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 after

and her neck was killing her. Amid the fog clouding her head, snippets

was no doubt about it. They

stepmother. Her stepmother must have drugged them! Anya couldn’t think of anyone else who would do

in her head. ‘She had to get out of here,’ she thought. She tried to

set to inherit the vast fortunes of the wealthiest family in Nordeny and the bachelor whom every young woman from any respectable family sought to marry. A man who loathed the advances of women he didn’t know.

waking up right now. What would he think when he saw the mess? There was no way she could talk her way

been secretly in love with the man since she had been a girl.

other side of the 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

clouded her head dispelled immediately. She shook her head frantically. “I

wasn’t me…”

stealthy means. His fingers tightened around Anya’s pale arms. His strong grip nearly crushed her fragile

arms. Her eyes reddened

in listening to her denials. In his view, she was just another despicable, loose woman who drugged him so that she could sleep with him. He released his grip on her and shoved her aside roughly. Then, he got out of bed and began

young man pulled on the

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 would make them pa** out and put up a deception of them

weren’t supposed to actually sleep with

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