Chapter 111

THIRD POV

Evelyn's and Adrian's eyes were glued to each other as Evelyn's heart pounded.

"Dad?" They heard Mario sing as Adrian released Evelyn's waist.

"Go in there," he said to her calmly, gesturing in one direction.

Evelyn looked in that direction and she saw a door.

"Go," he said.

She obeyed, walking quickly and quietly towards the door.

"And don't come out till I say so." Adrian ordered, staring at her as she grabbed the door knob and entered the room.

She closed the door, and he turned to the taps. He reached for it and turned it on. He began washing his hands as Mario walked into the kitchen.

"Dad? There you are," Mario said, walking further in, dressed in a black shirt and black trousers.

Adrian turned off the taps and looked in Mario's direction while picking up a hand towel and wiping his hands.

"Son," Adrian called calmly as Carlos followed Mario behind and into the kitchen, dressed in a red jacket, white t-shirt and black trousers.

"Boss," Carlos greeted with a slight bow.

Adrian gave a slight nod.

"Carlos,"

"It smells nice here. Did you cook?" Mario asked with a little smile.

Adrian didn't respond as Mario looked at Carlos.

"You know he cooks right?" Mario asked happily.

Carlos didn't respond but comported himself as he flickered his eyes at Adrian.

Mario chuckled, facing his dad. "He is the best. Too bad we are both full. We would have taken some," he said.

Meanwhile, Evelyn is resting her back on the wall very close to the door, listening to their conversation but also staring at the darkness and windowless room that looks like a store or something.

There is no ventilation.

Oh God.

She panicked slightly and internally

"What are you two doing here?" Adrian asked, tossing the hand towel away.

"Leonardo called. He said he got you pissed when he told you the business trip was canceled. He is kinda scared to call you, so he asked me to help him get you this document to sign," Mario said, extending the document to Adrian.

Adrian collected it from him and stared at it.

"How did you know I was here?" Adrian asked while staring at the document.

"Marco told me. I actually called him though" Marco shrugged.

"I still need to go through this before signing it," Adrian said, still staring at the writings on the document.

"I have and it is perfect. Do you still need to go through it?" Mario asked, making Adrian give him a look.

Mario raised his hands a bit in surrender.

"Fine, fine. You are the boss," Mario said.

"Let's do this in the living room," Adrian said, walking past them and Mario followed him behind.

Carlos was about to follow them when....

"Carlos, please get us some water. You are thirsty, right? Get yours too. Thank you," Mario said, walking out of the kitchen before Carlos could say anything.

Sighing, Carlos walked towards the fridge as Evelyn peeped through the small opening of the door she was hiding behind.

Carlos took out two bottles of water and closed the fridge. He moved towards the counter and placed the bottles on it.

He reached for two glass cups and moved towards the sink. He froze momentarily as he stared at the used plates and glasses in the sink.

"Two plates and two glasses?" he asked internally, furrowing his brows in confusion.

"Carlos, geez." Mario called from the living room, taking Carlos' attention.

Carlos turned on the taps, washed the cups and turned off the taps before heading out of the kitchen.

Evelyn let out a breath the minute he walked out. She opened the door slightly, taking in some air. She feels sweaty already.

She hopes no one walks in again.

THE LIVING ROOM.....

Adrian is seated at the end of the white sofa in a relaxed form, staring at the document and reading it internally.

Opposite him are Mario and Carlos, who are sipping their water from their glasses. They are both staring at Adrian in different ways.

For Mario, he is waiting to confirm what he said about the document being perfect.

While Carlos was thinking about the two plates and two glass cups he saw in the sink. He wondered who Adrian was with.

According to the still fresh aroma of the meal, he could tell that the Don just cooked and wouldn't use two plates or two glasses at the same time, would he?

The Don is here with someone. Carlos concluded. That's the only explanation for this.

But who could that be? He asked internally.

"Does he need the document as soon as possible?" Adrian asked without looking at them.

"Hmm, not really. Actually, he needs it next weekend," Mario answered, making Adrian look at him.

"What are you two still doing here then?" Adrian asked.

"Oh.... we um.... You know what, we will get going," Mario said, getting on his feet.

Carlos did the same but still stared at Adrian, who returned his gaze to the document.

"Enjoy your weekend, dad," Mario said, walking towards the entrance door.

"You too," Adrian said calmly without looking at them as Carlos followed Mario behind.

He looked behind him momentarily, but Adrian's attention was on the document. He faced his way and headed out of the house.

He walked towards the black exotic car with Mario and they both got in. Mario entered the driver's seat while Carlos got into the passenger seat.

"We need to stop by the mall. I need to get more deodorant," Mario said as he fixed his seat belt while Carlos stared at the house through the huge glass.

He could see Adrian a bit from where he was, but Adrian hadn't moved from his position. He is still reading the document.

"And maybe some chocolate. I have been craving it since, which is weird. What about you? Do you need something too?" Mario asked, looking at Carlos.

Carlos was still in his thoughts while staring at the house as he hoped to see a girl walk out of somewhere.

Mario poked Carlos' ear, claiming his attention.

"Hey," Carlos whined a bit.

