Desires Die Hard

Chapter 2

Evan was sick and tired of the farce. He smoothened his clothes and walked out of the room.

Sydney went running after the young man immediately. She had to gain his favor.

The strong smell of sex filled the room. Anya was alone.

She stared at the vast and empty presidential suite. She couldn’t stop the tears from welling up in her eyes and spilling down her cheeks. Evan must hate her now. She had lost her chance with him forever.

Anya wrapped her arms around herself and sat silently in bed. It was a long time before she finally left the suite and the hotel. She stepped out into the empty streets with the intention of hailing a cab and getting a ride back home. What she saw instead was Evan and the MacMillans. They were standing in the carpark in front of the hotel.

The young woman dried the tears in her eyes. When she took another look, she saw the thunderous look on Evan’s face and her stepmother talking incessantly to Evan. Anya had no idea what her stepmother was telling the man.

She knew it. She had been set up. They had planned to ruin her all along. Evan loathed loose women who slept around. Anya had known that all along.

Anya made her way to the carpark. Mdm MacMillan’s eyes fell on her disheveled clothes and her rumpled hair. “Look at what you’ve done! You’re shameless! How could you drug Mr. Welton? Do you want to die? Think of what you’ve done to the Marshalls! You’re not my granddaughter. My granddaughter would know shame. Leave. Don’t you dare take a single step into our house again!“* Mdm MacMillan reprimanded.

furiously as she cupped her

Anya had said. “Mr. Welton, don’t listen to her lies. She’s the one who asked me where she could get some aphrodisiac. I told her where she could get some but I had no idea what she needed it for. I didn’t realize she intended to use it on you! Mr. Welton…please don’t get upset. That’s just the kind of woman she is. She’s greedy. She’s greedy for Zachary’s love and for your family fortune. She

truth is out. There’s no place for a tramp in the MacMillan family,” Mdm

an icy look at Anya. “You wanted to marry me? In your dreams.” Having said that, he

the

fell into a shapeless

MacMillans are. How could they have set up such a vicious ploy just because they had wanted to drive her out of

that wasn’t the only thing they wanted. They wanted her reputation ruined. They wanted to crush all her hopes of ever marrying into a respectable family.

never intended to stay. She’ll show

had once belonged

had just sent her CV to a fashion design agency. It was the last application

to Anya. The helplessness and fragility she

her back, a stark contrast against her snow–white skin. Her eyes sparkled like stars and her

had been driven out of the MacMillan family that night, she

month later, Anya had

was to get rid of