❤️🔥EVE❤️🔥"I will see you later today, okay?" Mario said, squeezing my hand a little. I nodded, my uneasiness taking a huge troll at me where I was seated in the passenger seat of this huge black exotic truck and his father is right next to me, about to drive me to my place. My heart is racing
"Wha....what is wrong?" I stuttered. "We are being followed," he answered, his eyes not moving from the mirror. What? Followed? I looked behind me and I saw a black van following us. Next, a sound made me look at him. He is with a gun. My breath hitched. What the....He cocked the gun and mov
I furrowed my brows in absolute confusion at the tiny stone in his hand. What does he mean by tracking device? "I asked you a fucking question, little girl," he snarled as he walked closer to me, towering over me with his unbelievable height, leaving almost zero inches between us. It made terrifyi
I scoffed internally but mockingly at myself. That is just a story, Evelyn. This is really life, okay? This your reality. Face it. The sound of a ringing phone took my attention towards the gear side. I saw his phone and the name, "Candela" displayed on it. He saved his wife's name as her name?
I nodded, but my eyes fell on a short red and black-designed dress fixed on a dummy. It is very beautiful. My eyes roamed the design of the dress. It is like a check material with rose flowers on the sides. "You like this?" The other girl asked, walking towards the dress. "It is lovely," I said,
It is not a big deal. Besides, people love to be appreciated. And I don't want him to see me as an ungrateful brat. He already sees me as a spy so....Just do it, Evelyn. I glanced at him. My heart pounded. I looked at him again. He is focused on the road. Just say it. Go ahead. "Um....thank...
THIRD POV"What kept you from opening the damn door?" Candela asked, pushing the door further and walked into Evelyn's room. Evelyn raised her brows slightly, picking up a similar scent to the Don's on her. She waved it off as she closed down behind. Candela stood in her "lady of the house" glory,
"How did it go?" Candela asked.Evelyn furrowed her brows confusedly as her heart pounded."Wha...what?" "How did your trip with my husband go?" Candela repeated. "Good," Evelyn simply said, but nervously. It felt like she was being questioned about a crime she literally committed. "I see," Cande
As if the universe was on my side, the music, WAP by my girl Cardi B, began to play. I made slow and seductive steps towards the pole without taking my eyes off him. I grabbed hold of the pole and made a spin. With my back facing him, I leaned down slowly and seductively, twirling my waist to t
"Wait, that rich Don? What's his name again, Morelli, right?" the second one asked. "Yes, I think so." The third one internally. I scoffed internally in disbelief as I unzipped my purse again. "You should hurry, Deborah, before the madam gets angry. You know how she is. You have five minutes."
I have read about this in books. Mafia men and meetings in places like this. I wonder how they can hear themselves with the loud music playing. I continue gulping my drink non-stop without taking my eyes from the Don. He looked my way. I gulped my entire drink and licked my lips unknowingly
"A club? " "Yeah. It is Friday and not that late. We could hang out, have some drinks, have a little fun before we go to the mansion. And we will spend the weekend there." I stared at him. "Come on. You are going to love it," he said, smiling at me. I could use some fun. In here has been b
"Thanks for letting me in," Mario said, standing in my room and looking at me. He has flowers in his hands and a slightly big red box. "Imogen gave you my address, didn't she?" I asked. "Don't hate her for that, please. I literally begged her. Trust me, it wasn't easy getting it from her," he sa
He stared at me. "Wait, it was you?!" He didn't respond but took out his phone. "Why would you send me that money? I never asked you for it?" He clicked his phone and I got a notification beep in my phone instantly. "I just doubled it," he said. I let out a breathless scoff. The heck?
God, he is really the owner. I looked at him. He is giving me that one-sided smirk. I am in serious trouble. "Have you lost your mind, Evelyn?!" Ms Roberts yelled, making me flinch a bit. I lowered my gaze. "What is wrong with you?!" "I....I.. I didn't know he is..." "Is that why you
"You are keeping the money," she said. "No way," "Yes way. This is your money, and you are keeping it." My phone beeped a bit. I took it from her. "What was that?" She asked as I put my phone in my bag. "I have to go to work," I said. "Evie," "No. I am going. Bye," I said, getting on
I moved Lulu away gently as I got on my feet while still staring at my phone. I am literally seeing a lot of figures on my phone right now. In my fucking bank account. Two million euros. Oh my God. What is this? Who sent this? I scrolled my phone, but I didn't see any other messages.