"You received a package, sir." Mr. Stark's secretary, Erica, stood in front of his desk the next day clutching tightly to an envelope. Her boss had been particularly in a certain mood since morning, which was a lot coming from her, since she was used to her hard hearted grumpy boss already. "Drop it and be on your way." With shaky fingers, Erica obeyed his instructions and scrambled out of his office. Minutes later, Alessandro Stark contacted her via the intercom. "Summon the members of the PR and development department to the conference room in ten minutes. Anyone who is late will suffer the consequences." "Okay sir..." And the call went dead with such a force it startled Erica. The staff at the Stark Global headquarters were familiar with the repercussions in situations like this, and so in less than eight minutes, Erica dialled the Chairman again. "Sir, they are complete and waiting for you." *** Murmurs and confused eyes stared back at the CEO after his declaration s
The new Mrs. Stark wore a black turtle-neck top and a permanent glare directed at her husband, to Thanksgiving dinner.It was a long dinner table that managed to fit everyone as well as their ego comfortably at the back of the luxurious gigantic building where the reputable powerful Stark family lived.And tortured everyone with their judgemental disapproving stares.For instance, as soon as Eve arrived, the older Mrs. Stark turned down her lips and asked, "It isn't Halloween, dear. Why did you dress like the Grim Reaper?" Then the old but classy looking great-aunt questioned her on why Alessandro looked thinner.Thinner? The man was a package of muscles and yummy... Not that she was looking.And the older Mr. Stark actually scoffed and muttered, "She's only with him for the money, grand aunt." As if it were a normal statement and not in any way embarrassing.The gathering was stifling and suffocating with all the proper mannerism expected of everyone and the silence that reigned i
Eve didn't realise that there was an intercom in her bedroom until hours after they returned from the Stark Family Residence which could only be described as a castle.She had put baby Zoe to sleep and Sonia had retired to her own quarters when the intercom went off, startling her in her busy task of wearing her night lotion."Meet me in my study." Alessandro Stark muttered in that low bossy voice that compelled her to obey.Except that she already planned on embracing rebellion.Aww, had he assumed she was his P.A. by some chance?Eve Wilson-Stark applied the lotion in all parts of her body, taking her sweet time to wear her nightdress and turn on the TV.Fifteen minutes later, the door opened to an angry Alessandro Stark, his eyes fixated on his wife who was sprawled in bed, laughing at an episode of Friends."Do you get off on riling me up?" He muttered in that deep authoritative voice which was even hotter with the undertone of anger.Without looking away from the TV, Eve shrugged
"Her endorsements in other companies have all been cancelled. Our shareholders are demanding her removal as company model." The Stark Corporation head of PR who had rushed to the Stark residence sat before Alessandro in the great study, looking pensive. It was a grave issue, but Alessandro Stark looked as collected as ever. "Is that the only option?" Alessandro asked, drumming his fingers on the table. The older man cowered before his intimidating presence, perspiration rolling down his skin although the AC was fully functional. Alessandro didn't look like he had any plan of dropping his wife as the corporation ambassador, But the responsibility would fall on his own shoulders, not the young ruthless CEO. "Yes...but..." The head of PR started to say, but was suddenly interrupted. "There is no need, I already contacted my manger to terminate the contract." The two heads turned towards the young Mrs. Stark who was glowing as ever in a flowing white dress that made a pool on t
"What the hell was that? You just made everyone think...""That I had sex with my wife last night? Of course, that would be outrageous." Alessandro looked arrogant as ever as he casually shrugged off his jacket, revealing rippling muscles bulging from the shirt.Eve tore her eyes away for a second, and folded her arms over her chest, her eyes shooting daggers at him.They had just stepped into the mansion and were yet to go upstairs. Alessandro threw the jacket to the seat and took a step towards his wife, his cologne filling her senses. "The real question is, what were you doing with the attorney? Wasn't the shame you brought already enough? You couldn't even control yourself and had to go and f*ck him in broad daylight?" Eve was starting to get tired of all the accusations. In fact, her head was swirling with so many thoughts. If anything, stepping out and seeing her pictures...Ava's, had confirmed how serious the situation was.She wished she hadn't let her anger get the bette
Eve distracted herself by solving kids' puzzles with Zoe for the rest of the day, making efforts to avoid Alessandro. But despite all she did to keep her mind away from her troubles, she couldn't help but think of the expression in his eyes before Wendy had left. Why had he paid for the breach of contracts of different companies which cost millions of dollars? And now that she was indebted to him, what would he demand of her in return? Eve's only companion, baby Zoe, fell asleep after she had washed her up, and Eve watched the baby's soothing face as she slept in the crib, her tiny fingers gripping tightly to a toy. She sat in the nursery for an hour, avoiding the internet and playing silly games in her phone in a bid to pass time. By eleven, when she was sure that Alessandro would have retired for the night, Eve tiptoed out of the nursery, careful not to wake the baby. In a similar fashion of quiet steps, she padded her barefoot to the hallway and stopped in front of her roo
It wasn't what Eve had expected when she heard that her sister had been found.The address Hannah sent ended up being the ICU of a private hospital, and Eve stared at the building for minutes, feeling numb, before she walked in and found her way to the ICU.The beeping of machines, doctors and nurses in white, visible through transparent glass doors, her mother weeping by the corner of the waiting hallway while her father consoled her...Eve stood in the middle of it all, her feet suddenly too heavy to bear her weight, her fingers trembling, her mouth unable to move."Prepare the OR for an emergency surgery and inform the Neurosurgery department to be on standby." "Yes doctor." The student doctor who had just been sent on an errand dashed out of the room, the brief moment she opened the door creating a little space for Eve to take a look at her sister.Ava was soaked in blood, oxygen mask attached to her nose, her legs wrapped in bandage."Oh God!" A gasp tore from Eve's throat, her
Alessandro Stark was pissed off, livid, and beyond annoyed.As soon as Eve stepped out of the bathroom where she had gone to dry off, a towel wrapped over her head with a bathrobe on her body, he started,"It's fucking midnight, Ava. Is there no limit to your irresponsibility?"Eve lifted her head from the task of securing the white robe on her waist. She had expected a confrontation and prepared herself in the bathroom for one.But being called irresponsible to her face was as far as she could take.It wasn't Alessandro's fault that he was ignorant to what she had gone through tonight, but she had returned wet and cold,And he didn't give two rats' shit about that!"Sorry, I wasn't aware of the time." She apologised instead of the many things in her head, wanting to put everything behind her and try to sleep without thinking of her sister lying in coma.Eve walked past him to the closet, or at least, she tried to, when firm fingers suddenly gripped hold of her arm and pulled her in