Chapter 32: Chapter 32

"W-Wait, what are you doing?"

Evelyn rushed to Dylan with tottering steps. Her heart was hammering in her chest wildly. She had never imagined that one day she had to stop her tormentor from confessing his sins. The situation was frivolously ironic.

But was that the only reason?

“Please, Dylan!”

Evelyn ran to him and immediately pulled his hand which was about to grab the knob. Dylan turned his head to the side and looked into her eyes which were desperately begging him to stop his madness.

“Leave”, Dylan spoke in a calm but deep voice. But Evelyn didn't budge instead she tightened her grip.

“No, please. Don't do this.”

She cried bitterly. Dylan turned around and pulled her towards himself making her land on his chest. Her eyes widened in shock. He then coiled his arms around her waist and looked straight into her eyes.

“Why? Don't you want that?”

“No, I don't want it.”

Evelyn replied firmly and darted her gaze behind him to the beige-colored walls. A deep frown etched on Dylan's face. He furrowed his brows and spoke sternly, “Why? I insulted you, didn't I, I hurt you! You won't forgive me and I want your forgiveness. So let me-“

“FOR GOD’S SAKE DYLAN!!”

Evelyn finally lost her cool and shouted while pushing him harshly.

“JUST LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!! DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND? CAN'T YOU SEE I AM TIRED OF YOU AND YOUR FILTHY GAMES? CAN'T YOU SEE I WANT FREEDOM FROM YOU? DO YOU HAVE A HEART? CAN'T YOU SHOW ME SOME MERCY? I want nothing to do with you now. Just leave me alone. I am happy, happy in my new life. Just go away from my life and let me live in peace. JUST GO AWAY DAMMIT!!!”

She yelled while tears kept streaming down her eyes like a waterfall. She was done being his finger puppet but Dylan was hard-headed. As soon as he heard her words, his eyes darkened in rage. He clenched his jaw and curled his fingers in a fist.

“What.did.you.said?”

He snarled, grinding his teeth mercilessly. His eyes were shooting daggers at her as he marched towards her with predatory steps. But this time Evelyn stood her ground. She took a deep breath and spoke while staring into his eyes directly.

“I want no ties with you anymore. I want freedom. I again fell into your traps and raised the bars of my expectations. I thought maybe you're guilty and will release me from your hellhole but I think I kinda barked up a wrong tree. The indifferent man who is so full of himself, how can I expect him to be a bit considerate and empathetic?”, she spat while her eyes were filled with resentment and disgust.

Dylan's P.O.V.

I felt a pang in my heart after hearing her words. They were too harsh but true. I felt as if she was stabbing my heart with millions of daggers but whatever she had said was the bitter truth. As it is said Truth fears no test. But this bitter and cruel truth made me scared. For the first time, I genuinely felt fear.

'Fear of losing her!'

No wonder I had myself given millions of reasons to Eve to hate me but the dominance I had over her gratified me. I knew that how much she tried, she can never free herself from my claws. And even if she does, where will she go? Nowhere.

But that time her tears gave me pleasure, hurting her made me feel powerful but frankly speaking, I never enjoyed her pain. I always felt a tug in my heart whenever her upset, sorrowful face flashed in front of my eyes. After all, she was the only girl who had loved me selflessly.

Eve loved me with all her heart and I was aware of that. The love which I had seen in her eyes for me was so pure and true. The care and love that Eve showered on me exhilarated me. Although this marriage was no more than a cruel business deal deep down in my heart, I did feel good when I made her mine. The way she used to look at me with so much love accelerated my heart, her smile never failed to make my heart skip a beat. But being a jerk, I always ignored all those feelings thinking that they will only enervate me. But it wasn't my fault too as we both were opposites.

No one is born cruel. Although we live on the same planet our worlds differ. Although we breathe the same air our thoughts vary. Although we walk on the same roads our paths diverge. Even though we all are the same yet we are different. Ironic, isn't it?

I was born with a silver spoon whereas Eve was a middle-class girl. Where my road was paved with gold, she had to walk on thorns. Where I got everything in a snap of my fingers, Eve had to earn for it.

I always used to think that if my life was a bed of roses, still how come Eve had an upper hand?

As it is said beauty is only skin deep. If I was surrounded by beautiful people, she was enveloped with beautiful thoughts. If had a golden house, she had a golden heart. Where I preferred lust and worshiped body, she preferred kindness and worshiped humanity. Where I always valued materialistic things, she valued her worth and dignity. All these comforts and luxury had for sure made me a sovereign Prince but the sparkling of diamonds had turned me blind as I couldn't see the tears of my Angel, the clinking of coins had turned me deaf as I couldn't hear her painful cries. And when I realized this, I lost the only person who cared so much about me in this world.

'My mistakes pushed my Genie away from me.'

