EVANGELINE.Day one as a nanny to a woman that I barely even know. Google had told me to dress smartly after countless hours of research. I needed perfection. Something to soften up that rigid woman.It also stated that I picked a friendly color to lessen the tension in the atmosphere. The color white, especially, but Mrs. White hated white, and I began to wonder how much more was going to be different about dealing with her. She gave me the vibes of an older version of Marilyn Monroe, except with severe mental issues, but I do not judge.So I chose baby pink, a jumpsuit with slightly off shoulders yet comfy. I've had it in my wardrobe for a while, and it was safe to say it suited me perfectly— according to my personal stylist, Harper. With unbelievable speed, a week had passed since the deal had been finalized. Mr. Isaac reached out to me via email yesterday, again, asking for my schedule and that his boss would want to meet me. That made me feel a little queasy, especially after th
AXEL."Axel? What are you doing?" I heard a familiar voice call out, and I turned with the dismantled, smoking microwave in my hand. I'd asked the maids to leave because, except for dinner with 'the' family, I didn't enjoy eating anything made in the house for extremely weird reasons that even I wasn't aware of yet. I go to restaurants and eat well, and I cook some easy meals by myself, to my taste. I turned to Evangeline and read the shock off her face. Too bad she was seeing me bare and shirtless again. I wondered what that image reminded her of. I strip her with my eyes every single time I set my sights on her.I placed the microwave down slowly. I had unplugged it already. What remained was bringing out the ghost of the plastic container I had forgotten inside of it."Oh my god! What are you doing?" Evangeline exclaimed again as she registered the sight in her head. She turned around the cabinet with her hand over her nose to meet me.I winced, embarrassed. I didn't want to expl
EVANGELINE.His face lit up upon her arrival, and I was shocked beyond words, bile rising in my throat as the lady called out to Axel, thereby cutting off our conversation, or whatever that talk was. Like a person who walked out of the Barbie movie, she was. Pale skin, straight blonde hair, and a dress that seemed like the inspiration was taken from photos of the milky way. She posed by the doorway, her hands resting on her hips while she wore a luscious smile to draw him in.I absorbed her thin, wiry frame and how elegant it made her look, although her face had been baked. She was beautiful— and it made me feel queasy. Why did I feel queasy!?A smile snaked Axel's lips as he looked at her, then at me, reading the shock off my face— I tried to hide it, but my lips remained parted. Why was I even shocked? I had nothing to do with his business. Still, as I told myself that, I couldn't shake off that bitter feeling that blossomed in my chest.I threw him a questioning look contrary to
EVANGELINE. What the hell!? A gasp escaped my throat, followed by the overwhelming feeling of fear and how it slipped its claws into my chest and grabbed me, rendering me helpless before him.I fought to move or at least say something, but the words remained stuck in my throat. Asher looked at me like he knew I needed time to register his presence at my doorstep. How did he even find me?Did he think I was going to run away without compensating him? That must be why he'd come all the way here. I titled my head and looked down the hallway, frantic and desperate to find the police or, worse, patiently waiting to drag me off in handcuffs."Are you going to…say something?" He quizzed, his orbs boring into mine."Eva? Is there a problem?" I heard Harper call out. It took me a few seconds to register that I had to provide a response.I cleared my throat, "No, N- no, it's nothing I can't handle. I'd…be here for a while," I said in a rush. With immediacy, I stepped out and closed the door b
EVANGELINE.Asher's words bounced off my ears and died down in a ringing echo. Even though he was just a seat away from me, I could have sworn that I had heard wrong. I shuffled in my seat, moving the pillow on my leg to the other chair."I don't get…it," I croaked. "What do you mean??"He tensed up a bit, reacting like he was baffled by my question or didn't expect it. Who the fuck just woke up and decided to sponsor a random kid!? "I want to…sponsor him throughout the years of his education," Asher spelled out again, emphasizing every word, and I stared wide-eyed, processing really slowly all he'd said. "You want to sponsor him throughout the years of his education? My…brother, Marcus. You want to sponsor him throughout the years of his education!?" I repeated like a broken record, and my voice came out a disgusting squeal. Ditching the seat once more, I rose to my feet. "Why?""Why?""Yeah…" I nodded, my head heavy with thoughts. "Why? W-why do you want to help him? Why are you h
AXEL.Evangeline erupted in a burst of rude laughter, one so hearty she steadied herself against the wall to regain composure. I knew that game and didn't intend to fall for it— her condescending tone was meant to get to me and somehow throw me off.Not today, Medusa. I crossed my legs, watching her reaction till she was done with her seemingly endless laughter."I'm convinced comedy really is your thing, Axel," She began firmly. Her smiling lips had dissolved into a stern, straight pause. "Look, I get it. You have the looks and the money. You get the bad bitches, and ladies are all over you. Not only that, but I also had a one-night stand with you, which NEVER would have happened if we weren't drunk—" Evangeline paused.I smirked, seeing the hint of red on her face. She folded her arms across her chest again and repeatedly blinked like she was trying to push out a thought. I fucking loved that I knew what she was thinking."—but that gives you no fucking right!" Her tone rose in ang
EVANGELINE.Everything had happened so fast, like a dream. I'd been immersed in my work when I heard some ruckus happening at the front of the office— of course, I plugged in my AirPods deeper since I didn't want to be a part of whatever was going on. That lasted up until a minute before someone nudged me, signaling to the front space.I'd been awed. I rose from my seat and waddled past the compartments, looking forward to seeing what they were talking about. Most of my coworkers were on their feet, and they faced the same direction— the front of the office. Due to the size of the room, it wasn't easy to see what was before me till I reached the front, and my jaw dropped to the floor.Right before me, in my face, was Axel and the big bouquet of red roses in his hands. He looked like his usual gorgeous self, in a casual fit and his intentionally disheveled hair that perfected his bookish playboy look. I needed not to say my breath was caught in my throat, but it was, because of someone
ASHER."Don't you think today will be so fun!?" Mercury chimed as I drove, trying to keep my focus on the road. She'd been really distracting, and I tried my best to get my head in the game. Aren't couples supposed to do things like this only after the proposal has happened? I'd barely said a word to her about getting married, so her audacity and high hopes were surprising, really."Yeah…" my voice trailed as I clutched the steering wheel tighter and bustled through the busy streets, dreading what was about to happen. "It's going to be fun."I could feel the intensity of her stare burn into my skin from the corner of my eyes, and I tried to even my emotions— because somehow, I still felt that I shouldn't hurt her feelings, but these days, it kept feeling like it was what I was going to end up doing. "Do you not want to do this right now, Asher?" She asked again in a low tone. "The shop would always be there. We don't have to do any of this if you don't want to, right now. I'm sorry I