Desires Die Hard

Anya was trying to keep her distance which surprised Evan.

He expected her to gush at him with gratitude or stick to him like glue. But she didn’t. He couldn’t help but be slightly

curious.

She had the guts to set him up and have sex with him a year ago. Why was she keeping her distance now?

Well, he had been the one who had told her to stay away.

If she honestly wanted to set him up again or draw his attention, she should be pouncing at every opportunity that allowed her to spend more time with him.

But she wasn’t. Perhaps she truly had changed

This was the first time Evan faced doubts about his views of Anya.

Yet these weren’t enough to completely sway his opinions of the woman.

In fact, he wasn’t going to start liking her because of them.

At least, that was what Evan told himself.

Those strange thoughts he had been having about the woman? They must have stemmed from his curiosity about her.

Having come to a conclusion about his feelings for Anya, he set those thoughts aside and turned his attention away from her. He didn’t ask her how she was making her way back and if she might need a lift.

Instead, he headed back to his car with Hayden. Evan slid into the back of the car. He leaned back against the seat and shut his eyes as Hayden started the engine.

Hayden started driving. It didn’t take long before he caught Anya ahead of them. She was making her way down the street slowly.

“Mr. Welton, that’s Ms. MacMillan,” the man blurted out without thinking. The next moment, he was fervently wishing that he hadn’t said that.

Evan didn’t seem particularly interested in the young woman.

He had gone out of his way to speak up for her today but that didn’t prove anything.

Besides, Evan didn’t like to have women he didn’t like around him. It was one of his biggest pet peeves.

Hayden had a feeling that his boss was going to yell at him any moment now.

Surprisingly, the young man seated in the back of the car didn’t. He simply opened his eyes slowly and stared at the young woman who was walking down the street.

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His eyes were hidden in the shadows within the car.

Evan didn’t say a word.

Without any explicit instruction from the man, Hayden dared not stop the car. He simply continued driving. The Bentley sped past Anya.

The next moment, she was but a tiny figure in the distance.

They headed onto the main street. The bright lights of the street lamps spilled into the car. Evan’s phone rang.

It was Dan.

The young man pulled his phone out and looked at the screen. It

He answered the video call. “It’s late. What do you want?”

“You recommended me a designer which didn’t make the cut,” Dan said. The young man was currently seated on the couch in his house and swirling a glass of wine in his hand.

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“What’s wrong with the designer I got for you?” He recalled instructing Jake to deal with it.

The creative director had recommended their best designer. That designer had been in this line of work for a very long

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But Dan was telling him that Jake’s choice hadn’t made the cut. His cousin’s standards must be really high.

“Doesn’t know how to think out of the box. Has gaudy designs. My cousin does not approve.” Young ladies these days liked fashionable stuff. They wouldn’t work with anyone whose taste they didn’t agree with.

“Are you telling me you want another designer?” Evan asked as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

“That’s right. Get me another designer,” Dan said before taking another sip of his wine.

“I’ll speak to Jake tomorrow.”

Dan laughed softly. “Actually, I have someone in mind. Why don’t you just let me have her?”

There was a strange smile on his lips. Evan frowned. “Who is it?”

“The young lady from the MacMillan family. Anya MacMillan.” She had graduated from a renowned design college after all She should be able to get the job done. She was young and was around the same age as his cousin. They should be able to understand each other just fine.

“Are you serious?” The crease between Evan’s brows deepened.

He could’ve picked anyone. Why had he chosen Anya of all people?

“I am. She’s the one I want,” Dan said confidently. “Make the necessary arrangements.”