Eve's POV
I stirred the soup, watching the bubbles pop as it boiled. They were hypnotic, drawing me in. I watched them froth over on the pot and found my mind wandering to the one man I shouldn't be thinking about.
Golden.
I could not think about anything else aside from him ever since we met in front of the hospital. It had been a surprise. A very very pleasant surprise.
To think that the man of my dreams, the one man who made me feel pleasure beyond my wildest imagination was right here in New York with me. The thought thrilled me.
It drove me giddy with desire and happiness and even though I knew it was hopeless because Tom had me watched constantly, I dreamt about him anyway.
Dreams were all I had left.
Oh, I could see him all over again in my mind's eye.
His golde
Adam's POVI was exhausted as hell.That had to be an understatement. Ah yes, it was. My back was sore from the numerous meetings I had to sit through that day. It was no easy feat raising a company from the rubble. But somehow, it seemed even harder trying to maintain it.The urge to take another vacation grew but I stomped on it mentally as hard as I could. No more vacations. For now at least. I had to ensure that my projects were going as well as I had planned and that all my work in the past few days would not be in vain.But for that to happen? I was going to work myself to the bone.I climbed down the steps that led away from my company. A car pulled up before me just as I reached the last step and a man in a black suit stepped out to retrieve my briefcase.
EVE'S POVI watched the people around me nervously, hoping Tom hadn't seen what had happened on the dance floor. It was risky and stupid. I knew that.But the minute Golden's hands touched mine, No, before that. I had thrown caution to the wind way before that. It was when I had felt his presence. He had approached quietly, I hadn't heard his steps.But then that was probably because I was too close to the band and they were quite loud.Tom had left me all of five minutes after we arrived at the ball. He had paraded me around the place for a while, introducing me to his business partners, and then left me on my own. He had to meet with the partners to discuss formalities and sign a contract of some sort.At least that was what he told me.If anyone asked me, I didn't understand why
Adam's POVI helped Eve off the floor, feeling every part of my body tighten in anticipation. It had felt like a dream come true when she walked in through that door. I had feared she would not show up.And fuck when she did, all semblance of control fizzled out of my body like the damned wind. I had wanted nothing more than to devour her. It had taken a lot of control not to take her right there and then against the door.Hell the urge was still there, but she would be too sore to walk down the stairs if I did that. I led her to the bed, trying not to cave into the trembling that had taken hold of my legs. My climax had come suddenly and with a lot of force. I hadn't expected the last move she pulled on me. It had set me off and fuck it had been intense.Lowering her to the bed, I watched as she sat on it, the slit on her dress shifting aside
TOM’S POVMaxwell rolled the pen between his thumb and forefinger, staring at the contract in his hands as if it was calculus or something complicated. Sweat beaded his forehead as he read through the document. I would bet he couldn’t understand a single word in that document. That was what made Maxwell Ford an easy prey.I just wished he wouldn’t waste my time instead.I sighed against the sofa I sat on, making sure to keep a placid smile on my face. I couldn’t give off the impression that the fat ass sitting directly across me irritated the shit out of me. I had gotten the Maxwell contract with a very particular quality I had in abundance. Persistence.Yeah, I knew I was damned persistent.A buddy of mine had informed me that Maxwell was looking for a partner in building ballrooms in Manhattan. The robust man was New York’s number-one event organiz
Eve's POVI was sure I looked like a mess. I didn't need a mirror to confirm that, but I needed a mirror to readjust everything. My dress felt lopsided. My hair was ruffled. I was certain of that. Adam had pulled and yanked at the strands so many times for them to remain the same.I shuddered at the thought as I made my way down the corridor, trying to even my breathing. There wasn't a soul in sight. Everyone was in the ballroom. The music grew louder as I drew closer to the stairs. I could picture everyone dancing, and giggling as they talked, unaware of what had just happened right under their very noses.Tom would have a fit. I could only hope that his meeting had spanned longer. What the hell was wrong with me? Why had I followed Golden- Adam, in the first place?! It was downright dangerous. If Tom found out, I was doomed.I would be stu
EVE'S POVThe door to the basement was dragged open. Light filtered into the dark room, slowly, illuminating my surroundings. Blinking rapidly, I raised my head to see Tom's silhouette. He stood at the door. I couldn't see his face, but I could very well guess the look on it. It was the same look he had every time he let me out of the basement.The look of annoyance.I trembled, burying my face back in my arms. Pain. I felt it everywhere. It trickled in doses into my limbs, flashing whenever I moved, however small it was. I couldn't remember much of what happened after the party.Perhaps that was because I chose not to remember. It was nothing new that Tom had beaten the crap out of me. I ought to be used to it by now. After so many years, I ought to be used to his slaps, and kicks and punches. I should be used to his tantrums.
Adam's POV"If that will be all, Ladies and Gentlemen," I said, rising to my feet. My eyes trailed over each head of the department's face and I felt rather satisfied by the smiles on their faces. "I will take your leave now."Their applause rang through the boardroom as I walked out of it with Lillian in tow. Her heels clicked against the ground faster, trying to match my pace as we made our way to the private elevator."That went quite well, didn't it?" I asked her as she swiped her card against the card reader and the elevator opened."Yeah I would say so," She replied, chuckling as we stepped in. "I wonder why you said that you'd take your leave now as if anyone had the right to stop you from leaving,""It's courtesy, Lillian. Courtesy," I explained, watching the door close and stifle the urge to
Eve's POVI didn't want his hands on me.Not after Golden.I had laid there, perfectly still in bed, allowing myself to think about the one person that made me feel better about myself.Adam.The look on his face when he had seen me at the ball that night. Gosh. He stared at me as if I were the only one in the room. As if all that existed in the world was just me and him and everything else be damned.How could I have resisted not going up to meet him that night? How could I remain in the ballroom, knowing that he was waiting for me? Knowing that he yearned for me.My body trembled as I recalled the rough, surprising way he had claimed my lips the minute I stepped through that door. As if he had been starved.