"What are you looking at?" Mario asked.

"Nothing," Carlos said.

Mario scoffed. "Seriously?"

"Don't you um.... suspect something?" Carlos asked.

Mario furrowed his brows at him.

"Suspect what?" Mario asked.

"The boss. I think he has company," Carlos said, making Mario look ahead and at the glass.

"Company?"

Carlos nodded. "I saw two used plates and glass cups in the kitchen sink."

Mario raised his brows.

"And don't forget the composed way he made us leave. Which is really composed, man. I have never seen a more composed person than your dad, seriously," Carlos said.

Mario chuckled. "Come on, now. Don't get on with his business. Besides, he needs a break. Candela is a fucking handful. If I was in his shoes, I would go the extra mile. I wouldn't even be in this country."

Carlos scoffed in disbelief.

"Let him be. A man has to enjoy himself," Mario said, starting the car.

"Well, I guess we should let him be. But what's with the Candela though? You only call her that whenever she upsets you. Did she upset you?" Carlos asked.

"She never ceases to," he said, driving out of the compound.

Carlos scoffed.

"I asked you about what you need at the mall," Mario said.

"Are we stopping by at the mall?" Carlos asked, making Mario scoff.

"You didn't even listen to a thing I said. You were busy getting into my dad's business," Mario said.

"I just need an after-shave lotion and some snacks," Carlos said.

"I bet you do," Mario said, shaking his head as he focused on the road.

THE KITCHEN.....

Evelyn walked out of the storeroom, and walked slowly towards the kitchen entrance door.

She peeped out of the door and saw Adrian alone on the sofa.

She took quiet steps towards the sofa, staring at his hair as she approached.

"I told you not to come out till I say so." He said without looking at her, making her freeze.

"Sorry," she said.

"Stubborn little girl," he said, making her roll her eyes.

"I saw that," he said.

Her face twitched, but her heart fluttered as she walked closer to the sofa.

"But they are gone, right?" She asked, taking a seat on the same sofa.

He looked at her.

Her heart raced.

He scoffed. "Are you sweating?"

Her face twitched.

He gave her a one-sided smirk.

She scoffed in disbelief as he returned his gaze to the document.

"You knew that place was stuffed and had no windows, don't you?" she asked.

"It was the only option, little girl," he said without looking at her.

"Wow. What if I died?" she asked.

He looked at her. "But you didn't, did you?" he asked, massaging her heart with his wicked eyes.

Oh God.

He is gorgeous anytime I look at him. She said internally.

He averted his eyes from her and she dropped her gaze.

"Tell me about yourself," he said, making her look at him. He is still going through the documents.

"Aren't you um....busy?" She asked.

He looked at her. His eyes fell on her lips and returned to her eyes.

"I am all ears," he said.

She smiled a bit. "What do you want to know?"

He averted his eyes from her and focused on his document.

"Everything," he said.

"Okay. I am Evelyn Millers and the only child of my deceased parents."

"I know that," he said, shutting her up as he looked at her.

She felt a tingle in between her legs as she held his gaze.

"Go on," he urged.

"I have soft black hair, a slender body and a beautiful face."

He raised his brows at her.

"Do you know that too?" She asked, smirking as she fiddled with her hair.

"No," he said, making her face twitch.

He smirked, averting his eyes from her.

"Very funny." She said.

"Go on," he said without looking at her.

"I am a college student. I love reading romance books. Especially the ones that come to live," she said, staring at him.

"My best friend's name is Imogen. You have met her and I have a cat. Her name is Lulu," she said, making him look at her.

"A cat," he said.

"Yeah. Lulu. You should meet her. She is adorable," she said.

"I don't like pets," he said, returning his gaze to the document.

"Really?"

He didn't respond.

"Not even dogs?" she asked.

"All of them," he said.

"Wait, you once threatened to feed me to your dogs," she said.

He didn't respond but tossed the document away and relaxed more comfortably as realization hit her.

"You lied about that?" she asked.

He didn't respond but rested his gaze on her.

She scoffed. "You are something else,"

And I like it. She said internally.

"The night your parents died, did you witness it?" he asked, making her heart clench as that faithful night replayed in her head.

It had been a while since she thought about them or recalled that night.

"Not really. But I heard two gunshots from the kitchen where I was with my mum and nanny. Then my mum forced me to run with my nanny, which I did, but our house went into flames the minute I got out of it," she said, her heart clenching more as she lowered her gaze.

He stared at her for a while.

"How did my son find you?" he asked, making her look at him.

"I ran into him after my nanny sold me out to my parents' killers," she said.

He stared at her.

"That night was the worst night of my life. I thought it was over for me," she said, staring at him.

He was staring at her too.

"I actually thought I was going to die too. Somehow. Even after Mario rescued me, I was still going through a lot of things," she said, recalling that night as she held his gaze.

"Until I met you," she said.

He kept staring at her.

"You were like a distraction. Like a wedge that took a part of my pain away," she said.

He didn't say a word but kept staring as he recalled that night too. The night he first saw her in his living room, looking homeless and filled with dirt.

She kept staring at him too. Her eyes fell on his body as she thought about doing something.