Desires Die Hard Chapter 15
Desires Die Hard (Anya and Evan) by Beryl Occam
Chapter 15
She didnât want to get involved with the police. She would just be burdened with another set of problems then. That wasnât what she wanted.
She bit her lips and whispered. âIâ¦I donât have that much money on me right now. Could I put this on my tab and pay for the spilled cup of tea at the end of the month when I get my paycheck?â
A look of contempt appeared on the waitressâ face. Her voice was filled with annoyance. âWhy are you in our café if you canât afford to be here? Unbelievable!â
âIf you canât pay for the tea that you just spilled, Iâll have to get our manager to deal with you.â
The waitress shook her head in disdain at Anya before pulling out her phone to call the manager.
âIâll pay for it when I get my paycheck at the end of the month,â Anya said. She glanced at her watch. She still had work that needed to be done. She didnât want to waste anymore time on this mess. âIâll let you have my ID. Will that do?â
âNo, it wonât,â the waitress said curtly before calling her manager.
Shane, who was seated at a table next to the window, finally noticed the argument that Anya was having with the waitress then. His eyes fell on Anya.
Anya was an extremely beautiful woman. Before, she had been part of the Nordenic high society as well. There was no way Shane didnât recognize her.
He had heard of her disreputable history though. She had been driven out of the MacMillan family. The good-for-nothing trust fund baby Zachary Marshall had broken off his engagement with the woman.
She had vanished from their circle after that.
He hadnât expected to run into her a year later.
He remembered being interested in the eldest daughter of the MacMillan family. She had the complexion and beauty of Snow White. He remembered thinking about how soft she must feel.
If they were right about her disreputable past, she probably wouldnât mind being his side woman. Shane liked his mistresses. He was in love with beautiful, cla**y women. Women like Anya MacMillan, for example.
Shane rose from his seat and approached Anya while Evan was making his way to Shaneâs table. âArenât you Ms. MacMillan? Itâs been a while.â
Panic flickered across the waitressâ face as soon as Shane spoke. Ms. MacMillan? Did Mr. Brown know her? Was she going to be in trouble?
Evan observed the scene from a short distance away. His brow creased slightly with a frown. Anya MacMillanâ¦she really knew how to charm a man. She had somehow managed to catch Shaneâs eye too.
Shane clearly had an ulterior motive for helping Anya out. The young woman turned towards the man and glared at him. She didnât feel moved by his gesture at all.
Instead, her guard rose.
Shane was notorious in the Nordenic circle. She had heard much about him. He seemed to relish in abusing women.
She had heard that he had four female celebrities as his mistresses. They would end up with injuries all over their bodies after spending a night with him every time. After that, they would have to take a month-long hiatus and keep themselves hidden from the public eye
All Anya wanted was to stay as far away as she possibly could from the sadistic young man. But she didnât want to offend him either. Her voice was polite when she addressed him. âHi, Mr. Brown.â
âWhatâs going on here?â Shaneâs eyes narrowed as he studied the young woman before her. She was gorgeous! Her skin was soft and smooth and her eyes bright like the stars. She had pink pouty lips that were just asking to be kissed.
âItâs nothing, Mr. Brown. Ms. MacMillan knocked into me just now. Because of that, I spilled your tea,â the waitress said instantly, seizing the opportunity to apologize to Anya and prevent herself from getting into any more trouble. She didnât want to be fired for offending the wrong person. âI didnât know you and Ms. MacMillan are friendsâ¦Iâm sorry, Ms. MacMillan. Please forgive my earlier behavior. I didnât know what I was saying â
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A sly smile appeared on Shaneâs lips. His eyes shifted towards Anya again. He stared at the young womanâs breasts brazenly. The sight sent him exclaiming inwardly.
The wet stains on Anyaâs blouse didnât help her at all. Her skin glistened visibly under the wet patches on her clothes. Lust filled Shane as he stared hungrily at the young woman. His throat went dry. âItâs just a cup of tea. Whatâs the fuss?â
Anya didnât answer him. Shane wasnât a decent guy at all. She could feel his hungry eyes on her. It made her feel sick.
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