In the midst of the dilemma of getting Alessandro to sign the papers, Eve received a text from her manager,Wendy: Guess what? The reality show is back!"Oh shit! Hell no!" Eve's piercing scream reverberated through the room, carrying with it a weight that threw the atmosphere in heavy silence.Till a throat was cleared beside her, "Uhm, chairwoman, is there any problem with the presentation?" The familiar voice of the chairman of the board had Eve lifting her eyes to the sea of gazes staring at her.Right, she had forgotten that she was in a meeting!Embarrassment flooded her cheeks, and she adjusted herself in the seat, clearing her throat. "Sorry, please continue." A confused Vegas who had been giving the presentation went on, and Eve tried to concentrate for the rest of the meeting.But she merely succeeded, for as soon as she stepped into her office, she pulled out her phone and dialed the manager."Hey Wendy, I don't understand, the show is over..."The overly excited manager

He took in the stubborn upturn of her soft beautiful lips, that fire in her eyes that burned him raw, washed aglow in the bright lights.And he knew, she wasn't about to declare her undying love for him."So what? I am to forget all your insults and manipulations and the way your family has treated me for what? Because you suddenly had a change of heart which is so fickle that I cannot trust it? Bugger it." Her tone was sharp as the daggers she was shooting from her eyes, and he took a step towards her, aware that he must thread carefully."I want to get to know you better, I am interested to knowing you, Ava, not the misinformation and misconceptions I've had in my head." When she didn't say a word, but kept staring at him with that delicate head raised upwards to meet his stare, he continued in a calm soothing tone,"For instance, when you are pissed, your accent is British, and your fingers twitch."Bloody hell, Eve had forgotten to mask the accent which had become a part of her

The giant hand of the clock struck seven o'clock, and an elegantly dressed lady in red sashayed out of the elevators, her stilettos clicking against the floors.Her beautiful frame reflected against the wall mirrors, and her cologne spread through the air.She stopped in front of the top floor and lifted her hand, ready to push the door bell, when a masculine hand with sprinkles of hair wrapped around her wrist,And pulled her into the corner of the hallway.It happened so swiftly that she didn't get the opportunity to see his face before she was pulled into a rock hard chest."Do you really wanna ruin your career for that jerk? He's fucking using you!" That voice thick with sexiness was as familiar as her own job."Mr. Stark?" She spoke for the first time, and a frown marred his face, then he pushed her a good distant away from him.Because that was no Ava Stark, his wife.The lady in blond hair pulled off her shades and stared at him in surprise, and it was his turn to mutter her n

"Bloody hell."Eve cursed beneath her breath as soon as she woke up to the bright sun rays which somehow penetrated into her head.She was shivering with cold, and yet her body was soaked in a pool of her own heat.And to make it worse, it was as if that banging headache had only tripped.She felt ten times worse than before she went to bed, and her feet were suddenly too heavy as well as her whole body."Fucking stupid sickness." She cursed again when she almost tripped over the table.The room was empty and felt like it was zero degrees, but her skin itched of the perspiration which clung to her clothes.Her head was heavy, but she forced feet to move, staggering and holding onto walls and tables as she finally made it to the bathroom.But her teeth was clenched tightly, and the very thought of getting into the tub was terrifying.It felt like an hour later when Eve found her way out of the room in the thickest sweats and pants she could find, her hair wet and piled on top of her he

Alessandro Stark had become the ideal husband.Scratch that, there wasn't a perfect word to describe how much he had suddenly become the best.During the days that Eve lay in bed recovering, and only came downstairs for some air and change of environment once in a day, he took responsibility around the house.She woke up each morning to the aroma of breakfast prepared by him, then he dressed Zoe and drove her to school,After which he returned home where Eve had showered and changed into loose slacks, yet again.On the days she washed her hair, it became a habit that he simply dried it for her. Lunch and dinner would follow, and he reminded her to take her drugs.In fact, he handed her the pills himself as well as the water, and watched as she gulped it down her throat.She slept with him next to her, their body heats mingling under the duvet, and sometimes she rolled into his arms.'Sometimes' happened for six days, and on the seventh when she woke up to realise that she had complete