It was exactly what it looked like, the CEO of Stark Global Corporation had just witnessed his wife bullying a fellow model who was also protected by his company laws.And everyone was waiting to see the decision he would take.All eyes were on Alessandro Stark as he adjusted his pristine suit, his orbs reflecting against the bright lights pouring into the room.Something in Eve kicked her guts, her heart pounding with each step her husband took."What happened?" He finally asked in a calm voice, and before Eve could speak, the willy-nilly manager of Bella had resumed her screams about how her agent had been treated badly."Is it because she's not the wife of the CEO? Doesn't she deserve some kind treatment as well?" Then she lifted Bella's shirt where Eve's heel had been, and gasped in exaggerated horror. "She may die!" Eve parted her lips to speak, but Alessandro met her eyes at that moment, his arresting her into immobility.She hated that he still affected her.Then he shook his
She did regret using physical violence with Bella, knowing she should have retaliated with words.But nothing hurt more than the feeling of starting to trust Alessandro again only to be betrayed.Eve kept her strides steady and made it to the parking lot. She could barely remember entering her car and pulling out her phone, nor could she recollect dialling her father.But before she knew what was happening, her phone screen was wet with her own tears and she was biting her lips as she waited for her father who didn't pick her call.They had asked for more money from Alessandro who would never believe that she had no involvement in their greedy scheme.Eve cried because she had lost her temper, and wailed harder because she wasn't indifferent to the man who would never trust her.Her heart swelled up at the thought of her parents who had never called to know how she was managing in her twin's place.But rather, they were still disgracing her twin's name and her presence by continually
"You received a package, sir." Mr. Stark's secretary, Erica, stood in front of his desk the next day clutching tightly to an envelope. Her boss had been particularly in a certain mood since morning, which was a lot coming from her, since she was used to her hard hearted grumpy boss already. "Drop it and be on your way." With shaky fingers, Erica obeyed his instructions and scrambled out of his office. Minutes later, Alessandro Stark contacted her via the intercom. "Summon the members of the PR and development department to the conference room in ten minutes. Anyone who is late will suffer the consequences." "Okay sir..." And the call went dead with such a force it startled Erica. The staff at the Stark Global headquarters were familiar with the repercussions in situations like this, and so in less than eight minutes, Erica dialled the Chairman again. "Sir, they are complete and waiting for you." *** Murmurs and confused eyes stared back at the CEO after his declaration s
The new Mrs. Stark wore a black turtle-neck top and a permanent glare directed at her husband, to Thanksgiving dinner.It was a long dinner table that managed to fit everyone as well as their ego comfortably at the back of the luxurious gigantic building where the reputable powerful Stark family lived.And tortured everyone with their judgemental disapproving stares.For instance, as soon as Eve arrived, the older Mrs. Stark turned down her lips and asked, "It isn't Halloween, dear. Why did you dress like the Grim Reaper?" Then the old but classy looking great-aunt questioned her on why Alessandro looked thinner.Thinner? The man was a package of muscles and yummy... Not that she was looking.And the older Mr. Stark actually scoffed and muttered, "She's only with him for the money, grand aunt." As if it were a normal statement and not in any way embarrassing.The gathering was stifling and suffocating with all the proper mannerism expected of everyone and the silence that reigned i
Eve didn't realise that there was an intercom in her bedroom until hours after they returned from the Stark Family Residence which could only be described as a castle.She had put baby Zoe to sleep and Sonia had retired to her own quarters when the intercom went off, startling her in her busy task of wearing her night lotion."Meet me in my study." Alessandro Stark muttered in that low bossy voice that compelled her to obey.Except that she already planned on embracing rebellion.Aww, had he assumed she was his P.A. by some chance?Eve Wilson-Stark applied the lotion in all parts of her body, taking her sweet time to wear her nightdress and turn on the TV.Fifteen minutes later, the door opened to an angry Alessandro Stark, his eyes fixated on his wife who was sprawled in bed, laughing at an episode of Friends."Do you get off on riling me up?" He muttered in that deep authoritative voice which was even hotter with the undertone of anger.Without looking away from the TV, Eve shrugged
"Her endorsements in other companies have all been cancelled. Our shareholders are demanding her removal as company model." The Stark Corporation head of PR who had rushed to the Stark residence sat before Alessandro in the great study, looking pensive. It was a grave issue, but Alessandro Stark looked as collected as ever. "Is that the only option?" Alessandro asked, drumming his fingers on the table. The older man cowered before his intimidating presence, perspiration rolling down his skin although the AC was fully functional. Alessandro didn't look like he had any plan of dropping his wife as the corporation ambassador, But the responsibility would fall on his own shoulders, not the young ruthless CEO. "Yes...but..." The head of PR started to say, but was suddenly interrupted. "There is no need, I already contacted my manger to terminate the contract." The two heads turned towards the young Mrs. Stark who was glowing as ever in a flowing white dress that made a pool on t
"What the hell was that? You just made everyone think...""That I had sex with my wife last night? Of course, that would be outrageous." Alessandro looked arrogant as ever as he casually shrugged off his jacket, revealing rippling muscles bulging from the shirt.Eve tore her eyes away for a second, and folded her arms over her chest, her eyes shooting daggers at him.They had just stepped into the mansion and were yet to go upstairs. Alessandro threw the jacket to the seat and took a step towards his wife, his cologne filling her senses. "The real question is, what were you doing with the attorney? Wasn't the shame you brought already enough? You couldn't even control yourself and had to go and f*ck him in broad daylight?" Eve was starting to get tired of all the accusations. In fact, her head was swirling with so many thoughts. If anything, stepping out and seeing her pictures...Ava's, had confirmed how serious the situation was.She wished she hadn't let her anger get the bette
Eve distracted herself by solving kids' puzzles with Zoe for the rest of the day, making efforts to avoid Alessandro. But despite all she did to keep her mind away from her troubles, she couldn't help but think of the expression in his eyes before Wendy had left. Why had he paid for the breach of contracts of different companies which cost millions of dollars? And now that she was indebted to him, what would he demand of her in return? Eve's only companion, baby Zoe, fell asleep after she had washed her up, and Eve watched the baby's soothing face as she slept in the crib, her tiny fingers gripping tightly to a toy. She sat in the nursery for an hour, avoiding the internet and playing silly games in her phone in a bid to pass time. By eleven, when she was sure that Alessandro would have retired for the night, Eve tiptoed out of the nursery, careful not to wake the baby. In a similar fashion of quiet steps, she padded her barefoot to the hallway and stopped in front of her roo