Desires Die Hard

Chapter 16

“I’ll pay for the tea. You can take down my details.” Anya wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. She didn’t want Evan to spot her and think she was here for him.

She turned around and headed to the counter to have her details taken down.

Shane wasn’t done talking to her yet though. He had completely forgotten about Evan. He reached out and grabbed Anya’s arm. “Ms. MacMillan, why don’t you let me have your contact details too?”

There was no way Anya was giving this man her number.

She shoved his hand off her arm and scurried off like a terrified rabbit who had just spotted a hungry wolf.

Shane didn’t go after her. Instead, he simply narrowed his eyes and stared hungrily at the young woman as she made her way to the counter.

He had caught a faint scent of milk when he had grabbed her arm. That had smelled faintly like…breast milk.

Shane had some kinks when it came to sex. He enjoyed sleeping with married women and he especially loved sleeping with women who had just given birth and were breastfeeding. ‘

naturally sweet. Like milk. That was what Anya

that Anya wasn’t married. She couldn’t possibly have had kids and was breastfeeding, could she?

patience for the man. His eyes darkened with anger. He scoffed softly, then walked up to Shane. “Mr.

out of the café. Without looking back, he headed

profusely. “I’m really sorry, Mr. Welton. I ran into a friend and spent a few minutes catching

afraid of Evan. But he couldn’t deny the fact that

and play along. If he wanted to achieve his

then. There wasn’t anything wrong in swallowing his pride for the

afford to drop his guard against anyone. That included the young man before him. Shane Brown, the man who had risen to wealth recently. The man whom he held

Evan walked away with his chin slightly raised. He isn’t

after Evan stubbornly. “Mr. Welton, why don’t we have

with the man. He threw

in his tracks. Hayden politely explained

wasn’t going to catch up to Evan with Hayden in his way. They were in public. He couldn’t start throwing punches

face darkened. “Or does Mr. Welton think himself