Desires Die Hard

Chapter 24

Sydney took a deep breath. Her blood red lips curled into a sly smile. She made her way through the crowd as she searched for Evan. After shoving her way through the packed crowd, elbowing patrons and waiters alike, she finally found who she was looking for.

He was seated at one of the tables at the furthest end of the room. The lights were dim, yet somehow, she still managed to spot the man. He sat there like a god gazing down upon his kingdom. Like a god, he appeared distant and untouchable.

The sight sent Sydney’s heart racing.

She clutched her chest tightly, pursed her lips and tried her best to look as sultry as possible as she made her way towards Evan’s table. Her eyes flitted around as if she were searching for someone. Then, with a sudden thud, she slipped and fell next to Evan’s feet.

“Ow!” the young woman gasped aloud as she feigned pain.

She curled herself around Evan’s leg like an eel.

The act was outrageous. Yet, it did successfully draw Evan’s attention to her.

His eyes fell on the woman who had falleh at his feet. He didn’t expect to see another MacMillan.

across Evan’s dark eyes. His voice remained perfectly polite though. “Ms. MacMillan. Are you

interest in women who tried to tried to throw themselves

that concern in Evan’s

in a soft

returned her soft words

wasn’t. Sydney was clearly here for Evan. No one sober could have tripped and fallen

fell right at Evan’s feet. That seemed like too much of a coincidence to be a happy accident.

in Nordeny and the man who was going to inherit the

away from her. He probably wasn’t interested in talking to her. She could feel

nervous.

falling at his feet and trying to gain his favor. Yet, Evan had never shown any interest in any woman at all. She hadn’t heard of him being involved in any

in was the one she and her mother had tricked him into. The trap they had set up for Anya…they didn’t expect

you around,” Sydney said demurely and in a sweet

say a word to her at all. He obviously didn’t want to talk to her. The feeling of defeat

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