Desires Die Hard novel (Anya and Evan)
Chapter 67

Chapter 67

Evan's eyes darkened with desire.

Meanwhile, Anya was still reeling from what Evan had said earlier. He had asked her what the hurry was.

all from Evan's lips.

Those words had shocked Anya speechless when she had heard them

She froze. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at the man before her.

Honestly, what was going on in his head?

Logically speaking, he should be telling her to get as far away from him as possible. He did hate her guts, after all.

So, why had he said something like that?

It didn't make any sense at all.

“Mr. Welton, may I leave now?” Anya wasn't going to dwell too much on what Evan had meant by what he had said. She didn't dare to. She was terrified that he had somehow found out about the children.

He might take them away from her.

She wouldn't know what to do then.

The thought sent terror coursing through Anya’s veins. They were standing too near each other and that terrified her too. Alarmed, she tried to push him away. Right now, she couldn't care less if he were her boss’ boss.

Her soft hands touched his firm muscles. It was akin to a spark that set aflame the fields.

Evan clenched his jaw tight.

He couldn't believe how soft her hands felt.

He was seized by the impulse to grab her hands and hold them in his own.

He must be out of his mind. He couldn't believe that he was hungering for a woman who had tricked him.

"You may leave now!" Maybe he was worried that he might not be able to hold himself back. That he might kiss her.

Evan shoved down the desire to kiss Anya and yanked her aside. His voice, when he had spoken to her, was rough with

desire.

"Great. Thanks, Mr. Welton.” Anya wasn't going to stay a moment longer now that she had gotten permission to leave,

She slid past him and marched off.

Then, Evan spoke again when she reached the entrance of the washroom. “Get back to the suite. You can return to the office after you're done with lunch. I won't let you upset my grandmother.” 1/3

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His grandmother seemed to like Anya very much.

She seemed to enjoy Anya's company as they had lunch together.

Evan was of the firm view that he loathed women like Anya who resorted to trickery and deception to get what they wanted. But on account of his grandmother, he was willing to put up with Anya just this once.

Anya, on the other hand, felt trapped. This really wasn't the time and place for a leisurely lunch. She wasn't in the mood to eat at all.

But Evan had given the command and she had no choice but to comply.

She steeled herself and returned to the suite.

Lunch went on smoothly. Everyone kept their thoughts to themselves as they ate.

After the meal, Mdm Welton went home while Anya and Evan made their way to the office separately. Everything appeared

fine.

That was when Anya released a sigh of relief.

She threw herself back into work and continued working on Mdm Welton's hat.

Afternoon brought Carol to Anya’s desk. The senior designer had come bearing trouble once again. Her ploy to frame Anya as a thief had failed.

Now, she was back with something else.

She shoved a heap of prototypes onto Anya's desk right before it was time to knock off work and told her to deliver them to the factories.

The factories were scattered all across the city.

It would take her hours before she could get every one of those prototypes delivered.

Anya eyed the clothes on her desk. The first thought that popped into her head was that Carol was trying to put herin a

spot again.

She had seen the streak of malicious glee flashing across Carol's eyes.

She wasn't being paranoid. She knew that Carol had done this on purpose.

It was alright. Anya could take it. She had to. She was still serving her probationary period. She wasn't her match right now. She had to keep her job.

She would take anything that Carol threw at her as long as it wasn't an attempt to cast aspersions on her character.

Carol was simply trying to give her more work and stop her from knocking off work on time.

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Anya could handle a few late hours.

But if she were to spend the evening delivering the prototypes to the respective factories, she wouldn't be able to make it to Cindy's place on time.

She didn't want Cindy to wait up for her. Anya called Cindy as she made her way downstairs with her arms full of clothes. “Hey, Cindy, I'm so sorry but I'm going to be really late.”

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Anya sighed in exasperation. “I have no idea. An hour or two, I guess. I have to deliver some prototypes to the factories. It'll take some time to get them all to the respective factories.” "Sweetheart, tell me where you are right now,” Cindy said immediately when she heard what Anya had just said. “I'll be your delivery guy.”

Anya smiled. “I can't trouble you with this. It's my colleague. She's supposed to guide me at work but she’s been trying to make my life difficult for me. This was extra work that she threw at me.” “Really? That's unbelievable!” Cindy had just graduated from school and hadn't had a proper job before. Besides, her family was nich. She didn't have to suffer the typical abuse at work. She had no idea how horrible people could be at work. “Why is she such a jerk to you?”

“Beats me.” Anya honestly didn't want Cindy's help. She didn’t want to drag her friend into her mess. “Give me an hour or so. I'll head over to your place right after I'm done with my deliveries.” "Are you sure you don't need any help?” Cindy wasn't lying when she said she wanted to help her friend.

“It's alright. Just sit tight and wait at home,” Anya giggled

“Sure!”

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