heavy in the air. It slipped through my nose , went straight up to my brain and made me feel so damn sleepy. Yeah.“Take deep breath in Miss,” The soft voice of the female masseuse reached my ears and I gave in, took a deep breath big enough to blow a freaking gasket.
Tom's POV"Sir?" My secretary poked a head through the office door, looking like she was playing peek-a-boo with a child. I raised my head to look at her, frowning at the look on her face."What?"She gnawed on her bottom lip and it irritated me. I was too damned busy for someone who wasn't sure of what she wanted to disturb me. I had a gazillion things to do. And one of them included figuring out what to do with my jumpy wife.Eve. I gritted my teeth at the thought of her. I was damned irritated. Two weeks and the woman was still a nervous wreck around me. It wasn't like I didn't particularly relish the thought of her being afraid of me.The thought had a lot of merit and I quite liked it. However, it was getting me nowhere. I still didn't know who had told her about her father's death and where on earth she had spent those few days that she had gon
Eve's POV"Finn Barlow!" Tom's voice rang, piercing through my senses and forced me to look up at the man who approached us. Dread filled me rapidly as I watched the old cruel bastard march towards us, a wide grin on his face.His eyes fell on me and his grin widened and for one disgusting moment, his tongue slipped out to wet his lips. My skin crawled at the sight. Somewhere in my head, I could hear myself screaming.No.No!NO!This wasn't happening! Was that why Tom had insisted we had dinner together tonight? Was this all part of his plan?! How could he do this to me?!To think that a part of me had begun to hope that perhaps things with him wouldn't be so bad if he was going out of his way to be caring.I hadn't expected the dinner date tonight. In fact
Tom's POV"Your wife looks happy to see me," Barlow chuckled and I frowned, looking at the doors that my wife in question had just fled through. She literally bolted out of her chair like I had set fire to her ass."She does?" I chuckled, turning to face Barlow.The man literally had the face of a pig. Beady eyes, round nose and neck that was too thick and ridden with fat.Once he had been one of the top dogs of the business world and perhaps he still was, but Barlow was only a ghost of his former self. That much was clear.People rarely thought or talked about him anymore. Hell, I had totally forgotten about him until he showed up, dressed in some shiny wine suit that looked like it belonged in Vegas instead.He always did have odd tastes. And a terribly odd sense of fashion. However his taste of bu
Eve's POVThey were taking too long. I thought, antsy and trembling in the car. My hands trembled together though they were clasped so tight, I could feel my nails biting into my skin. I could feel the urge to draw blood. The urge to scream. The urge to bail for it.Tom had left me alone in the car anyways, if I could find my way back home and tuck myself in bed, safe from Fin Barlow's dirty gaze and his dirty words.Everything about him disgusted me. Every single thing. He Didn't have an ounce of decency in his bones, I knew that well. I had been a victim of that lack.What decent man in his right senses would demand to have sex with another man's wife, claiming that as his investment?"No one else but Finn Barlow,"And what bastard would allow his wife to be pawned off as an investment to an even older bastard
Madeline's POV"Oh my gosh, aren't they adorable?!" Mrs Stone cooed over the pictures of babies wearing superhero costumes that had been uploaded on the internet.I glanced from the tablet in her hands, to the pouting faces she made at the images, then back to the tablet.There was an urge. A deep seated urge to roll my eyes at whatever this ridiculousness was. But I couldn't risk doing that. I needed the woman to like me afterall.She was the only hand I had against Adam. My only way to reach him. If anyone could make my dreams of getting married to Adam come true, it was her.So I didn't roll my eyes. I stifled the urge, forced a smile on my lips and said in the most fluttery voice I could muster. "Oh my gosh they are! Look at that cute little green boy!""I know!" She squealed and swiped the pictures to
Adam's POV.I parked my car into my mother's driveway trying to resist the urge to turn the vehicle around and bail the hell out of there. I was tired. I was weary. All I wanted to do was take a long nap. It was a hectic day at the office.And a hectic day in my mind.Grumbling incoherently under my breath, I eyed my mother's building, wondering if I couldn't bail on dinner today. I had missed having dinner with her last week and she had granted and granted as if I had publicly disowned her.So dramatic. I was going through shit. I had found out my shitty ex accountant was getting released. I had also found out that Eve had returned to Tom.The last thought made me punch the steering wheel even though clearly, none of this was it's fault. It was just appalling to see. Or hearing and knowing she had chosen to return to that bas