Desires Die Hard

Chapter 90

There was a unique timbre to Evan’s voice. Anya knew it was him instantly.

Startled, she whirled around and found herself staring straight into Evan’s dark eyes.

It was Evan!

What was he doing here?

He should be at work.

Anya wasn’t going to try and find out why Evan was here. He lived here, after all. He had every right to be in this house. She simply hadn’t expected him to be here right now.

Anya was beginning to regret her decision to help Mdm Welton design a new coat.

It seemed that she would be seeing more of Evan in the future.

The young woman’s thoughts began to wander. She yanked her mind back to the present and pulled herself together. Then, she took a hasty step back and greeted the young man with an utterly professional tone. “Hi, Mr. Welton.”

She had every intention of leaving after that.

The young woman shoved Mdm Welton’s coat back onto the rack and whirled around.

Evan’s hand shot out, caught her wrist and pulled her back. He wasn’t a monster. She didn’t have to be afraid of him. “Why are you running?”

She hadn’t seemed afraid of him when she had lured him into her bed a year ago.

Anya seemed surprised. She hadn’t expected him to pull her back. The young woman tried to tug her wrist free. “Is there anything you need, Mr. Welton?”

you reconsidered the contract?” Evan asked patiently.

was ready to go out of her mind.

didn’t seem to understand the concept of a

desperate to have sex with

that kind of

tried to keep her cool as she repeated her refusal. “I’ve given

two hundred grand a month. Are you sure you won’t reconsider the offer?” Evan stared

to look right into her soul. The young man

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to pursue a woman he was interested in. He was

no experience when it came

views, women required no courting. He could simply buy them for

didn’t share his views. Even if Evan were to offer her a million dollars every

never agree to the terms of the contract. Trying

put themselves up for sale and offer themselves to this man?

to do was to stay as far away from this man.

Welton, I think I’ve made myself very clear. I’m not interested in

down, Anya MacMillan,” Evan said carefully as he narrowed his dark eyes. There was a hint of steel behind his words.

don’t want to do, Mr. Welton?” Anya

anger.

to make you say ‘yes‘.” Evan released his fingers on Anya’s wrist. His eyes were dark with

She knew exactly what kind of man

who knew nothing

how to court or romance a

too easily to him. He had been blessed with beauty, wealth and

had droves of women who would flock to him