LOGINEva Brooks was set-up by her best friend, and her fiancé broke up with her and called off her engagement. After a one-night stand with the richest CEO in Dominic City, Ethan Owen. He offered her a job as his secretary. Do you think Eva will accept the job? What if Ethan had other motives behind his job offer? find out.
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The rays of sunlight seeped through the window and landed on my face. When I woke up on the bed, I felt a throbbing headache. As I moved my right hand, I was shocked to touch another person lying on the bed next to me. "What? Who are you?" I gasped, sitting up immediately. The man had a sharp jawline, full brows, and thin lips. I took a look at my body and was stunned to find myself naked in bed with him. "Who the hell are you?" I yelled, before the events of the previous night hit me hard. I had been invited by Layla Parker to celebrate her birthday at the hotel. Layla was from a rich family. She was twenty-four, fair-skinned, and my best friend from college. Though I knew Layla was from a wealthy family, I came from a struggling home. She had promised I would have fun at her party, even though I didn't want to go. I agreed, and now I was in bed with an unknown man. "I should be the one asking you what you're doing on my bed. This is a VIP suite. How did you get in here, miss?" asked the handsome man, shifting away from me. I was stunned by his masculine physique: broad chest, chiseled abs, and six-pack. "Don't drool at me like that. Get up and get out!" he barked. I refused. "I was a virgin. I'm not a prostitute, and you slept with me. Is this how you take responsibility for your actions? How did we get entangled on the bed?" I sobbed, unable to believe I'd had sex with an unknown man. He ignored me, pulled the bedsheet away from my body, and wrapped it around himself. When he went into the bathroom, the sound of running water filled my ears. The entrance door swung open, and Layla walked in with Jacob Stone, my fiancé. "So this is what you do, Eva? You hook up, after everything I did to support you?" Jacob accused, standing at the door with Layla. "No, Jacob. I don't know what happened. Layla, you invited me to your party. How did I end up with that stranger in the bathroom?" I asked my best friend, needing her help. Layla wore a short blue dress and black shoes, and she clung to Jacob's arm, as if she were his fiancée. "Jacob, I don't know what Eva is saying. She came to my party and told me she was looking forward to meeting a rich guy in this luxury five-star hotel—the Owen's Hotel. I honestly don't know how she got here until I asked the security guards," Layla lied. Jacob believed her. "I can't believe you would do this, Eva. After everything I did to feed you, sponsor you—this is how you repay me? It's over between us," Jacob said, glaring at me. "You never let me touch you, and now you willingly gave your body to another man. I want back all the money I spent feeding and clothing you for the five years we dated. Fail to do that, and I'll have you arrested. Trust me," Jacob said, then pulled his hand away from Layla's hold and walked out of the hotel room. Layla glanced at me and smiled. "Do you think you deserve a rich man like Jacob Stone? Look at you, Eva. A poor girl like you can't climb to the top of the ladder of wealth and power in this Dominic City. You belong in the slum. Go back there, and don't worry about Jacob—I'll take care of him." Layla smirked and walked out, slamming the door with a deafening sound. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I sat on the bed, speechless. Where would I get the money to pay Jacob? Jacob had promised to marry me after I graduated, and now Layla had ruined everything after I graduated this year. Wiping the tears from my cheeks, I knew crying wouldn't solve anything. But I wouldn't just leave. I needed an explanation from the man in the bathroom. How dare he use me, knowing I was intoxicated, and yet act like I had taken advantage of him? I waited for the man to come out of the bathroom, grabbing my clothes from last night, which were sprawled on the ground. It was the green dress I had worn to Layla's birthday party. A knock on the entrance door startled me again. I quickly used the green dress to cover my chest and shield my nakedness. A tall man in a black suit came into the room. Seeing me covering myself with the dress, he lowered his head and apologized. "I'm sorry, miss. Where's Mr. Owen?" "Mr. Owen? Who?" I asked, confused. Just then, the bathroom door opened, and the handsome man who had taken care of me stepped out. "Leave, Pete. I'll call for you later," he said. "Okay, boss," the tall man replied. My eyes widened. This handsome stranger was a boss? Who was he, and why had the tall man called him boss? However, the man ignored me and went to get his clothes. "Mr. Owen, you can't take advantage of me without an explanation. I was drunk last night, and I bet you were drunk too," I said, my tone accusing as he wore his shirt and buckled it. Turning to face me with his sharp green eyes, he replied, "I wasn't drunk. But how was I supposed to know you were drunk, when you came into my room, offered yourself to me, and kissed me first? Do you need me to replay the footage to see what you did?" "No, I…" I was at a loss for words. "I would never do that. You're accusing me wrongly," I said, my voice quivering as I didn't remember doing any of that. "I see," Mr. Owen smirked, walked over, and picked up his phone. "Have a look," he said, playing a video from last night. In the video, I couldn't believe my eyes. I barged into his room, rushed to the bed, mounted him, and started