FAZER LOGINJulian‘s POV“Eve.”Half-asleep, I rolled over, reaching out to pull her closer—but my arms hit nothing. I fumbled around the bed, blinking at the moonlight spilling across the sheets. She wasn’t there.I checked the clock. Three a.m. Moon still hanging high, and Evelyn was gone.I glanced at my phone. Eight hundred work messages. Not one from her.My clothes were scattered on the floor, but hers? Vanished.I scanned the nightstand, the desk. No note. Not a scrap. Ruthless woman.Lately, the London M&A had me stuck on business trips. Three hours of sleep a night, every day, just trying to wrap up work so I could see her. Honestly, just seeing her face was enough to make it worth it. I even checked her social media daily.But lately… her world was all animals. Fine by me. Way better than a few years back, when her social media was plastered with Sebastian.At least now, she’s in her own world. Not anyone else’s. That gave me some peace of mind.Except… what the hell was Vernon Jones do
Evelyn's POVI barely had time to process what he meant before Julian slipped a second finger inside me. His fingers moved like the world’s greatest pianist, playing my body with rhythm and precision.Pretty soon, I was soaking. The room was thick with lust, filled only with our heavy breathing and the slick, wet sounds of his fingers moving in and out of me.His fingers were long, nimble, precise—hunting for every sensitive spot. God, they felt better than any vibrator.“Looks like you’re close,” he murmured.“Not—ah!” I started to deny it, but he added a third finger, thrusting deep and hard.I wasn’t gonna take that lying down. I leaned over him, pressing my nipple against his, teasingly twisting it with my fingers.“I told you… that doesn’t do anything. And if you weren’t blindfolded, seeing your chest heaving for me right now? I’d totally blow my load already.”“Oh yeah? How about this…”I licked along the line of his jaw and down to the skin between his neck and collarbone. I fe
Evelyn's POVLike a rose carefully placed in a vase, Julian gently laid me down on the bed. Just as he was about to let go, I tightened my arms around his neck.“Don’t let go yet,” I whispered.“How am I supposed to not let go? You know I’ve been waiting for this moment a long time,” he murmured, his words bold, but he didn’t move an inch. He just stayed still, letting me hold him, his broad hands gliding down my spine, gradually tightening their grip.Honestly… I was just too shy. My dress was wide open at the front. Most people would probably say, what’s there to be shy about? You’re gonna take it off anyway. But I had put so much effort into this. It felt like giving a gift I’d been hiding for a year—only the wrapping got torn, and a peek of the surprise was exposed too soon. Totally ruined the suspense.“Feels… unreal,” Julian whispered.“What’s unreal?” I asked.“You… just holding me. So tightly. And right now, I’m completely yours.” His voice was soft, feather-light, making my h
Evelyn's POVThat last line was definitely loaded.Basically, he just told me we were about to do it… in the same place his parents once… wow. Great. I suddenly felt like I’d accidentally wandered into his parents’ honeymoon suite. Instant urge to bail.“Uh… can we maybe go somewhere else? Isn’t this… a little disrespectful?”“Nope. But if we don’t do it here… we might end up in the car,” Julian said as he led me to the dining room, pulling out my chair like a total gentleman. “Although, the car’s not bad… just feels like a waste of all this effort.”And Julian really had gone all out. The long cherrywood table flickered with candlelight, piled with roasted steak, pudding, borscht, salad, and a bottle of red. He guided me to my seat.“Wanna take it off?” he whispered in my ear.“Now?”“Your coat. You gonna keep the lab coat on all night?” Julian smirked, clearly enjoying himself.“Take it off for me,” I muttered.“Happy to oblige.”His hands slid from my back to my chest, unbuttoning
Evelyn's POVI called Maddie, gave her the quick rundown of my dilemma, and she couldn’t stop laughing on the other end.“Babe, you and Sebastian’s relationship must have been so boring if you can’t even figure this stuff out.”“Can we not talk about him? And for the record, this is cheating—it’s not the same thing as a relationship.”“Well, cooking is definitely not the move. You’re fuck buddies—smells, smoke, grease… total buzzkill. Honestly? You could just… go down on him. He’d lose his mind.”“Nope. Can’t do it.”Okay, I’ll admit it—I’m super conservative in that department.“I’ve got an idea. I’m working on some new clothing designs, still need to tweak a few pieces. How about I get someone to drop them off at your place later? You try them on, give me some feedback?”“Feedback?”“Yeah. Your feedback. And maybe ask Julian what he thinks too. It’s for the ‘date night’ concept.”Before leaving work, a package arrived from Maddie’s assistant. Black-and-pink gift box. I tore it open—
Evelyn's POV“What would I even do?”“Like I said, the theme is humans and wildlife. I’m thinking two perspectives: wildlife rescue, which is you, and then wildlife hunting, for which I have someone else in mind. I want to explore the clash between these viewpoints—the survival of wildlife and humanity’s relationship with nature.”“Wait… hunting? I can’t work with someone who supports that. We’d just fight.” I took a sip of my coffee, ready to shut this down.“And what’s wrong with a fight? Clash of opinions can be intense. Don’t reject me just yet, Evelyn. Think it over.”“I really can’t, Vernon. I know I’m idealistic… maybe extreme. But I truly believe wildlife has already given up too much for humans. Hunting? That’s just human arrogance. I don’t see how I could work peacefully with your hunting person. It’d just cause problems.”“I think you can be even more intense. You could use this documentary to build your following.”“My… following?”“Exactly. I heard you’re looking for new
Evelyn's POVAhead, rocks were tumbling down the slope, triggered by the fire, forming a mini landslide.Heart in my throat, I yanked the wheel, dodging the rocks while trying to keep the fawn safe. The mud and bumps made the buggy feel like it was at war; every hit threatened to throw me off balan
Evelyn's POVI hadn’t even finished my coffee when the sky started looking… off.The sunlight, usually clear and crisp, was muted, like someone had draped a gray veil over it. Slowly, it started to yellow. I thought it was just the weather changing—until Vernon stood up and stared toward the tree l
Evelyn's POV“You reacted fast back there,” I said. “Judgment was spot on.”He shrugged lightly, “Lucky, I guess.”A cool breeze drifted through the trees.I checked the mother deer while organizing the next steps. “First, let’s make sure there’s no tearing in the birth canal. Keep an eye on any bl
Evelyn's POV“Lena,” I lowered my voice, “the position’s wrong. It’s not the usual front-hooves-first with head—it’s just one front leg. The other one’s probably trapped underneath.”This is classic malpresentation in obstetrics. If we didn’t adjust it, that fawn wasn’t going anywhere.The air got







