MasukOne betrayal shattered Evangeline’s perfect world. Now she’s alone, abandoned, and clinging to the last thing she can’t afford to lose—her career. But fate isn't finished breaking her yet. The new CEO isn't just a ruthless billionaire with a cold stare that cuts through bone. He’s something more. Something savage. Something hungry. Her blood calls to him like a forbidden song. Her scent drives him feral. And once a predator like him catches a scent, he never lets go. He wants her beneath him. He wants her screaming his name. He wants her soul... marked by his teeth and bound to his darkness. Evangeline thought she could survive heartbreak. She thought she could survive betrayal. But how do you survive a monster who was made to own you? She ran from love. She ran from pain. But no one runs from the Alpha. And now... Evangeline belongs to him.
Lihat lebih banyakTwo days later.The quiet hum of the city outside my window had become a strange kind of lullaby. The storm of cameras and flashing headlines that had chased me the day I took my seat as chairwoman had slowly dulled into something less blinding, though still relentless. Every time I lifted my phone, my name was somewhere on the screen, trending, admired, envied, doubted.But here, in this office, there was only silence. A silence that belonged to me.I sat at the desk, the desk that had once belonged to Hunter, now mine its polished wood gleaming beneath the faint spill of afternoon sunlight. Papers lay scattered across it: proposals, contracts, half-read memos from restless board members still learning what it meant to have me at the helm.I traced the rim of my coffee cup with my finger, trying to focus on the lines of text in front of me. But my mind wandered. It wandered to Damien.Two days had passed since that evening since the bath, since the way his hands had found me in the
Evangeline's POV The corridors outside the boardroom were quiet, almost reverent, but I could feel the storm waiting beyond the polished mahogany doors. Every step I took echoed too loudly in my ears. My heels clicked on the marble, the sound precise and strong, but my heart thudded in a rhythm that betrayed me. I had been in this room before once, as a shadow to Damien, the man whose presence always seemed to command every corner of the space. But today, it wasn’t Damien they were waiting for. It was me. The new chairwoman. I pushed open the doors and entered. The boardroom stretched wide and severe long polished table, leather chairs, a wall of glass that overlooked the city skyline. And in those chairs sat men and women who had run this company long before my name was tied to it. Their gazes cut across the room the moment I stepped inside. Some were curious. Some openly resentful. A few, like Mrs. Patel, practically radiated disdain. I refused to flinch. I walked to the he
Evangeline's POVEvery step I took felt like an announcement—not just of my presence, but of my return. After weeks of whispers, speculations, and headlines that dissected me like a carcass for the vultures, here I was. Alive. Whole. Walking back into the company that bore my name now, not anyone else’s.The plaque at the entrance gleamed under the light:EvaHunter Rocks Ltd.The sight of it tugged something deep inside me. Pride, fear, responsibility, all tangled in one knot that sat heavily in my chest. This wasn’t just a building anymore. It wasn’t just my father’s legacy, or Damien’s name, or a dynasty passed down like an heirloom. It was mine. Mine to carry. Mine to defend.A receptionist stood, startled, then quickly composed herself. “Chairwoman Harts,” she greeted, her voice respectful but laced with awe.Chairwoman.The word wrapped itself around me, unfamiliar yet intoxicating.“Good morning,” I replied, forcing a calm I didn’t fully feel.Behind me, Damien’s presence was un
Evangeline's POVThe following dayThe alarm went off far too soon. I stared at the ceiling, the faint glow of morning brushing across it, and felt the familiar knot twist in my stomach. Today was the day. My return. My first step back into the company after everything, the abduction, the endless speculation, the questions that burned hotter than truth itself.I hadn’t left the house since Damien dragged me away from the storm of microphones and cameras two days ago. Those moments still rang in my ears: the shouts, the accusations, the piercing flashes that seemed to sear through my skin.“Miss Harts! Did he really save you?”“Mr. Hunter, are you two together?”“Evangeline, what are you hiding?”They wanted stories, not answers.And I—I wasn’t sure I had either to give.I swung my legs over the side of the bed and pressed my feet against the rug. My whole body felt heavy, like the weight of the world had found new ways to bury itself into my bones.The sound of the door clicking open












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