Desires Die Hard

Chapter 1

It was June, at the crack of dawn, a beautiful woman woke up with pains wracking her body and a splitting headache in a presidential suite of a five-star hotel, somewhere in the capital city, Nordeny.

She felt utterly exhausted. Her head was killing her. It was as if she had woken up in a stranger’s body. The young woman was Anya MacMillan. She forced her eyes open and pushed herself up. The sight before her baffled her.

A huge bed. Messy sheets with streaks of dried dubious fluids stained. Clothes strewn across the bed and the floor. Clothes that belonged to her and a man.

Anya jerked in shock. She whipped her head around and stared at the other side of the bed.

On the huge and messy bed slept the man whom she had been secretly in love with forever. Evan Welton, the most sought-after bachelor in the capital city. The Adonis of Nordeny.

Exhaustion lined his handsome face. His eyes were tightly shut. He showed no signs of waking up. He was completely naked, His finely sculpted form laid completely bare to Anya’s eyes.

The pounding in Anya’s head worsened.

Her breathing quickened. Did she…had she…with Evan…last night?

Anya shoved aside the splitting pain in her head and forced herself to recall what had happened last night.

Last night…she remembered that she had paid a visit to her stepmother.

happened

Her head felt heavy and her neck was killing her. Amid the fog clouding her head, snippets of memories flashed. She remembered heated touches, naked

no doubt about

stepmother must have drugged them! Anya couldn’t think

had to get out of here,’ she thought. She tried to clamber out of bed immediately. She knew exactly who Evan Welton

set to inherit the vast fortunes of the wealthiest family in Nordeny and the bachelor whom every young woman from any

he think when he saw the mess?

the man since she had been a girl. She didn’t want the man to detest

bed. He wrapped himself around her slender waist and yanking her back forcefully. The next moment, she was trapped under someone. She heard a husky male voice, rough with anger and through a clenched jaw. “Anya MacMillan…how dare you drug

mind cleared up. The fog that had clouded her head dispelled immediately. She shook her head frantically. “I

wasn’t me…”

Evan detested such shameless and stealthy means. His fingers tightened

arms. Her

him. He released his grip on her and shoved her

pulled on the rest

was then that Sydney, Anya’s stepsister, burst into the room suddenly. The sight of the mess in the room sent her into an instant rage. She had thought that the drug

to actually sleep with each

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