kissing him. "I don't remember doing that. That's not me. And how do you have this video on your phone?" I asked accusingly. He smirked. "Don't play dumb with me, young lady. I own this hotel and the Owen's Group in Dominic City. If anyone needs compensation between us, it's me. You took advantage of me, and I only helped you because I sensed you were drugged. If I hadn't slept with you, who knows what damage would have happened to your body? So you should compensate me." He smirked, and my jaw dropped.Ethan Owen:Upon arriving at my father's magnificent house, I watched the security guard pull the huge gate open. Pete drove into the compound and parked. I got out of the car, picked up the package that I had brought for my sister. When I reached the front door, I rang the doorbell and a maid pulled the door open and smiled at me. "Welcome, sir," she greeted me with a smile. She donned a red dress that fell past her knees, paired with black slippers. "Morning," I murmured, looking away from her smiling face to my family in the living room. My mother's sister arrived to wish my sister a happy birthday. Her name was Doris Norman and she was Festus' mother. "Good morning, Aunt," I grinned and greeted her as I strode into the living room to meet them. Aunt Doris sat on the long golden couch, while Angelina rose to her feet and rushed up to welcome me. "Welcome, brother. I thought you weren't going to come," Angelina said. She wore a pink short dress and brown slippers. Her face w
EVA'S POV:After my parents left the house, as the sound of my father's car igniting in the garage filled the air in the living room, I rose to my feet and cleared the dining room, moving all the used cups and tray to the kitchen to wash them.Afterward, I dried my hands and stepped out of the kitchen, making my way back to my room.When I entered my room, I moved to my study desk, sat down, and worked on my laptop, creating a new app that I wanted to sell to the Johnson Group.It was a new language app that could help most of the people living in Dominic City.Just then, my phone chimed. I picked it up to see who was calling or texting me. My jaw dropped at Ethan's name."What did he send me?" I muttered to myself, seeing that it was the first time Ethan was chatting me on WhatsApp.It was the first time I was receiving a chat message from him."Eva, this is my house address. I know you might still need it one day, as you're now my personal secretary. It's not bad if you come pay me
EVA'S POV: I could feel my heart racing in my chest when Ethan answered the call. "Hello, Eva. Missing me this morning?" I rolled my eyes at his statement. How could he ask such a ridiculous question? "No, sir. I am not missing you. I am calling to ask for an invitation. I misplaced the invitation you gave me. I don't know if you have another one," I said, my voice trembling. "Did you misplace it, or do you simply not want to attend my sister's party?" Ethan asked, his voice cold. I didn't want to tell him that I gave the invitation to my sister or that my brother was asking for one. "I misplaced it," I quickly replied. "Mmm. If you need another invitation, come over to my house and get it yourself," Ethan said, his tone firm. My eyes widened in shock. "I should come to your house?" I asked him, like I heard wrongly. "Yes. I will forward my address to you. Since you misplaced the other invitation, you can come over to get it," he stated, and I could picture the smug look on h
-EVA-"Sis, I thought you said you don't have any feelings for Jacob. Why then did you tell him you still love him?" Elora asked, a look of disappointment on her face.I set my phone down on the study table and rose to face my sister, who was still wearing her light pink dress from the previous night."Elora, Jacob insisted, and I didn't want to ruin his day," I replied, meeting her gaze."So if he insists that he wants to kiss you or be with you, you will just give in?" she asked, her tone laced with sadness, as if she caught me having an affair with her boyfriend."No. Don't get me wrong. I do not hate Jacob. I understand that he was annoyed with me. He was patient. He sponsored me through university. Don't think I will just ruin his mood. I might have slept with Ethan, but you and I both know that was because of the drug. If it were a normal circumstance, none of that would have happened. Look, Elora, I understand that you want Jacob. I am not stopping you, but don't think I will j
{Eva's POV} Ann and I walked out of the elevator and into the stunning cafeteria on the second floor. It had nice seating and beautiful white plastic chairs with red tables. Ann led me to the hostess serving meals and showed me the lady in charge, who was a middle-aged woman. "Mrs. Desmond, this
{Ethan's POV} Watching the tall man in a white shirt and black trousers walk up to my desk to meet me, as my bodyguards escorted him and waited for me to end my interview with him. "Yes, what do you want to offer for Jasper Tech?" I asked him as he greeted me warmly. "Good morning, sir." "Morning
{Eva's POV} After washing all the plates in the kitchen, I made my way back to my room and picked up my phone. Taking a look at what was trending, I didn't get any messages or calls from Ethan. He didn't call me to confirm if he was the one who had sent the money. My finger lingered on the call l
{Eva's POV} Sleeping in my room, I heard the loud banging on the door. When I rushed over to the door to pull it open, I saw my older sister, Elora Brooks, standing there in a sparkling silver dress and brown shoes. "Sister, you're back?" I asked her, rubbing my sleepy eyes as I yawned. "Yes. I
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