One Week Later "Mr. Stark has cleaned her up and fed her already." Sonia gave the morning report on Zoe to Eve as she had been doing for the past one week. "Okay. I will shop for her Thanksgiving diner clothes then." "Oh, he got them yesterday. He must want you to rest, ma'am." Now Eve could only say one thing, Alessandro Stark was going through a transformation! Ever since the hospital incident, he had been returning early and leaving later than usual for work. Once she had even come into the nursery in the middle of the night to see him changing baby Zoe's diapers. And he had been singing to the tiny toddler while doing so! Eve didn't know what to make of her husband's new attitude. It both delighted and left her in shock. "O...kay. I'll uhm... Take Zoe to the doctor when he....my husband leaves for work." And Sonia the cheerful nanny sent her a broad smile, "He said he will come back in the afternoon for it. Oh! Maybe you can go with him!" Now Eve was impressed and also

She did regret using physical violence with Bella, knowing she should have retaliated with words.But nothing hurt more than the feeling of starting to trust Alessandro again only to be betrayed.Eve kept her strides steady and made it to the parking lot. She could barely remember entering her car and pulling out her phone, nor could she recollect dialling her father.But before she knew what was happening, her phone screen was wet with her own tears and she was biting her lips as she waited for her father who didn't pick her call.They had asked for more money from Alessandro who would never believe that she had no involvement in their greedy scheme.Eve cried because she had lost her temper, and wailed harder because she wasn't indifferent to the man who would never trust her.Her heart swelled up at the thought of her parents who had never called to know how she was managing in her twin's place.But rather, they were still disgracing her twin's name and her presence by continually

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

"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

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