“God, I am tired.”Evelyn groaned out loud as she removed her glasses. Resting her back on the seat, she grabbed her nape and massaged it gently.Evelyn had been working ever since the jet took off only because she didn’t want to interact with the man who was continuously striving for her attention.“Lie down, Eve.”Dylan said it for the nth time and Evelyn discounted it for the nth time.Anger grew on him watching her ignorance. She was behaving as if he wasn’t even present and her stubbornness was at another level.Evelyn didn’t eat anything nor even accepted water from the staff. Dylan knew she was showing him her anger by refusing any sort of help but by doing so, she was only hurting herself.“Ahh! Now it’s fine.” Evelyn spoke when the stubborn knots in her muscles loosened and she slightly felt relaxed. She then again wore her spectacles and resumed her work.Dylan had enough now. He tugged his tie harshly and removed it.Standing up, he discarded his coat and stormed towards he
Evelyn’s P.O.V.Dylan not for once bothered me during the whole journey. He stayed with his men in another compartment after the fight.Well, it was a good thing but that didn’t happen because my mind was occupied with his thoughts the whole time. I tried to brush them away and focus on my work but I failed. I kept making minute errors every now and then until I frustratingly gave up.‘Why did he back out?’‘Why he didn’t react?’I don’t trust Dylan a bit but the thing is I was ashamed of my behaviour. I am not heartless like him. The way I was pushing him away, talking to him rudely and he was obediently following my every command turned me uneasy. I wasn’t liking it because I am not used to castigating people and treating them like trash. It is his job but today we both swapped our roles.“Fuck it!!”I threw my head on the seat and exhaled loudly. The best way to get rid of his thoughts was to take a sound nap. At least I will be unencumbered with all the worries, tensions, and stre
The car halted with a screech. Dylan turned to Evelyn whose eyes were riveted on her house. She was quiet during the whole ride, her anger had melted a long time ago but the thought of confronting her parents had her fraught with worry.Evelyn wasn’t nervous, she was scared of her reaction. She was back to the place where she was abandoned by her parents around three years ago. She also has buckets full of complaints and was eager to drench them with it but the question was will that sort everything out? The years of alienation have built such a thick wall between them that the thought of coming on the same wavelength with her parents amuses her.Dylan understood her anxiety. He was also going through the same pain because once she left him, he also left the city and started a new Empire in Italy and returned to New York only after getting the news of his father’s demise. Dylan was ashamed, and guilty but didn’t let those emotions overpower him unlike her. He knew he had to bear his m
Evelyn remained rooted on the spot, she lost words to argue with the wicked woman who unfortunately was her mother.But Evelyn refused to shed a single tear now. There’s no point in hitting your head against a wall.Mr. Clarke glanced at his daughter. He was equally guilty when he noticed the dejected look on her face. The girl was heartbroken.He softly grabbed her left hand and squeezed it gently. Evelyn looked at him. She closed her eyes when he wiped a lone tear that escaped her eye and caressed her face.“Don’t waste your time on this obnoxious woman, Evie. I am happy that you have moved on and got the parental love that we failed to give you. But don’t stay here anymore, child because the more you stay here, the more you will be trapped in dirt. It’s better you leave, Princess.”He made her understand but Evelyn could see how he was fighting with his emotions and was trying to act tough. His eyes were begging her to stay but for her sake and to save her from her mother, he was t
“You need to rest Evie. You just landed and came to visit me. At least sleep for some time and then we can go.” Mr. Clarke insisted.Evelyn who was busy on the phone ended the call and then turned to him.“It’s fine Dad. Joseph, my secretary, has done all the arrangements. We will be staying in the hotel till the evening because we have a flight at 9 pm. Don’t worry. And see, the cab has also arrived, let’s go.”Mr. Clarke sighed in defeat as she coiled her arm around him and headed to the car.“Why didn’t you bring someone along with you to avoid the hassle?”Mr. Clarke wasn’t liking the way Evelyn was pushing herself. Tiredness was dripping from her face but didn’t she let the smile waver as she didn’t want him to worry.“It’s fine Dad. I have people who work for me. Besides it’s not my first time visiting a city alone.”She chuckled and opened the door for Mr. Clarke. She was helping him get inside the car when a loud shrill echoed from behind flinching them.“Hello Ma’am”Evelyn c
Mr. Clarke studied Evelyn silently while she make up the bed for him, arranging the cushions just the way he prefers.The man was worried. No matter how much Evelyn try to assure him that she was fine but he had seen the unwanted fear in her eyes every time Hunter mentioned something. She even abruptly switched the hotel. Bit by bit the girl was only turning him more dubious and Mr. Clarke couldn’t help but mull over her bizarre behavior.He wasn’t born yesterday. He was well aware that Evelyn was hiding something from him. Something which needs to be addressed but for his sake, she was keeping it under wraps.“There you go. Come, Dad,” Evelyn beamed and headed to help him get on the bed. Mr. Clarke simply obeyed her but his gaze was riveted on her exhausted face.“I will order something for you.” She spoke and turn around to leave but was stopped when he clasped her wrist.“Come sit beside me for a while.”Evelyn gave him a sweet smile and slowly removed his hand, “Dad, first let me
“WHO BROUGHT HIM HERE??”An ear-splitting scream filled with rage rang in the corridor of the hospital grabbing everyone’s attention.Hearing the scream, Hunter who was guarding the room hurriedly rushed inside only to see Dylan standing at the foot of the bed while her mother threw objects at his way, not even caring about the blood that was trickling down her palm.The nurses tried their best to hold back Mrs. Black who was having a fit. Her hair was a tangled mess and her angry eyes glared at her son with contempt and hatred. Hunter gulped and looked at Dylan whose eyes brimmed with endless despair. His face bore a solemn look but deep down he was dealing with an emotional upheaval by watching the state of her mother who had lost her senses only because he came to meet her.Hunter felt bad for him. There were only two people who could understand the Mafia lord better. One was Elijah and the other was Hunter. They were aware that their Boss never unfurled his emotions. He suppresses
Two weeks agoDylan was splayed on the swivel chair, his eyes staring at the ceiling deciphering the patterns of smoke rising high in the air. Hunter entered the room which reeked of alcohol and tobacco. His gaze raked over the empty bottles littered on the floor. A defeated sigh escaped his lips as he shifted his eyes to Dylan who was busy smoking the cigar languidly, he looked worn out as his face held a forlorn expression.Hunter took small strides and finally halted before him. When Dylan still didn’t notice him, he cleared his throat, “Mr. Benedict Fraser accepted the proposal. He is ready to sell his company to us.”Dylan nodded absentmindedly. He crushed the butt of the cigar before straightening his spine, “Bring me the documents.”Hunter immediately handed him the file as Dylan leafed through them carelessly when his eyes stopped at a particular signature that was scribbled at the bottom. A sinister glint entered his eyes as he caressed his thumb over it. That act only creepe