[Mature Content- 18+]

It's hard to tell who has your back, from who has it long enough just to stab you in it.

"Why are you making it so difficult?" I screeched on top of my lungs. God, why does he have to make everything so difficult?

"I'm your boss and you're responsible to follow my orders. You have no authority to defy me." He snarled, his hands balled into fists.

"Are you even listening to your baseless blabbering?"

"Shut the hell up!" He roared with pure antagonism and fisted his hand on the glass painting that hung by the wall. I gasped at the sight of glasses shattered into tiny pieces, droplets of blood oozing down his knuckles. His jaw was clenched as he shot daggers to my eyes, not because of the pain that was inflicted from the quick punch, but the remembrance of my betrayal.

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Mystery. Romance. Deception.

It's a famous saying that, hate is a strong emotion- so is love. You can only hate someone you place in high esteem since you care about what they think.

Just when Evelyn Williams thought she could bring some light into her miserable life, destiny played its cruel game again, bringing her back to the place where she started. Five years later, she is forced to work with one and only Xavier Blake Knight, the one who remembers how Evelyn Williams has broken his heart. After what she did to him, would she be able to look into his eyes?

Unbearable secrets will be revealed with a mixture of irresistible desires. Desires that Evelyn fears would only deepen her wounds, but somehow heal Xavier's.

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C57 Sunday and .....a familiar house