Adam's POV
"How's the building coming up?" I asked the contractor, staring up at the half completed building for the Stone foundation middle school that was being constructed. I stood in the middle of a large expanse of land, with multiple buildings scattered in a pattern all around.
It was a lifelong will of my mother to do something lasting for charity. And one of them was to give free education to orphaned kids and those who couldn't afford school.
The Stone Foundation, my company, already sponsored over five hundred orphaned kids around the country to several schools around. But it only made sense to have one as well. One that could be referred to. One that served as a center of excellence.
I wanted a school that rivaled even private schools yet offered children who had no parents, children who had lost hope, education.
If my mother h
Adam's POV"And how was the meeting with the humanitarian association?" I said into the Bluetooth device attached to my ear. The driver had swerved into the driveway of my home and somehow I wished I was somewhere else entirely.The huge house before me looked too big and well too empty. Perhaps I should have told him to drive me to the club instead.I stepped out of the car to see his eager face poke out the window as he grinned at me. The man was probably happy that I had come home early and he could go home to whoever it was that waited for him to come home.I, on the other hand, had a huge pile of documents in my study waiting to be read. And that was literally the last thing I wanted to do."It was okay," Lillian said grumpily. Since I had to check on the sites today, she had chaired most of my meetings. Judging f
Eve’s POV“Adam?”I could literally hear my heart pound loud in my ears. Every cell in my body, every part of me waited for him to say something. I clutched that phone tighter, holding my breath, anticipating, waiting, ready to hear his voice. Wanting him to say the words that I wanted to hear.Do you miss me Adam? Do you miss us? Do you want to see me? Do you regret it all? So many questions. So many things to say, to ask. I closed my eyes, raising my hands to grip the blouse I wore tighter, trying to even my breathing.I had woken up that day in fear. The same way I woke everyday, next to Tom, terrified of the man he had become. He was still his usual obnoxious self. Easily irritated. Angry at everyone.Threatening to bash my head against the wall when I made a mistake, like shrinking his tie in the washing machine. I had sat in the lau
Tom’s POVI marched into the warehouse, terrified out of my wits. Barlow had called while I was at the office claiming that there was an emergency and I had to show up. I had raced all the way there with my car, trying not to think of the worst,yet it was all I could think about. Had the police found out? How was that possible? Was that why Barlow had called me?Did he think I was the mole?I stopped in my tracks when I saw a smiling, happy Barlow sitting at the head of a long table, grinning at me as if he was high on dopamine or some shit. That was the same bastard who had called me barely thirty minutes ago, screaming as if the world was coming to an end.“What’s going on?” I mumbled, looking around to see his henchmen had similar grins on their faces.They hung around the dimly lit warehouse, sharing
Adam’s POV“Lillian?” My secretary paused sorting out the files in my shelf and turned to look at me, her brows raised in anticipation. ‘Do you think I made the right decision?” Lillian sighed and turned back to the shelf as if unsure of what to say. Had I made a truly awful decision? I had been all concerned about what I wanted, how badly I wanted it, but I did not want to make a decision that would affect the foundation. “I…I don’t think so,” Lillian mumbled, fishing out the file she had been looking for and walked to my desk. "I am definitely not a fan of Mr Harrison. Especially after that stunt he had pulled when he wanted you to sign that deal so badly with him. That man gave me the creeps.” “So he’s a no then?” “Of course not. You taught me to never make business decisions based on emotions alone. Creepiness aside, Tom Harrison is quite the dogged businessman. He’s good, he rose quickly through the ranks, and he is always ready to expand himself for his business. That’s a
Tom's POVWhat the hell? I reread the document in my hands, frowning as I looked from it to Adam Stone and then back to the damned paper.When I had received the document, everything had seemed just right. A building contract with the Stone foundation? Heck yeah!Although it was quite annoying that he hadn't accepted my casino business idea and I did think that the business had so much promise. But the aim was to be partners with the all pompous and renowned Adam Stone.Until I saw the damned clause.'If the third party is involved in any illegal or illicit activity that could tarnish the reputation of the Stone foundation, the contract becomes null and void and the third party has to compensate for damages done."I looked up at the damned Adam Stone, waiting for an answer, however from the way he simply stared at me, it di
Adam's POVLeonard signed the document, dropped the pen and looked up at me as if to see if I was satisfied. Of course I was. Harrison hadn't backed out of the contract like I had thought he would.The protection clause has been necessary. The businessman Tom Harrison that I knew was good at his work and had the potential to be greater. But the man he was, the plain old regular kind of person that he was, was sickening.A man who beat his wife. A man who laid hands on a woman. A man who treated his valuables like trash and who couldn't set his priorities straight. He had a woman like Eve, someone I would give the world for, and he made her miserable.That kind of man could definitely get into a serious mess. One that he would drag my entire foundation into. And I could not let that happen. When he had almost lost his shit, demanding an explanation, I had been certain tha
Madeline's POVIt felt so good to be out in the mall shopping my head off. Call it a coping mechanism or what not, it was the only thing I could think of when I'd worried my head off about John."Ma'am?"I blinked rapidly, my eyes focusing on the short shop clerk before me. She had some ridiculous pink hair on her head making her look like a barbie doll wannabe. She had a gum rolling between her teeth and it irritated the shit out of me."Excuse me," I told her, trying not to look disgusted as hell. Who on earth did she think she was walking all up in my face, having the nerve to glare down at me as if I were the gum between her teeth?"What would you like?" She asked in a nonchalant tone, roaming her eyes down my knee length Zara dress. She was probably trying to judge if it was truly authentic or a rip off.Bi
Tom's POV"Would you like another glass of wine sir?" The waiter asked, staring at my empty glass and half finished steak.When Adam Stone had hauled his ass out of the restaurant, I had stayed back to treat myself to dinner. Because I sure as hell deserved it, didn't I? I just bagged a contract with the famous Adam Stone. The man of all fame. Of course I deserved to eat something good.Some cool cash would be pouring down into my pockets like a damned avalanche. I could smell it already. Hell, I could taste it too.The money made with Barlow had been used to keep my company's stocks from crashing entirely. It had been crazy, the effects from the New Orleans hotel downfall, the number of people we had to compensate and the number of hands we had to grease so we could keep the hotel building.We had started reconstruction all over ag
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