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?”

reconsidered the contract?”

to go out of her mind. Had she not

man didn’t seem to understand the concept of a

desperate to have sex

that kind of woman!

tried to keep her cool as she repeated her

you won’t reconsider the offer?” Evan stared right into Anya’s eyes. It

The young man

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man trying to pursue a woman he was

he had no experience when it came to courting

He

offer her a million dollars every month, her answer would still be

contract. Trying to please Evan

themselves up for sale and

away from this man. He had no idea what

I’ve made myself very clear. I’m not interested in the money and I’m not interested in being

one turns me down, Anya MacMillan,” Evan said carefully as he narrowed his dark eyes. There

you plan to force me to do something I don’t want to do, Mr. Welton?” Anya spat

anger.

way to make you say ‘yes‘.”

exasperation. She knew exactly what kind of

a man who knew nothing

had no idea how to

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

had droves of women who would flock to him at the drop