EVANGELINEI tossed and turned that night, my mind replaying every second of what had happened with Gael.The memory of the slap echoed in my thoughts, seeming to reverberate through my skull.What had I done? What had I been thinking, striking him like that?Terror crept through my veins as I imagined his reaction once the alcohol wore off and the full weight of my actions hit him.Would he remember? Of course he would! And when he did, his fury would be unstoppable.I pulled the thin blanket up to my chin, trembling as I pictured him storming to my room in a rage.Every small sound in the house made me jump, had me holding my breath and waiting for heavy footsteps.The wind rattling the windows sounded like angry fists pounding my heart. I was so terrified that he would break down my door and strangle me to death for daring to hit him again, for crossing that line I should never have crossed for the second time that day.I stared at the locked door, half expecting it to splinter und
EVANGELINEEvening approached and I found myself growing increasingly anxious.Where was Gael? What was he doing?The silence in the house felt suffocating. I caught myself listening for his footsteps, for any sign of his presence, even though I dreaded running into him.I tossed and turned for probably the hundredth time. Sleep wouldn't come, and I didn't know why. Maybe it was all the overthinking.I told myself I wasn't worried about someone who hadn't left his room all day and hadn't eaten anything. No, of course not. Let him starve.But even as I tried to convince myself I didn't care, I couldn't stop wondering if he was hungry, if he was as miserable as I was, if he was lying awake in his own bed thinking about this mess we were in.What was wrong with me?"Damn my soft heart!" I groaned in frustration, sitting up and adjusting the strap of my night gown that had slipped off my shoulder.It was a wine-colored silk dress that barely reached mid-thigh, held up by thin straps. It w
EVANGELINEThe car ride from the airport to our destination was a study in uncomfortable silence, filled with enough tension to power the vehicle.I didn't care and pressed my face to the window, watching the Ravencrest countryside roll by in a blur of emerald and gold.As we approached our destination, we passed a pristine lake that stretched toward distant mountains. The view was so breathtaking it momentarily stole my breath.The landscape of Ravencrest was a stark contrast to the bustling cities of Aldermere. It felt like stepping into another world entirely. Rolling hills covered in lush greenery stretched as far as the eye could see, dotted with traditional stone cottages that looked plucked from a storybook. The air here was cleaner, fresher, carrying the crisp scent of mountain flowers and ancient pine trees.By the time we pulled into the driveway, it was nearly nine in the evening. The long journey had taken its toll, and exhaustion weighed heavily on my shoulders.I stepped
EVANGELINEThe rest of the descent passed while I sat with perfect stillness, every muscle in my body coiled tight with suppressed emotion.My face revealed nothing of the devastation within. Years of social training had taught me to hide pain behind a mask of serene indifference. Beneath the surface, I was drowning in a sea of anguish so deep I wondered if I would ever find my way back.When Sarah finally emerged from the cabin room nearly an hour later, she had transformed back into the picture of professional perfection.Her hair was styled flawlessly once again. Her makeup was pristine. Her uniform was immaculate, nothing had happened.I saw everything she tried to hide. The secret smile that played at the corners of her mouth spoke of conquest. The way she touched her lips absently, she could still feel his kisses lingering there. The flush that colored her skin with the afterglow of passion.She wore her victory with obvious satisfaction, devastating to anyone who knew how to lo
EVANGELINEHours crawled by in painful silence. The sun climbed higher in the sky, then began its slow descent toward the horizon. It painted the heavens in shades of gold that mocked the darkness in my heart.Sarah brought me lunch on fine china plates: perfectly grilled salmon with herbs, artfully arranged roasted vegetables, a glass of crisp white wine."This looks wonderful." I forced a smile while she set the elegant tray before me."Thank you, Mrs. Dettling. I do hope you enjoy it." Her voice was different now, breathier, with an undertone of satisfaction.There was also a glow about her.I picked at the food mechanically. Each bite required conscious effort to chew. The salmon was perfectly prepared, the vegetables crisp.All of it turned to dust in my mouth.Two hours into the flight, I decided to freshen up in one of the bathroom, which was more spacious than many hotel bathrooms I had seen.The mirror reflected a woman I barely recognized. I looked pale, hollow-eyed, diminis
EVANGELINE"I'm sorry." The words were barely audible above the engine noise. They came out as a whisper because my throat felt tight with unshed tears.I couldn't look at either of them. My eyes stayed fixed on my hands folded in my lap.But Gael wasn't done with his performance. He turned to Sarah and I watched his expression change instantly."I'll have whiskey." The anger was completely gone, replaced by something that sounded almost seductive. "Top shelf, if you have it."He paused and let his eyes travel deliberately down Sarah's body and back up again.It lingered on her curves in a way that made the air in the cabin feel thick and charged.“Show me private bedrooms. I need somewhere quiet to... handle some business." His voice dropped even lower, becoming intimate and private.The hint was subtle yet clear to anyone paying attention. The words 'handle some business' carried implications that had nothing to do with work calls or paperwork.Sarah's breath caught audibly and her