I looked at Eve and found her staring at me with teary eyes. I slowly walked towards her with heavy steps, “I know Eve. I know my sweetheart. No matter how much I try, I will never be able to win your trust back but I want you back. Please give me one chance, just one last chance and I swear I will make everything right.”

“You can't,” she immediately cut me off and walked past me.

'Let's cut it out now, I am done being magnanimous!'

Anger again took a toll on my senses. I immediately grabbed her wrist and pulled her to me.

“Let go.”

“No, just listen.”

“I don't want to,” she kept twisting her wrists trying her best to get away from me.

“God, JUST STOP IT EVE!!!”, I yelled and wheeled her around.

“NO!! LEAVE ME!!”

She shouted back. I immediately slammed her on the wall. A horrified shriek escaped her lips as I punched the wall beside her head furiously.

“SHUT UP!! JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!!”, I yelled on her face ferociously.

I was completely done with her stubbornness. She wasn't even giving me a chance to speak. Her eyes turned wide as saucers as she looked at me in fear. Tears started rolling down her cheeks. I knew I was scaring her but her continuous efforts of pushing me away from her had made me go apeshit.

“ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!! JUST BECAUSE I AIN'T SAYING ANYTHING THAT DOESN'T MEANS YOU WILL KEEP SPEWING SHIT! DON'T FORGET WE'RE STILL MARRIED!! I AM YOUR HUSBAND AND EVEN YOUR BOSS!! I STILL HAVE THE UPPER HAND, GOT IT?”

I screamed and held her shoulders in a death grip. Her face turned pale and I could hear her heart thumping wildly in her chest. I could feel her body shivering. I moved my hands down and wrapped them around her waist. I loosened my grip a little so that she could breathe properly but I maintained my glare as I continued to stare into her bloodshot eyes. I took a sharp breath and leaned towards her face; our noses brushed against each other.

“Listen and listen very carefully. You can hate me as much as you want but I will never let you go. NOT NOW NOR EVER!!! SO, STOP FUCKING CHANTING THIS MANTRA AND GET THIS THING IN YOUR DAMN BRAIN, GOT IT?”

I blared in a raucous voice. Eve flinched and closed her eyes in fear. My gaze abruptly landed on her quivering lips. Without wasting any time, I quickly placed my rough lips on her delicate ones and kissed her hungrily. Her eyes widened in shock and she immediately started struggling in my hold. I grabbed the back of her head and deepened the kiss. Eve kept crying, her tears kept embracing her cheeks which I swiftly wiped away with my left thumb and cupped her face. I poured all my eagerness, my hunger, my madness and kissed her passionately. I kept licking her lips for entrance but she sealed her lips in a thin line.

'Stubborn much, huh?'

I slowly retracted my left hand from her face and moved it downwards while caressing her soft milky skin to which she shuddered. I tried to pull her lower lip with my teeth but she hid her lips in her mouth. I internally chuckled at her childish acts. I immediately groped her left bosom and give it a light squeeze.

“Mmpff”

She shrieked and a new set of tears stained her face. She was trying her best to fight me and I was trying my best to make her give up.  I started caressing and squeezing her bosoms gently. I slowly traced my other hand on her back and eventually moved down cupping her ass. She jolted and started pushing my chest with her fists. But I kept kneading her soft milky skin gently feeling her voluptuous figure.

Although Eve was an elegant woman yet she had a perfect curvaceous body. I roamed my hands on her waist and kept squeezing her soft butt cheeks. I was completely lost in her beauty. I just wanted to claim her then and there. My body started getting heated up, my veins bulging with lust. I started kissing her jawline, licking and biting her marking my territory on her flawless skin. She jolted and started moving her head sideways but I immediately placed my lips on her and swallowed her screams as I started kissing her viciously.

But somehow Eve succeeded in detaching her lips away from mine and jerked her head to the left. My chest vibrated in fury as I growled at the loss of her strawberry lips. I immediately grabbed her chin while she was busy galloping air. Eve became startled. She looked at me in horror but I quickly gave a tight squeeze to her left bosom. She screamed and I immediately inserted my tongue in her mouth as I devoured her hungrily. She started hitting me on my shoulder but I pulled her closer to my chest and kissed her like a madman. I was so lost in my pleasure that I completely forgot that I was sucking the life out of my Angel.

I quickly broke the kiss, we both breathing heavily. Her face had turned red due to the lack of oxygen. I immediately hugged her and started stroking her back.

“Calm down. Breathe.”

I threaded my fingers in her locks and massaged her scalp. I kissed her temples and rested my head on her crown while rubbing circles on her back.

End of Dylan's P.O.V.

Dylan smiled as he felt Evelyn slowly calming down. He closed his eyes and tightened his hug to feel the divine moment. Evelyn was sniffing silently. She was too terrified but also exhausted. Her head was aching badly. Her face had turned blotched and red. Her eyes turned puffy and were itching due to crying badly. Her eyelids turned heavy and she slowly closed her eyes unknowingly resting her head on his chest. She was tired of all this but Dylan was very happy. He finally got what he wanted.

