Desires Die Hard

Chapter 149

It was six in the evening. Somewhere in Nordeny was a fancy restaurant decked out in marbled tiles and lush red carpets. and with blindingly bright chandeliers hanging from elaborately painted ceilings.

Arriving at the fancy restaurant was Anya, who had agreed to dinner with Shane.

She was carrying the LV bag that he had bought her. The one that was worth fifty grand. Shane could see her as he sat near the window, dressed in his meticulous suit and looking like a perfect gentleman. The sight of the bag hanging from the crook of her elbow sent a smug look lighting up over Shane’s eyes.

He knew it. Every woman coveted wealth and luxury.

Every one of them would fall into bed with you for an expensive bag, an expensive dress, or an expensive car.

It didn

matter if Anya MacMillan was the most beautiful woman in Nordeny.

She would still fall onto her hands and knees and come crawling to him for a bag that cost fifty grand.

Shane couldn’t help the streak of glee racing through his head. He couldn’t wait to have some fun with the proud young lady who had once belonged to the MacMillan family.

He had a feeling that he was going to enjoy himself tremendously.

Shane’s lips twisted into a perverse smile as he stared at the young woman approaching his table.

Anya walked up to Shane, pulled her chair out and sat down. Shane was staring at her brazenly then, the look of lust and desire in his eyes plain for all to see. He seemed ready to rip the young woman’s clothes off and have his way with her right

there and then.

Of course, he was going to do no such thing.

Shane was a player and he knew the game well.

Rushing into things never helped and might just in fact ruin everything.

glass for Anya. “Ms. MacMillan, what would you like to

I

with you,” Anya said after throwing a

stomach. More

bully but at least he wasn’t sexually promiscuous.

who was making her

hand, was notorious in their

was a player who slept around

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dead by the end of the

man and would like to

that, Ms. MacMillan? Shane raised an eyebrow. He didn’t seem

conversation was going

return the LV bag to you. Please stop sending me gifts. I won’t accept any of them Anys said as she placed the LV bag on the

a woman who wasn’t interested in lavish

quirked up with fascination “Ms Machhilan, you are truly one of a kind Your fiancé must have been an

I

my girlfriend instead? be good to you, I promise Shane said with a sharp grin

her lips. She wasnt interested in becoming anyone’s

decided it was time for her to

was here He clenched his jaw tightly and hissed angrily at Anya. “Do you think you can just walk away from a date with

with fury

Anya She clutched her purse tightly She wasn’t interested in getting herself involved with a violent creep

on her shoulder. Next was the familiar sharp scent of cigarette smoke

in the air

tasted slightly of mint.