Desires Die Hard (Anya and Evan) by Beryl Occam
Desires Die Hard Chapter 162

Chapter 162

Evan’s voice was cold and intimidating.

Zachary clutched his injured leg. The spot that had been hit throbbed with pain. He was reeling in shock and agony alike. “Mr. Welton… how could you…”

Had Anya somehow earned Evan’s favor?

But he knew what had happened a year ago. He knew that Evan hadn’t cared for her at all.

In fact, he had hated Anya for what she had done to him.

He had no idea what was going on right now.

Zachary was bewildered. He was of the firm impression that Evan would detest Anya for tricking him into bed. But that didn’t seem to be the case. It seemed impossible.

Had Anya tried to win Evan’s favor after that incident?

Had her beauty caught Evan’s eye? Perhaps the young man was simply looking for a good time.

After all, Anya had been known for her beauty in their circle.

Zachary couldn’t stop wondering. What would make a powerful man like Evan step in and come to Anya’s rescue? Why would Anya, a young woman who had fallen from grace, turn up at a golf club frequented exclusively by the rich and famous? There was only one answer that could explain everything.

Despite the year that had passed, Evan had never forgotten how beautiful Anya had been.

Anya for hi

The man had decided to keep Anya for himself.

Waves of disgust and abhorrence threatened to pull Zachary under. He couldn’t believe it. The woman had tried to put up an act earlier and pretended to be some chaste saint like the Joan of Arc.

How dare she deny that she was a prostitute selling her services?

Just look at what was going on here. The truth spoke for itself.

How dare she lie to him… she should be proud of herself. Not every prostitute had the opportunity to render their services to a rich and powerful man like Evan Welton.

onestly, she was quite the actor.

While Zachary was sprawled on the ground and clutching his leg in pain, a young woman who looked like a student still in college hopped out of the golf cart ahead of them. She had seen Zachary fall.

She came running immediately. The young woman tried to help Zachary up. “Are you alright, Zach?”

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“Get away from me,” the man growled as he shoved the young woman away. Zachary was a proud man. He didn’t enjoy looking bad in front of women.

He

struggled as he clambered to his feet.

As soon as he got to his feet, Evan was speaking again in a voice as cold as winter. “Mr. Marshall, you were talking about me a moment ago. Do you have anything you would like to tell me?”

The man pulled Anya to his side and then put himself between the young woman and Zachary. His towering form shielded Anya from the latter.

It was as if he was trying to stop her from giving the other man a second look.

Anya was his.

The streak of possessiveness deep in his bones compelled the man to drive away any man who shared the barest relation with Anya.

That included the man whom she had been formerly engaged to.

Evan’s protective streak was as stark as day. It cleared whatever suspicions that had been clouding Zachary’s mind. He had been right

Anya, that loose woman, had gotten romantically entangled with Evan.

She was really something. She had put on such an act when they had been engaged and feigned virginal innocence. Look at what she was doing now! She was putting herself up for sale.

What an accomplished actress the woman was.

Zachary muttered a string of vicious, malicious curses under his breath. None of that showed on his face though. He had a. plastic smile plastered on his face. “It’s a misunderstanding, Mr. Welton. Just a misunderstanding.”

He wasn’t a match for Evan. He wasn’t going to make an enemy of the man.

But he wasn’t going to let Anya off that easily for cuckolding him.

It didn’t help that the man whom she had fallen into bed with had just humiliated him in public.

There would come a day when Evan tired of Anya.

When that day came, he would drag her back to his mansion and have his way with her.

Then, he would cast her aside when he tired of her as well.

He swore he would do it. That was the only way to make Anya pay for being unfaithful to him.

see you in this country club ever again, do

“I’m glad it’s just a misunding. Get out of the way then. I don’t want to you hear me?” Evan couldn’t be bothered to waste his time on a small fry like Zachary.

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His voice was as cold and as unyielding as a glacier.

The air the man young exuded was of distance and overbearing authority.

Anya felt it. The young college student whom Zachary had brought to the country club found herself drawn towards the other young man too.

Her bright eyes stared dreamily at Evan.

She couldn’t help but think him handsome and powerful.

Zachary couldn’t compare to the man at all. He was just a loser.

Zachary was a brute as well. She hadn’t forgotten that the man had shoved her aside a moment ago.

The college student couldn’t help herself as she compared the two men. They were worlds apart. Evan seemed like such a hunk. Her eyes were bright with adoration as she gazed at Evan.

She was a step away from asking Evan for his number.

While the college student was busy making eyes at Evan, Zachary was looking at her. He could tell that his companion was staring at Evan like the latter hung the moon. Anger churned in his gut. He reached out, wrapped his fingers around the young woman’s wrist and dragged her away forcefully.