Evan Peters Hot Novels & Stories

Walking out of the chapel just after concluding her penance, with strong hopes that this sacrament of reconciliation will bring good tidings to her. She searched through her bespoke Hermes bag to fetch a keyless remote control. Pointing same towards an obsidian black Mercedes-Maybach S650 seated on the all paved parking lot just about 100 feet outside the chapel. Those new pair of silhouette heels still hurts terribly regardless, she needs to walk like a queen.

"I'm at Peter's studio, waiting to have dinner with you." Evan swallowed hard. He rasped, "I'm still with my client. Go ahead and have dinner. Don't wait for me." "Well, you can't skip dinner. I'll get the food ready for you when you're back home." Evan grunted in agreement. He also heard Peter's laughter in the background, like many times before this. After hanging up, he rose from the ground and said to the driver, "Let's head to Peter's studio." Things were quiet in the studio as most employees were off work. Evan paced the entrance for a bit before entering the door passcode and tiptoed into the space.

Evan leaves from there. *******************

“I’ll call you once I’m off.” I nodded and turned to walk away. “Do you mind if I walk you down? Just until you get a cab,” the guy asked behind me. “If you want to,” I said, not bothering to look back. We walked down the quiet street together. The city felt different at night still and quiet. “I’m Ian,” he said. “I’m Evelyn. But everyone calls me Eve,” I answered flatly. “Nice. You’re new around here?” “Obviously,” I muttered, not wanting to give too much information.

Her mother was lucky she loved her as this was pure and utter torture. “Why am I here?” Evan asked, escorting his grandmother to her seat. They were sitting in the front row, with a great view of the catwalk. “You’re my date,” Penelope said, smiling. She pulled an elegantly embroidered silk fan from her purse and began to wave it in front of her. “Did you have somewhere else to be?” “Yes, at home, watching the game,” Evan murmured, sitting down next to her. “Now, now. Would you rather watch a bunch of sweaty men fight over a ball or beautiful women in revealing clothes?” Penelope teased.

"Oh, I'm sure she'll be here any second. Sit down and relax while we wait." Ethan sat where the place card held his name and asked his mother, "Where's dad?". Of course. his parents would have arrived together. Her answer was, "He said he had a little business with Beta Hanson, he should be back soon." This sounded perfectly acceptable to Ethan and he was finally able to let himself relax. That feeling of relaxation didn't last long. As Ethan was admiring the way the mirrored centerpieces seemed to light up the lilies like they were the stars of the show he noticed Katie's place card. His heart began to beat rapidly, of course Katie would be with them at the head table and not with her own m

"Mr.Evan, I don't have time for your rubbish. so please aside" Aubrey scoffed. Evan grabs her arm and turns her to face him. Evan's face is fuming mad. But that is not strange but the odd thing is that where Evan touches Aubrey is very hot. It is truly hot. Aubrey was surprised by the hotness that her arm felt with a slight touch of Evan. [His hands are hot] Uncousiouly Aubrey raises her hand and touches Evan's forehead. Evan has taken but a sudden gesture from Aubrey.

In order to prevent Matthias from doing anything embarrassing, Evan quickly lugged him away. Meanwhile, Ether appeared reluctant to see him go. Seeing that, Evan was displeased, as he didn’t expect that Matthias could win her heart so easily. He had heard that Ether was an icy beauty, and she had hardly taken a liking to any man. Therefore, it had never crossed his mind that she’d fall for Matthias.

The day had flown by, and it was almost nine o’clock. “We waited for you,” Evan said. “And it was worth the wait.” He winked at me. “I’ll let you get settled in, my dear.” Peter said, smiling and looking back and forth between me and Evan. Then he headed back over to the fireplace, where I saw he’d been smoking a pipe. “Come on,” Evan said. “Your stuff beat you here and I got some of it set up in your room. I want to show you where everything went.”

Ethan wasn't expecting anyone and since none of his friends in California knew he stayed in this penthouse, he wondered who it was. He peeked through the doorbell camera, “Who is it?” Evie appeared through the camera, making his heart drop. “Hey, big bro!” She waved with a smile, “It's me!” “Oh shit!”