EVE NIGHTs

“There’s a stalker outside my house, stalking me!” Her veins were launching out from its walls, restraining herself from punching the detective in front of her. Who was still giving her the lackadaisical look? Jotting nothing she said on his jotter but doing what he deemed fit. “I said.” “I heard you, but what could a stalker possibly wants from someone like you ERM Miss what?” He lifts his eyes, with a blank look down her reddish face that was soon to explode.Her eyes wither on him, and she wanted to flip at him.Slowly, her lips parted and, in a low growl, she whispered.“Eve…”***It was getting to that time of the year again, the jingle bells. For some reason, it was nothing to be happy about. Her back was against the window after she draws down the curtain. Her long golden brown hair covered her pale face and slowly sliding down into the darkness of the room. She’d been wide awake since the early hours of the morning. After she woke up from a nightmare and was peeping through

Eve stood when the doctor's voice came up again. And the curtains were drawn out, and Simon was rolled out of the room, into the theater. Her throat was parched, and her hand grip tightly on her chest. She went teary again, and the tears were gonna fall any minute.“I’m here, brother.” She sniffed.“You ain’t useless, I never once considered you to be that. You’re the best brother I’ve ever had. You came for me just as you promised. I was the one who failed not to recognize you…”She held his hand, running after the stretcher until it was rolled up into the room and the doors were shut against her. Even if this was going to be the last moment, he did hear what she said to him because she saw the tears that fell out of the corner of his eyes. And his lips moved. “I’m sorry.”Eve Montana, the daughter of late Montana, and the owner of Montana’s collections which were rich in artwork, sheer dazzling mystique, and gold and jewels. That had gone down in lineage. She would have been a wea

“…believe him.” “Dr. Moscow.” Eve stood up from the chair she was, kicking his feet. He fell again since he was squatting beside her. How dare she treat him as some piece of shit! He would make her pay for this. Not only that, but he stood up with a hard glare. “How did you know him?”“I’ve known him for some time…”“He’s my closest friend.” Wesley butted in. “… Even in his disguise cloth, he’s what he told you he was, and follows him, that would be the best for you, your brother would want the same thing too.” If he were truly a billionaire, it would be a lucky charm for her. He would be a stepping stone to achieving all she wanted. “Tell her Moscow.” He stood erect, feeling his confidence back as the dusts the dirt off his jean.“It’s a simple business deal, for three months. We faked dating and get our contract wedding nobody will know, and we would get a divorce. And go our separate ways after three months.” He must surely want something from her, what was his reason for wa

Wesley grabbed Dust by the collar of his shirt. When she was out of sight and pushed him to the wall. And had him pinned. And a punch landed on his face, making Dust bleed from the side of his lips. “Don’t you fucking mess with me!” He yelled on his face.“Don’t come here ever again, without my permission.”“You better get those hands off me, if you don’t want…”“Don’t you dare me Dusty”“I don’t fucking fuck with your asshole.” It was threat, which he should better keep to thought. He pressed his hand harder on his neck. Dust's face grew red. “You did you kill Carlo, because you knew I was going to come for him?”“Answer me, You prick!”“I only followed orders…” Dust spare him a deadly glared. Wesley hits his back against the wall. He hated Dust, but there was nothing he could do just yet and had a bigger plan for him and his boss. If he wanted to kill Dust, it won’t be now. “Get your hands off!” “You’re gonna regret how you treated me today. I swear on my last breath Wesley.”

The blue stunning gown with a stone diamond, her hair was blonde gold, and she stood out when she stepped out of the Rolls-Royce. Her silver heels took a light step forward. With a small smile across her lips. Wesley stood beside the car door in a black suit with his hand stretched out towards her. She took them and linked her arms around his. “My lady.” He whispered to her ears, she felt her cheeks flush at the sound of his voice. Her shy smile made him chuckle staring at how sexy she looked. “This is it.” The broad door was opened and led to the hallway, everyone in the hallway was stealing glances at her. Eve had her head up, just like he taught her to. If she’d to be his wife she’d act like it. She walked with so much elegance. “They are gonna announce our presence once we step into the main hall, are you ready?” He stopped and stare at her, and then push her hair off her face. Tucking them neatly behind her ears. “Everyone needs to see how sweet of a husband I’m.” She chuc