Desired by Don

Jayden turned his head around to look at the person speaking. He could see the fake wide smile relaxing on her face as she approached him.

Nothing about her had changed; her height, face, body size, hair colour, everything was still the same.

"I can see you are back, why did you leave France?" He asked Eva, who only responded with a smile as she glued her eyes on his face, giving Jayden a weird feeling.

He looked around properly to make sure this wasn't a trap to catch him. He also wanted to be sure that no one was around them, asides his driver who was in the car. When he was eventually convinced, he turned to face her again.

"I can see you don't still trust people or it is just me?" Eva asked him fidgeting with the tip of her cloth.

"How do I trust some who accused me of killing my step-mom?"

"Your step mom? When she was alive, you never considered her your mother, now you call her your step mom?" Eva said laughing profusely like he just cracked a joke, but Jayden did nothing oth