Desires Die Hard

Anya let her thoughts wander as she headed to the bus stop. Unfortunately, her skirt and white blouse were now stained with tea. The wet parts of her clothes stuck to her uncomfortably. Sadly, she didn’t have another set of clothes on her and was stuck with these wet ones.

Her skin glistened under the wet patches of fabric. You could almost see her naked flesh under the clothes.

It was an alluring sight.

Anya slowly made her way to the bus stop. Her figure caught the eyes of many pedestrians as they streamed down the streets. Their heads turned and their eyes fell on her and didn’t move away.

The stares made the young woman feel incredibly uncomfortable. She kept her eyes on the ground and quickened her pace.

That wasn’t helping her though.

As long as her clothes remained wet, she was going to attract stares from the people around her. Anya was mortified. Should she grab some napkins from her bag and slap them over the wet patches on her blouse?

People on the bus were going to be staring at her as well when she boards the bus.

Anya clutched her bag tightly to her chest at that thought. She marched towards a billboard ahead of her. It was right next to the wall. If she stood right next to it, someone would have to walk right past her in order to spot her.

Then, she pulled her bag open and rummaged around for some napkins. She lifted the hem of her blouse up and shoved the napkins under her blouse.

At that precise moment, Evan’s black Bentley drove past Anya.

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Evan had looked out of the window at that exact moment. His eyes landed squarely on Anya as she lifted the hems of her blouse and shoved a wad of napkins under her clothes.

The sight would’ve tempted any man to sin.

The skin under her blouse had glistened under the sun. It is as fair as fresh snow. Like snow, there was a certain purity to it. The sight awoken a pure human desire for beauty.

No man would have been able to look away from it.

Evan stared at Anya unblinkingly through the window. His eyes were dark, still and unrippled. You couldn’t discern his thoughts from them at all. The only thing that betrayed his emotions was the slight crease between his brow.

That woman…damn that woman…she really knew how to catch a man’s attention. Was this one of her talents? Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Evan’s dismal opinion of Anya had remained unchanged. No other woman had dared to set him up and have sex with him.

The fact that she had claimed complete innocence after the deed had made things worse. That made his stomach churn with intense displeasure and disgust.

He detested Anya intensely. Yet… he couldn’t help the snippets of memories flashing across his head every time he saw her. Memories of what had happened in that hotel room, on that bed, would appear before his eyes.

Some of those memories had been extremely vivid. They infuriated him. Yet he couldn’t deny the fact that he had enjoyed himself that night.

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He couldn’t forget how good he had felt.

Then…he would remember that it had all been a setup. She had drugged him so that he would fall into bed with her. That knowledge tainted the experience he had felt that night. He was adamant to not have anything to do with that woman.

Evan withdrew his gaze and lifted his fingers to his brow. He gently massaged his forehead and tried to chase all thoughts of Anya out of his

mind.

The young man grabbed his laptop, turned it on and started going through his reports.

Anya had no idea that Evan’s car had driven past her at all.

She was busy shoving napkins under the wet patches of her blouse. After she was done, she continued her way towards the bus stop.

It was nearly two in the afternoon when she got back to the office.

Anya thought of the tremendous amount of work that Carol had given her. She was going to have to work very late into the night. Without giving herself a moment’s rest, she headed back to her desk and

threw herself into her work.

Evening came. Everyone had knocked off work and left the office. Jake and Anya were the only two persons left. They were the only ones still working. The rest of the office was vacant.

An intense silence filled the air. It was so quiet, you could hear the sound of stitches being removed and resewn as Anya worked on the designs.

Anya kept working for a long while. Finally, hunger got the better of her. She headed to the canteen to grab a quick bite. Then, she was back in the office, burying herself in her work again.