Desires Die Hard Chapter 147
Desires Die Hard (Anya and Evan) by Beryl Occam
Chapter 147
Evan returned to his seat behind the desk as Anya stalked out of his office.
He picked up the blueprint and studied the designs for the set of kidsâ furniture. Then, he pulled out his phone and called Hayden. âHayden, I need you in my office.â
Then, he hung up and continued studying the blueprint.
The young man couldnât help but think of Anya as he stared at the blueprint. He recalled how she had fought against him and called him names. He wouldnât have allowed anyone else to do the same. That person wouldnât have stepped out of
his office alive.
But Anya had. Her scathing words had not upset Evan at all. All it did was intensify his desire to have her.
It had been a long time since Evan had met a woman who didnât yield to him.
He swore that if he got Anya into bed, he would make sure that she wouldnât leave the bedroom for the next three days.
Evanâs thoughts wandered further and further away from the blueprints. That was when Hayden came knocking at his door hastily. The young man walked up to Evanâs desk and dipped his head politely. âMr. Welton, what are your instructions?â
âI want you to get a dress for Anya MacMillan. Sheâs a designer from JK Couture. Make sure itâs the best dress you can find,â Evan said as he tugged his thoughts back to the present. Then, he started studying the blueprint before him again.
It was Anyaâs birthday today. He had done his homework and had remembered a few important dates.
Birthdays were important. The woman deserved a special treat on hers.
Hayden froze when he heard what Evan had said. He didnât understand why Evan wanted to get a dress for Anya.
The young man recalled that Evan used to despise Anya and wanted her to stay out of his way.
What was going on with his boss?
Caught by surprise, Evanâs personal assistant fell into a prolonged silence instead of replying his boss. Evan finally looked up and away from the blueprint. A sliver of displeasure rippled across his dark eyes. âDo you need me to repeat myself?â
Evan was clearly on the verge of throwing a tantrum. Hayden shook his head fearfully. âOf course not, Mr. Welton. My apologies.â
âIâll make the necessary arrangements immediately.â
Hayden could feel cold sweat dripping down his back. The consequences of an angry Evan Welton were unimaginable.
The young man turned around and was ready to leave Evanâs office when he suddenly remembered something. He turned around cautiously and asked in an uncertain voice. âMr. Welton, we donât have Ms. MacMillanâs measurements. Tailoring a dress for her would be impossible without her measurements.â
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Evan wanted Anya to have a wellâtailored dress.
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But he had to have the womanâs measurements before he could get the dress made in the first place.
âHand this to them.â Evan grabbed a pen and scribbled a few figures on a strip of paper quickly. It was Anyaâs
measurements.
At least, it was what Evan believed were the young womanâs measurements after hugging her the last time,
They were probably good estimates to work off.
The young man threw the strip of paper at Hayden. âI want to see that dress by the end of this evening.â
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âUnderstood, Mr. Welton. Hayden caught the strip of paper. He didnât dare to peek at the numbers written on it. He had a feeling he knew what Evan was trying to do.
He was trying to woo the young lady.
That was the only reason that explained why he was getting a dress for Anya.
He had worked for Evan for a long time. He had never seen his young boss so drawn by a woman.
Anya was the first.
The man had appeared to dislike her in the past but minds changed. No one could tell what changed Evanâs.
Perhaps the man simply had a sudden change of heart.
Hayden knew that Evan wouldnât be pleased if he knew that Hayden had taken a peek at the measurements written on the
strip of paper.
That was why the young man did the right thing by folding the strip of paper into two and slipping it into his pocket before walking out of Evanâs office.
Meanwhile, Anya had returned to JK Couture fuming and boiling with rage and resentment.
She was going to head back to her desk.
That was when Jake walked up to her. He had a warm glass of tea in his hands. âAnya, I bought this for you. Have some
tea.â
Anya wasnât in the mood for tea. She had nearly been kissed by Evan again. The thought of that sent shivers down her
spine.
She couldnât stand the man and his harassment.
Couldnât he go back to hating her like he had used to?
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The young woman was frustrated. There were too many women dying to get into Evanâs pants. There was her evil stepsister, Sydney, and Rain.
A third one might pop up any moment.
They would kill her.
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She didnât want to die. All she wanted to do was to do her job and get her monthly paycheck so that she can bring bread home to her family.
That explained why she was so frustrated. In fact, she was so frustrated and annoyed that she wasnât in the mood to drink the tea that Jake had thoughtfully bought her.
Her eyes were rimmed with redness and her voice sullen. âThanks, Jake. But Iâm not in the mood for tea.â
Then, the young woman stalked back to her desk.
Jake could tell that something was wrong with Anya. After a momentâs thought, he headed to her desk. âWhatâs wrong? Did you run into any problems with Lolaâs design?â