Chapter 74 - 74: Unexpected Appearance

The firm arms around Daniella's waist pulled her backward, without even looking she had recognized the pleasant fragrance coming from behind.

Her hands lay on the arms around her waist. A faint and sweet giggle let out from her lips when she felt his lips on her head, giving her a light kiss.

"You scared me!" she blurted.

Evan's husky voice sounded to her ear as he responded, "I didn't mean to scare you," and it chimed even s.e.xier than before.

She moved to turn and face him but Evan tightened his embrace on her waist, not allowing her to even move.

"Stay," he said in a murmur, "if you turn around I will kiss you."

Daniella rose an eyebrow, her ears wanted to explode from his sweet threat.

"Fine," her hands went back to lay on his arms, their breathing moved in rhythm, she could feel his chest moving frantically as time passed by.

Her body went stiff when she suddenly felt something hard on her behind, her eyes swelling open as it suddenly twitched.

"ahm, Evan, are you-"

She was cut out when Evan suddenly buried his face on her shoulder and hushed her.

Her eyes scanned the place in front of her nervously, the five minutes had passed but she could still feel his hardness behind her.

She stayed standing like a statue with Evan behind her, none of them spoke but their breathing said a million words .

Evan let out a sigh eventually, he slowly turned Daniella's body around to face him, hands on her waist moved to her shoulder and face, each palm was filled with warmth.

"I will see you on Monday " he spoke in a coarse voice as their eyes met.

Daniella nodded her head slightly, loneliness sparked in her green irises by the thought of not seeing him.

"I will call you every day. Alright?" hand caressing her cheeks moved to her hair and stroked it gently.

She nodded once again, a slight pain throbbed in her heart, wondering if they would really meet again after she meets up with his father.

She blinked by the lips on her forehead, it was soft like a marshmallow and warm like summer.

Her eyes squinting with indescribable emptiness watched Evan as he walked back to his car. She waved a hand in the air to bid him goodbye.

After the darkness devoured Evan's car, Daniella took in a deep breath and proceeded inside.

She had just opened the door when Claire suddenly popped out of nowhere in front of her.

"Ugh!" she groaned in surprise, "people should stop appearing like ghosts," she walked past Claire with face blanched from surprise, "I am too young to have a heart attack," she complained and slumped her body on the couch.

Claire followed her with a teasing smile on her lips, her eyes sparkled as she had witnessed the scene outside through the small hole in her gate

"So, is he your boyfriend now?" with a face beaming in tease, Claire sat down next to Daniella, excitement sparkling in her eyes.

Daniella shut her eyes, leaned her head against the softness of the couch and slightly shook her head, "No, Claire and he won't ever be," she replied, the voice was creaky as if she was about to cry.

Claire went silent, she understood Daniella's dilemma, it must be hard to steer her feelings for Evan knowing his family's connection to her mom's death.

"Are you going to meet his father on Sunday?" Claire asked.

Daniella opened her eyes, no matter what she did Evan's gorgeous face stayed in her mind lingering like a lost soul.

"Yeah," her voice sounded like a person in her deathbed, so distant and melancholy.

"Are you going to torture him?" Claire's asked in worry, the last thing she wanted was for Daniella to regret hurting Evan's father.

Daniella let out a dejected laugh, irises which were once green turned into black, " I need to know the truth," she breathed heavily "I can't give my answer until I see him."

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On the other side, Evan's finger kept tapping on the steering wheel as he drove back to the villa. His arms could still remember how Daniella's body went stiff when he suddenly had an arousal.

He pumped a palm on the steering wheels angrily, nose wrinkled irritably as he pressed the brake.

He didn't care that he was in the middle of the road when he stopped the car, his jaw gnashed as he lowered his sight to his pants.

"What is wrong with you," he roared glaring at his pant, "you're a freaking maniac " he breathed out harshly eyes narrowing in anger looked at the rearview mirror and found out that he had caused traffic.

He clicked his tongue irritably, pondered about Daniella's thought when it happened.

"Damn it!" He murmured a cursed nibbling his lower lips as he tried to concentrate on the road.

After some hours of driving, Evan had finally arrived in the Villa. He parked the car in front of the stairs leading to the front door and got out of the car.

His was still wandering about Daniella's reaction to the incident earlier, a part of him was urging him to call her but he was not sure what to say and that was if she would answer the call.

He took in a deep breath , he was about to reach the end of the stairs when he noticed a figure right in front of him. As he looked up the corner of his lips lifted to smile but unlike him the man in front had a face blank as a sheet of paper.

"Dad, what are you doing here?" he smiled brightly at him but his father didn't return the smile.

"Evan, someone wants me to be here. Now tell me , who had access to your email?" his father's eyebrow was raised in suspicion; the coldness of his gaze exceeded the coldness of the night breeze.

Evan's smile disappeared; his face slowly formed a frown as he thought of Daniella.

'Was that the reason why she didn't want me to kiss her?'

He sighed, connecting the puzzles in his mind.

'Sneaky woman!' He thought while his lips formed in a mischievous smile.

He walked past his father but before he entered the villa he halted and sighed, "you are right someone might really want you here " he paused, thinking of the reason why Daniella wanted his father, "Anyway, since you arrived safely here, I am guessing that person will meet you here."

Evan turned a little and looked at his father with confusion on his face.

"Good luck Dad," he gave him a smile, but inside he was wondering what Daniella would do or need to do to his father. He had seen how she handled the two senators in the warehouse, and he could say that she definitely knew how to play with knives.