It had been a while since Roman had been in a club. Between working, revenge, his father and Evelyn, there wasn't any time left over for anything else.  There were queues outside the club when he got out of the taxi but he ignored them to walk to the front. And he ignored Phillip's grin when he met him at the door. That man had been doing that a lot lately and it was getting on his nerves. "Good evening, sir," one of the doormen said as they opened the door for him. He nodded and walked in. It took a moment to adjust to the light and loud music. This place looked like a typical club - grinding bodies on the dancefloor and along the walls. Fuck knew what debauchery was hidden in the dim lighting. And Evelyn was

Eve's head was clear when they arrived at the house. She was stone-cold sober. Fear did that to a person. Roman was a billionaire and had the resources to pull off whatever he wanted, and she had pissed him off somehow. She hadn’t said a word to him the whole drive out of the city, but he hadn’t bothered to speak either. She could feel his anger suffocating her in the confined space, and it had pushed her own anger with him to the back of her mind. What had she done wrong? And if he was that pissed off, why had he brought her back here? Why hadn’t he just told her her services were no longer required and just left her in the city?  Her answers would be in that contract but she knew deep down t

Eve looked down at her phone as it rang again for the millionth time. It was Brendan again.  He has been messaging and calling since the early hours of the morning. Besides replying with a quick 'I'm okay, I'll call you later,' just so he wouldn't think she was in a ditch somewhere, she'd ignored everything.  Even Miranda and Josie had texted to ask where the two of them had disappeared to last night but she hasn't bothered to reply to them. What could she say? She'd just found out she was fucking the devil? She had given her mind and body to an evil bastard who liked to own people like property? He'd used her body's responses to him against her t

Eve watched the car drive away and released a shaky breath.  Where was he going? Had he listened to her and realised it was over? Or was he going to come back? She felt the numbness leave her body as her fear of him returned. She'd spent all day in the bedroom wondering if he would come up and demand that she did 'her job'.  And she'd also been terrified that despite what she knew and how she felt, her body would respond to him anyway. He had a hold on her physical responses that she would never understand. He had been right about that part but she had to let go anyway.  As the car turned into the road and the gates slid closed behind it, she stood up and grabbed her phone. Her first call was the taxi

Phillip parked the car in front of the restaurant's glass walls. He had an uninterrupted view from here. It was already dark as it was colder lately, so Roman didn't feel inconspicuous sitting in the car. Not like when he had gone there before. The first time had been in broad daylight and his car had stuck out so much in this neighbourhood that he hadn't been able to stop long enough to see Evelyn.  Now he could sit here for however long he wanted like some love-struck teenager waiting to catch a glimpse of his crush.  This was so stupid.  He was a grown man and should have been able to just walk in and ask to talk. Maybe this was a mistake. Evelyn had put their time together behind her so he had to