Dangerous Desire The CEO’s Hidden Woman

Eve grew up abroad. On account of her mother, she didn’t like her father’s family. Although her mother had never truly uttered a bad word about them, she had been accumulating deep resentment and contempt towards her so-called father as she grew up.

When Eve was sixteen years old, a sophomore in high school, she had her first experiencing of sex in the back of a teal sedan. It had all been with some boy she had met only a week ago at a party, and Eve hadn’t cared much for him. She had just wanted to lose her virginity. He was cute and completely inexperienced.

She was always passionate, bold, and unrestrained. But she was terrible at school– she just didn’t test well. As a result, she tanked her SATs and ended up at a community college studying botany. It wasn’t the most popular major, but Eve managed to get by.

One day, Phil, her so-called father, arrived at their house to see her mother. As Eve was using the downstairs bathrooms, she overheard the conversation between Phil and his mother. Apparently, Phil was begging Eve’s mother to take him back.

“You’re a coward. Shame on you, coming out here to grovel! What do you think you’re doing?” Eve shouted.

Phil was shocked to hear his own daughter judging him so harshly. He hadn’t expected her to take such a strong stance against him.

Eve’s mother, on the other hand, had always been a very pretty woman. Even though she was in her fifties, her skin was taut and her eyes bright and full of the vigor of youth. Her beauty was unparalleled. However, she did have a bad temper. It would flare-up in the most inopportune moments.

“You are not welcome here. Please get out! Don’t make the mistake of coming out here again. You understand?” Eve yelled, leaning against the doorframe. With her arms crossed in front of her chest, she looked at Phil and then her mother.

Phil eventually sauntered out. He got in his car and drove off without another word.

“Eve, let’s move to another place.” Eve’s mother said once she had recovered from the shock of seeing Phil.

Eve was happy about this decision. She didn’t like Phil at all, so she was quite willing to move to a place where he could never find them. She hoped they would leave Phil behind once and for all.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Afterward, they came back home and settled down in New York. When she looked at the small house in front of her, she gave a big hug to her mother and exclaimed excitedly, “Wow, mum, it’s so amazing. I love you so much.”

Her mother just pushed her away and jokingly said, “You will be dead if you dare to bring your boyfriend to sleepover!”

Eve stuck her tongue out and knew what her mother meant. She was as reckless as her mother had been when she was young, unconcerned about what tomorrow would bring.

One of the best advantages of moving here was that she was much closer to Las Vegas than she had been before.

It wasn’t that Eve was addicted to gambling, but she had always been very curious to understand the neurology of gamblers– she was fascinated by the minds of seasoned gamblers and yearned to understand their impulses and rationale. She loved wandering around the casino all day and watching gamblers of every shape and size as they rejoiced and mourned their wins and losses, respectively. Eve felt very free and comfortable here.

After she had gambled a few times, Eve felt disgusting inside. She was faced with a fat, ugly Japanese man who seemed intent on destroying her. Eve decided to take her chips and leave the table before she lost too much money.

Eve started chatting with the bartender with her chin resting in her hands and elbows up on the bar counter. She looked around the bar but found that there was no one around who was her type.

“Are you bored?” the bartender said as he put a glass of colorful cocktail in front of her. It was a Vodka cranberry– Eve’s favorite.

Eve sipped on the fuchsia drink slowly and bit the straw. Then she piped up, “Did I hide it too well? And you notice that now?”

The bartender smiled, and two dimples appeared on his cheeks.

“I can show you the VIP room upstairs if you’re interested in seeing it. It’s pretty fancy. We have an important guest here today!”

Hearing that, Eve’s eyes brightened. She knew that the VIP room was ridiculously expensive to rent out even for an hour, so only the rich and famous could afford to occupy the space and sip the very best champagne in the world.

“Wait, for real? Can you really show it to me? Just like that?” With a smile on her face, Eve looked the bartender up and down. She inched closer to him and winked.

The bartender laughed and said, “Well, this is very flattering and all that, but I’m gay. So don’t worry, I’m not about to put the moves on you or anything like that.”

Eve nodded and put her arm around his shoulder. They walked together.

The bartender didn’t lie to her. He took out a black card from his pocket and waved it in front of the sensor. In an instant, the door slid open. Eve was on the helm of a whole new world.

“Have a good time here. You can drink what you want here, but there is one thing you need to remember. You shouldn’t ever gamble here, you understand?”

“OK! Eve answered readily and walked inside with the biggest smile on her face.

It was so different here compared to the scene downstairs. Everything was spotless, for one.

She grabbed a glass of champagne and leaned against the pillar along the corridor, and looked around.

“I heard that Mr. Kent is here, which room is he in?” Two girls asked the waiter.

“I’m so sorry, King Hall is not available to others.” the waiter replied politely.

They gave a disappointed glance at each other and turned around to walk away.

Right then, Eve grabbed his hand to stop the waiter who was about to leave and asked, “How do I get into King Hall?”

The waiter blushed and said, “You need the invitation, or you have to be brought in by someone who has an invitation.”

Eve nodded and let him go and said, “I got it. Thank you!”

After that, the waiter just walked away nervously and shyly. He had never been approached by a customer as beautiful as her and certainly not in a manner as aggressively as she did.

Eve touched her chin and then headed for King Hall. It sounded like a magical space.