Dylan frowned when he felt a lightweight in his arms. He looked down. A bright smile crept on his face when he found Evelyn sleeping soundly on his chest. He slowly bent down and carried her in his arms gently. He walked towards the couch with slow and steady steps making sure not to disturb his sleeping beauty.

Dylan gently placed Evelyn on the couch. He then kneeled on the ground and sighed in relief as a smile broke on his face by watching her angelic face.

“I know you are still afraid but I make a promise to you today. I will win you back. I will do everything to win your trust, your love, your heart, and your soul back. I promise you that this time I will give you all the respect and love which you deserve.”

Meanwhile

“So, what say?”, Brandon chirped while clasping his hands tightly as he looked at Xander for his consent with sparkling eyes.

“Yeah fine,” Xander replied in a bored tone while massaging his forehead with his fingers.

Xander was still frustrated and a bit sad after his unfortunate encounter with Evelyn. Never in his life, anyone had dared to lay a finger on him and Evelyn not only accused him of something very stupid and small in his eyes but also slapped him. He was indeed angry at her for slapping him but the more substantial and exact reason behind his anger was her biased nature.

Yes, Xander was jealous of Brandon and angry at Evelyn for being cruelly partial. He was giving Brandon a cold shoulder since morning which didn't go unnoticed by Brandon too.

“Such a cold response? I spend hours on this plan and you're giving me such a dumb response. Forget it, what can I expect from a jerk like you?”, Brandon scowled and muttered under his breath. Xander scoffed.

“It's not that good even. It's mediocre. I'll give you two stars out of five.” he snorted while raising two fingers in the air. Brandon huffed in frustration.

“YEAH, THAT'S WHAT ALL YOU CAN DO!! AND LET ME REMIND YOU I DIDN'T ASKED YOU FOR YOUR FUCKING RATING. IF YOU CAN'T APPRECIATE ME FOR MY HARD WORK THEN ALSO DON'T GIVE SUCH JOCULAR REMARKS!!”, he shouted and banged his palms on the table. Xander looked at him with narrowed eyes.

“There's no need to fly off the handle, you'll get a heart attack.”

Xander spat and grabbed the file kept on the desk. He picked up the pen and started swiveling it between his fingers. Brandon shot him a death glare as he noticed that he was ignoring him. All of a sudden, the corner of his lips tilted up as he shot a smug smirk to Xander who was reading the file with keen eyes.

“You know your acting sucks. I know. Evelyn still hadn't forgiven you. Isn't it?”

Xander immediately clenched his jaw at the mention of her name. He gripped the pen so tightly in his hand that his knuckles turned white. He looked up and shot a death glare to the brunette who was enjoying his furious state.

“Get.out.”

He spoke with gritted teeth. Brandon snickered, “Okay, okay. I was just messing with you. I know you can't keep yourself down even for a second.”

He spoke in a sarcastic tone. Xander glared at him. He understood that Brandon was indirectly taunting him as he knew his weakness. His arrogant nature.

Xander was a sweetheart but his arrogance was his Achilles' heel. He loved Evelyn for sure and cared for her but as it is said no one is perfect. No wonder Xander was a guy whom every girl dreamed of but his biggest weakness was his attitude. He can be very good or can be extremely bad. He had never put his pride at stake for anyone not even for his parents. Xander was also from a rich class but still, he chose to be a self-made man. And eventually, all these years of hard work had for sure carved him into a successful and reputed businessman but had sprinkled some drops of haughtiness on him too.

Xander leaned back on the table and glared at Brandon, “You got your forgiveness, right? Then fuck off and don't tell me what to do. I don't need your fucking suggestion so just get the hell out and carry on with whatever you have planned.”

He sneered while wiggling his brows. Brandon balled his fists in anger but then smirked as he tried to calm himself down. He stood up and tugged his hands in the pocket of his trousers.

“Well, there's no use of crying in the wilderness. So, it will be better if I take my leave and start my preparation for my Cutiepie's birthday.”

He gave him a fake smile and bowed to him. Brandon then turned around and started walking towards the door. Xander kept staring at his back, his eyes following his every moment. Brandon all of a sudden halted in his steps. He turned back and looked at Xander who was staring at him with hawk eyes.

“I know what the fuck is going in your mind Pooh but being your friend, I will advise you to drop your shit. It's just a small and petty issue. So, it will be better if you don't drag this thing too much and make a mountain of a molehill.”

With that, he twisted the knob and left the room. Xander stared at the door for some time silently. But then his stoic expression changed into a fierce one as he glared at the mahogany door with blazing eyes.

"You may be right Brandon but sometimes these petty issues give birth to a deadly war and turn childhood pals into biggest rivals."

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