Desires Die Hard

Nobody Can Take Her From Me

After several more mind-blowing kisses, Anya got powerless and felt engulfed in his embrace.

Fortunately, there was a car barrier between the driver and rear-seat passengers.

Or she would be too embarrassed to face Hayden and the driver again.

The car ran fast on the road, and soon it came near the mansion. Evan worked very hard to release Anya, who was so attractive to him that he couldn't get enough kisses from her.

"If I have to die due to a deep love for somebody, then I wish she would be Anya." Evan thought.

"I love you, babe!" Evan said in a husky voice, looking at Anya.

Maybe Anya looked too beautiful in his arms. Evan couldn't help expressing his feeling towards her.

Those words sounded warm and sweet.

Though Anya was a mother of three children, all of a sudden, she got incredibly blushful and felt her heart beating faster, just like a young girl who received love letters from the man she deeply loved.

Her ears burned with an inner restlessness.

"I love you, too!" Anya whispered in his ear, still blushing.

With a sense of fulfillment, Evan smiled because he was content to hear what Anya said.

Even there will be ten persons like Cohen staying around her, I won't care about them at all.

Nobody can take her from me! Evan thought.

…

Meanwhile, Cohen was still in the hospital.

He stopped pretending to be sick after Anya left. Throwing the collected photos onto the ground, he said to Sam in a cold voice, "We can't let Ms. MacMillan win the design competition."

Sam frowned after hearing that because he didn't immediately get Cohen's meaning. "Sorry, Mr. Olson! I don't understand. Mrs. Welton is our partner now, so if she loses the competition, we will also lose that," Sam said.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

"I'm afraid it would disgrace you if she loses the competition," Sam added, not knowing why Cohen would do such self-inflicted harm.

"Does he have to pay so much to win Mrs. Welton's heart?" Sam thought.

"How could you be so stupid after staying with me for such a long time?" Cohen said with a slight headache.

Ashamed of failing to understand his boss, Sam rubbed his hands together and flattered Cohen, "Mr. Olson! I know I'm not smart, but I am loyal to you."

That was true.

Sam even would like to kill anyone for Cohen.

He had no ulterior motive to Cohen. He was loyal to Cohen just because Cohen saved him from starvation when he studied abroad. At that time, bullied by the local people, Sam couldn't find a job and had to live on the street.

Therefore, he swore to repay Cohen for his kindness from the day Cohen rescued him.

"On behalf of JK Couture, Anya will compete as an individual," Cohen explained. Cohen also told that to Anya.

Though they all represented JK Couture, both Anya and Cohen would compete as individuals with their work.

So whether Anya wins or loses would not influence JK Couture.

Sam finally figured it out. He patted his head and smilingly said, "Mr. Olson, I'm stupid indeed."

"Mrs. Welton will ask for your help if she loses the competition. Do I guess it right?" Sam asked.

Cohen nodded and slowly uttered "Bingo!" in a cold voice.

Cohen wanted Anya to ask for his help.

And he wouldn't help Anya unless she would like to exchange something for it.

"But, Mr. Olson! Will that cause affront to Mr. Welton?" Sam recalled that Evan was Anya's husband.

He saw Evan once and was much impressed by him.

"Though Evan looks indifferent, he is like a sleeping lion, who would kill anyone that provokes him," Sam thought.

Thinking of that, Sam became worried about Cohen's plan.

"Coward! Leave me if you keep being so timid!" Cohen didn't want to argue with Sam anymore.

Cohen always did what he wanted to do and pursued what he wanted to pursue.

"Sorry, Mr. Olson! I'm just worried about you," Sam said. He wouldn't leave Cohen because there was no better place for him to go.

"Then stop talking nonsense!" Cohen said in disdain, "Do you think Evan is omnipotent? I'll tell you what. He will go through a hard time from now on."

"A hard time?" Sam thought.

Not knowing why Cohen said so, Sam was going to ask for more details. Cohen, however, didn't give him any chance to speak and continued, "Stop asking, and do as I told you! Let Anya lose the competition!"

"Ok!" Sam said.

He signed and stopped asking.

At the same time, locked in the basement of Cohen's house, Paula awoke from a coma and found herself kidnapped after looking around the unfamiliar environment.

Ordinary people don't dare to kidnap me.

So who did this to me? Paula thought.

Feeling dizzy, Paula rubbed her forehead and staggeringly stood up from the couch to get to know the surroundings.

Unlike the young, she couldn't quickly recover from an injection of a drug, let alone the dose was too large for her.

Very soon, she lost her breath after faltering a few steps.

So she had to lean on the wall to have a rest.

Then she continued to walk around the basement. The basement was nearly empty except for several pieces of furniture with its only door locked from outside. Paula walked for a while and couldn't find a way out.

Later, with vertigo caused by the drug, Paula fell to the floor and lapsed into unconsciousness.