Dangerous Desire The CEO’s Hidden Woman

To get to King Hall, Eve had to walk through a long corridor lined with soft, champagne-toned carpet. There were impressionist paintings on the walls, including big names like Monet and Manet. Eve wondered if the casino had somehow managed to loan them from The Louvre in Paris. She looked around in awe, another shiny pink drink in hand.Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

As expected, there was a sensor on the door. Eve took her phone out from her handbag and leaned against a column, watching people coming in or going out.

About half an hour later, a man came out to pick up his phone. At the sight of that, Eve instantly put her phone to her ear and pretended to be having a conversation, “Honey, I’m at the door. I will come back now!”

As the man opened the door, Eve immediately grabbed the doorknob and smiled at the man while holding her phone. The man just nodded at her and went out to answer the phone.

Eve took her phone away and walked in there right behind him.

Men sat or stood around the big table in the center of the hall. They breathed smoke and carried fancy-looking drinks in their hands, complete with garnishes like orange peel and olives brought in from the groves of Greece.

Eve felt awkward standing there by herself, so she picked a good-looking guy to stand next to. With her hands on the back of his chair, it almost looked like she was his company.

The man turned around to look at her and felt surprised to see such a gorgeous girl standing behind him.

Eve just smiled and put her index finger on her lips and said, “Focus!

The man smiled and took her hand. With a flourish, he kissed it. After that, he turned back to focus on the game. Eve wiped the back of her hand on her skirt and turned to look at all the people around.

“It’s your turn, Mr. Kent!” someone said.

Eve started to be curious about the man called Mr. Kent, and then she followed the eyes of the speaker to look. Her eyes landed on the most handsome guy in the room.

After he had gambled a few times, Damon lost interest. As to why he came here to gamble, it was because these men wanted some favor from him, so they used it as a way to give him money. Therefore, he totally didn’t care if he won or lost.

“Do you wanna play one round?” the man in front of Eve suddenly turned around to ask her smilingly.

“Me?” Eve pointed at herself with doubt and shook her head to refuse, “No, thank you. I’m bad at it, and I will lose all of your chips.”

However, the man just stood up and then bent down to whisper in her ear, “It doesn’t matter. I’m good at it.”

He said it in an ambiguous tone and kept touching her white and tender neck with his fingers. Eve just smiled and put down the drink and murmured, “You brought it on yourself. I don’t think you should blame me for this later. I warned you.”

Damon took a look at the girl sitting opposite him. She was stunning, with long legs and a slim waist, but unfortunately, she was not unique. She was just like any other gold-digger, he surmised.

At the end of the game, there were only two of them left on the table. Eve put down the card on the table and took out a cigarette, and lit it up. She looked like a heroine from an old Hollywood film. She was pure glam.

She flipped the dash off her cigarette and shoved all the chips she had in front of her, and said, “All in!”

Damon stared at her through the layer of smoke, and then he dropped his cards after a second thought.

When Eve saw that she felt surprised and wondered, how was it possible for her to win?

Anyway, Eve won a lot of money.

“You are so amazing!” the man behind her exclaimed excitedly.

After that, he held her face to kiss her, but before he could do that, Eve just turned her head away and stopped him with her hand. Unfortunately, it was still a little late, his kiss rested on her left cheek.

Eve forced a smile on her face and stood up from the seat. She gave the seat back to the man.

Eve went to the washroom and washed her face hard many times with cold water, particularly the spot where the man had kissed her.

But because of that, her makeup was ruined. Her mascara was running, and her concealer had come all the way off. Even her eyebrows looked awry. With that, Eve decided it would be best just to remove all of her makeup and encounter the world with a fresh face.

A while later, as the makeup was washed away, a bright and clean face showed up. Her skin was very good, clear, and without any blemishes. Eve looked at her face without makeup satisfyingly and then untied her hair and let it hang over her shoulder.

At that moment, her phone rang, and she picked it up and said, “Hello, mum?”

“You’d better come back tomorrow because your uncle is here to see you.” her mother said on the phone.

“Okay, I’ll be back home early tomorrow,” she replied as she stomped her shoes because her new shoes hurt her heels.

After she hung up the phone, she looked at her wounded heels. It wasn’t worth it– she slipped the shoes off and stood there having a smoke comfortably. Because of the pain in her feet, she didn’t dare to wear the shoes again. She found a plastic bag and placed them in it, packing them away inside her bag.

She walked into the elevator and was about to press the button. A moment later, Damon walked in as well. He pressed the button on the eighty-eighth floor.

Damon stared at Eve with his hands in his pockets and noticed that she looked a bit different somehow. He couldn’t figure out what it was. Maybe she had removed her makeup? He wasn’t sure what to make of it, so he just kept on staring without a word.