Desires Die Hard

Chapter 163

Zachary and his escort left in their golf cart.

Evan turned around and eyed the woman whom he had been shielding. The look in his eyes darkened.

The sky was bright and the sun shined hotly on them all.

Its blinding light cascading from the skies cast a golden glow on the woman’s beautiful face.

It was akin to a thin golden veil that shimmered as it kissed her cherry pink lips.

Her beauty seemed more radiant under the sunlight.

Evan found himself momentarily lost in her beauty. His eyes were dark and unfathomable like the abyss.

Damnit

The young man cursed inwardly.

He couldn’t believe. He wanted to kiss her again.

He wasn’t going to force a kiss on the woman in broad daylight though. He turned his dark eyes away and murmured softly. “Let’s go. I’ll teach you how to play golf.”

Anya’s head snapped up. Surprise and disbelief rippled across her eyes. The man had gotten her out of a spot earlier. She was grateful for what he had done. But it was an awfully warm day. Why was he trying to force her into playing golf with

him?

She got warm easily and when she got warm, she started sweating buckets. Anya’s mouth opened. A refusal was ready at her lips.

Before she could voice her refusal, Evan was grabbing her wrist and tugging her away as if they were a couple and there was nothing wrong with him dragging her towards the spot where his golf ball had landed.

“I’ll teach you a few tricks. You can take a break after that.”

Anya found herself at a loss for words again.

Evan really enjoyed having his way. He didn’t seem to spare a thought for others at all. Look at him dragging her onto the golf course.

some

didn’t see the beads of sweat

like him must not have much experience courting

that he didn’t know

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steel herself and bear with the man for the rest of the day. After the day was

how bullish

thoughtlessness made

had passed earlier. Then, he pulled his fingers away and turned towards the caddle. “Get a golf club for Ms. MacMillan.”

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golf club from the golf bag he

had no idea where to place herself. She decided to fry her

in getting any instruction from

behind Anya without a word. Both looming shadow and towering wall, he circled the young woman. with his arms and placed his hands gently on hers. Then, he tightened his hands, leaned in and dipped his head. His voice was a whisper in her ear. “Remember

and leaned her face away instinctively. She would like to put as much distance between the

them.

man’s aura was

she couldn’t deny the fact that the

couldn’t simply pretend that he

lips and did exactly

shot wasn’t

get the ball

Her second shot was markedly better than

set her club down. “I feel warm, Mr. Welton. I would like to take

the heat. His response to her comment was swift. “Let’s go. We should get

Anya was speechless.

to women falling at his feet and taking care of

and reciprocation were beyond

the blazing heat out on the golf course, the lounge

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