Roman waited for about ten minutes before he picked his briefcase and the bottle of wine up from the passenger seat and got out of the car.
The security team would have been watching him, and the last thing he wanted was for anyone to claim he’d lost his damn mind.
But he had.
He'd lost it completely.
It wasn’t even three in the afternoon yet. He’d had meetings lined up until five but here he was, ringing Evelyn’s doorbell. The moment he’d been told she was home he had cancelled everything, grabbed the new contract and drove Evelyn’s brand new car here. All because she hadn’t called him as he had expected after he had left her university papers. Had she even looked at them o
What the hell was going on here?Evelyn watched Roman put the steaks on the grill from her seat at the kitchen island. He was cooking for her. Fucking cooking for her. Who was this man?He had been like this for hours. Talking to her, filling her wine glass, being so attentive that it was easy to forget who she was dealing with.Was he really starting afresh now with the new contract as he had said? But even if he was, this couldn’t be good for her health. Because this was everything she had dreamed of, hoped for, since the day she had signed the contract. He was blurring the lines and smashing through all the boundaries he had set before and she knew she was going to get hurt.Because even though
Was she buying it? Roman couldn’t tell.He had nothing against spending time with Evelyn every once in a while but he could already see that it would be a problem down the line. It felt too real.And by the look on Evelyn’s face, this felt the same for her, too. It would be so easy to fall into this trap when she kept looking at him like that.But still, the contract lay uselessly on her lap. Her pen had hovered on it a few times and then she’d stopped. He was sitting right next to her and could feel her indecision every time she did that.She was overthinking this.“Shall I top up your drink?” he asked.
Evelyn woke up to the morning sunshine streaming into her room. Last night had been different. She couldn't put a finger on it but the way Roman had held her, the way he had kissed her... it hadn't felt as detached as it had been since the day she had walked out on him.Maybe he was making an effort to keep her here. Maybe he really wanted to give it a go. He knew how she felt about him but he was still willing to change things just for her. He'd given her an out in the contract to make her feel differently about her situation like maybe he did care how she felt.She tried to smother the flutter of hope in her chest but failed. A smile formed on her face as she yawned and stretched, and then she froze when she bumped into the warm, hard body next to her.She suck
Everything was as it should have been.The contract was signed so all the bullshit was going to stop. The moment she actually read the contract of course.Roman looked at the copy of the contract that had been placed on the side of his desk. Last night had been a dickish move, and this morning, taking her like that had been completely unnecessary.But the first thing he had seen when he had opened his eyes was her stunning face and... Well, he wasn't a monk. He could be forgiven for continuing the charade even after he's gotten what he had gone there for.But now he could put a stop to her visits to this boy without having to do anything drastic like follow her in there and punch the living s
Evelyn had been numb when Roman had arrived. She'd cursed her stupid body for reacting to him but had been too scared to open her mouth.No, not scared. It wasn't worth it to start arguing with Roman now when he had given her yet another reason to hand in her notice.Her copy of the contract was on her nightstand. She couldn't take her eyes off it while the shower was running.It was still dark outside, unlike Thursday when he'd left after sunrise. Either their Fridays were still the same or she had been played.It was like sleeping with two different people. Thursday's Roman had been nothing like this. Thursday's Roman hadn't made her feel used.
"You look hot, Eve."She laughed at Brendan's comment as they walked down the road, sharing a box of greasy chicken and chips that had already started getting cold.Roman would never say she looked hot. He'd say exquisite or some other posh word.That thought made the laughter die on her lips as she put a chip in her mouth."You've been like this all day. Are you going to tell me what's wrong or not?She pushed thoughts of Roman aside and concentrated on what was real."Nothing's wrong. But I still don't get what we're doing here. This isn't where we usually party."
What was Evelyn doing with that boy? Had she not bothered to read the new rules even now?“Is everything okay, Roman?” Vivian asked.He pulled his gaze away from the taxi to look at the woman hanging onto his arm. Her grip was so tight as if she was trying to fuse herself to his side.“It’s fine,” he lied as he pulled his phone out of his pocket while he led Vivian to the front door of her parents’ house.He sent Philip a quick text. Tonight was very important to him and he wouldn’t let Evelyn derail him. What had she even been doing here? Making sure he saw her dressed like that? Showing him that she didn’t give a shit about the rules?
It had been a while since Roman had been in a club. Between working, revenge, his father and Evelyn, there wasn't any time left over for anything else.There were queues outside the club when he got out of the taxi but he ignored them to walk to the front.And he ignored Phillip's grin when he met him at the door. That man had been doing that a lot lately and it was getting on his nerves."Good evening, sir," one of the doormen said as they opened the door for him.He nodded and walked in. It took a moment to adjust to the light and loud music. This place looked like a typical club - grinding bodies on the dancefloor and along the walls. Fuck knew what debauchery was hidden in the dim lighting. And Evelyn was