Desires Die Hard

She Only Has Eyes For Him

Anya and Evan waited at the table for Cohen.

After a while, Anya put her hand on Evan's. "I will not let you down. I'll do everything I can to raise JK Couture to a higher level," she said earnestly.

Evan looked at her. He didn't expect much when he transferred JK Couture to Anya.

It was simply a gift for her.

The Welton Group was involved in all manner of businesses. He wouldn't care even if JK Couture was closed.

He only wanted Anya to run the company because it was her passion.

"I don't need you to reach high; I just wish you to do what you love without coercion."

"Still, I will live up to your expectations." Anya smiled at Evan.

Evan was touched. He patted her head with affection. "All you have to do is to love me forever."

Anya nodded, gazing at Evan with pure adoration.

She only had eyes for Evan.

At first, Anya thought Evan was a bossy and aggressive man who didn't know how to love a woman.

But once she got to know him, she found that his rather cold and distant exterior hid a sensitive heart.

He knew how to spoil her, helped her achieve her dream, and gave her a free hand.

She enjoyed his respect and affection.

And hence she saw no reason not to love him for her lifetime.

"By the way, would you like to see a movie after dinner..." Cohen came to them before Anya could finish her question.

Cohen showed up in a white T-shirt d and navy jeans.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

He looked casual and comfortable.

Evan saw Cohen coming from the corners of his eyes. He bent his head and kissed Anya right before Cohen approached them.

It was an explicit claim of ownership.

And Cohen certainly read the message.

He narrowed his eyes jealously when he saw Evan kissing Anya, and a faint sneer of contempt crossed his face.

But he would not be defeated easily.

Cohen collected himself and walked to Evan and Anya. "Mr. Welton, Ms. MacMillan, sorry to keep you waiting," he said with a smile.

"Mr. Olson, please have a seat." Evan reached to Cohen. He looked straight at Cohen with confidence, effortlessly showing his power.

"Thank you." Cohen sat down without batting an eye.

A silent war between the two men had begun under the table.

Not long after Cohen sat down, he spotted the notable hickeys on both of Evan and Anya's necks.

These marks got on his nerves.

Cohen clenched his fists on his knees and glared at Anya. He remembered that she used to be fresh and innocent back in school.

She was never this slutty!

One day, I'll make her the doll on my bed. Cohen snorted inwardly.