Evangeline said no more, grabbed her bag, and left with a defiant swagger.Walter never saw it coming. Evangeline's abrupt departure left him staring at her retreating figure, his gaze heavy with unspoken thoughts. His brows knitted together, and a tightness in his chest grew until he could not stand it anymore.He irritatedly yanked at his tie and threw it aside with a forceful snap.…Deep into the night, Walter was the last man working. His desk lamp was the lone island of light in an otherwise deserted building.Even Evangeline, with all her reservations about him, could not deny Walter's prowess in business. Clinical and detached he might be, but his work was flawless, his talent exceptional. It was his vision and drive that had built Strata King Group from the ground up, steering it to prosper under his watchful eye."Still burning the midnight oil, Mr. Walter Gordon?" Evangeline's voice broke the silence as she stepped in, slipping off her coat.The coat revealed a form-f
Evangeline's hand deftly found its way into his pants. "You know, I've practiced unbuckling your belt alone at home more times than I can count over the past three years."Walter was a bundle of nerves, his body reacting with a mix of tenderness and tension, the air charged with an unspoken promise.Before Evangeline could protest, Walter's lips claimed hers in a kiss that set their hearts racing.Lost in the moment, his tongue explored the sweetness of her mouth, their breaths quickening in unison.Her touch was so enthralling that it left him aching all over.Caught in the haze of desire, Walter's inner voice screamed that he was done holding back. He yearned to unravel her, to meld her into his very being.Just then, Evangeline's other hand snapped a photo with her phone. The flash yanked Walter back to reality."What are you doing?" he rasped, his voice rough with longing. "You planning to keep that as a keepsake?"With a mighty shove, Evangeline pushed him away, her previo
Evangeline's eyebrow arched, her focus unbroken.She opened the door and left without hesitation.Walter stood alone, a towering figure, as menacing as a demon risen from the depths.His thoughts were swirling, haunted by her declaration that she would find another man and have kids, but that he would never father these children.His brows knotted in anguish. He let out a bitter, mocking laugh.Face set hard, he fought the rage boiling in his veins and strode into the bathroom.On the way, he dialed his assistant Oscar. "Lock down the lobby, Julia is not to set foot in here."Walter was right on the money; Julia had been a ticking time bomb since getting Evangeline's text. She made a beeline for the Strata King Group tower, only to be stopped abruptly by the security detail.Her calls to Walter hit a dead end, and Evangeline had blacklisted her.Fury consumed her, her eyes blazing with volcanic hate.She lost it, screaming at the top of her lungs, "Evangeline's up there with
That was exactly why Evangeline had had the guts to stand up to Walter."And what about Mr. Walter Gordon?" Wade inquired, eyeing Evangeline's cheerful demeanor. They still had to decide whether to proceed with the divorce in court.Evangeline had informed Holden about the matter and, concerned about Cole's health, could not bring herself to burden him with the troubles between her and Walter."We'll talk about it later. Walter is a real piece of work. If I go crawling back to him, I'd be the biggest fool," Evangeline declared. However, fate had a cruel twist in store. Before the day was out, Cole's assistant Asher was on the phone again, that time with dire news: The hospital had declared Cole critically ill.Evangeline raced to the ICU, finding her grandfather ashen-faced, her own eyes brimming with tears.Cole had raised her after her mother's departure and gave her a childhood filled with love. He became her rock, and she, his only granddaughter. However, then, a call from U
Evangeline took a deep breath, realizing this would not be the day things got resolved.After yesterday's ugly confrontation and her plotting against him, she was sure he would be looking for payback.Walter chuckled as if she had told a joke.He slipped into a black robe, nonchalantly pulled out a cigarette, and lit it. He was not a regular smoker, but he let the bright flame flicker and smoke swirl around him.The smoke masked the icy storm in his eyes. "Didn't you say you didn't want it yesterday? Leave!"Evangeline's mind raced back to the previous day.She did not need to guess; she was certain Walter had been with Julia."I was wrong yesterday."She approached him, eyes downcast.Walter sat sprawled out before her, a picture of languid arrogance tinged with a hint of gloom. At her admission, he scoffed. "Ms. Rearden, are you admitting a mistake? That's a rarity."He pulled her closer, right between his parted legs, and tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze.
Walter rubbed his fingers together, chasing the ghost of Evangeline's touch.Unable to shake the agitation within, he found himself lighting a cigarette, breaking a long-abandoned habit.Evangeline, alone in the bathroom, let the water cleanse her as if it could wash away her troubles.Just then, a call from Cole's assistant, Asher came in. She snatched up the phone, desperate for news about her grandfather.With a trembling finger, she hit the answer button.Relief washed over her as Wade, her bodyguard, delivered the news with barely contained excitement. "Miss, your grandfather's out of surgery, and the doctors say he's out of the woods for now.""That's wonderful," breathed Evangeline, her emotions a tangled mess."However, you're still needed to lead the company, to keep everyone steady. We're making critical moves up north, and Strata King Group isn't making it easy," Wade pressed on.Evangeline's resolve hardened. "Wade, let them know I'll be there for the meeting tomorr
"Walter, I'm all cleaned up. What's next? If there's nothing, I'm off to bed."Evangeline was about to head to the guest room, being considerate.However, Walter called out, "Wait.""What's up?" she looked back at him."Come here, sit with me."Evangeline hesitated. With a resigned nod, she complied.Walter's eyes gleamed with mischief as he watched her approach.She walked over and brazenly sat on his lap. She pushed him back onto the bed and untied the robe's sash."I didn't see this coming," Walter murmured, his desire flaring."Oh? There's a lot you don't see coming," Evangeline quipped as she climbed onto him, the robe falling away to reveal swathes of pale skin. "Tell me, how did Julia take care of you last night?"Beneath her, a bath towel was the only thing left covering him. It was clear he was more than ready for her teasing.As their skin brushed against each other, the air crackled with electricity. The room was charged with a sultry heat and unspoken promises.
Evangeline nestled into the bedding, her body coiled with discomfort, commanding herself not to ponder where Walter had disappeared to.She tried to focus on the upcoming board meeting and what challenges it might bring.Everyone knew that in the Foster family of the South was a beloved young woman who was the center of attention and adoration. She was the cherished granddaughter of Cole and the niece of James, the fifth son of the Cole family. She had been groomed as the future heir to the Foster family's century-old legacy.The 'Little Princess Foster' was once a legend among the southern gentry. She was said to be fiery, radiant, and imperiously unyielding, always getting her way.Yet, for the past three years, the princess who was once the object of envy and spite had vanished.Rumors swirled that she had lost her inheritance for crossing Cole. Whispers of foul play within the family's ranks circulated.However, the truth of her absence was unknown to all—she had married. Mar