Desires Die Hard

She didn’t want to get involved with the police. She would just be burdened with another set of problems then. That wasn’t what she wanted.

She bit her lips and whispered. “I…I don’t 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?”

A look of contempt appeared on the waitress’ face. Her voice was filled with annoyance. “Why are you in our café if you can’t afford to be here? Unbelievable!”

“If you can’t pay for the tea that you just spilled, I’ll have to get our manager to deal with you.”

The waitress shook her head in disdain at Anya before pulling out her phone to call the manager.

“I’ll pay for it when I get my paycheck at the end of the month,” Anya said. She glanced at her watch. She still had work that needed to be done. She didn’t want to waste anymore time on this mess. “I’ll let you have my ID. Will that do?”

“No, it won’t,” 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 didn’t 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 hadn’t 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. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

If they were right about her disreputable past, she probably wouldn’t 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 Shane’s table. “Aren’t you Ms. MacMillan? It’s been a while.”

Panic flickered across the waitress’ 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 MacMillan…she really knew how to charm a man. She had somehow managed to catch Shane’s eye too.

Shane clearly had an ulterior motive for helping Anya out. The young woman turned towards the man and glared at him. She didn’t 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 didn’t want to offend him either. Her voice was polite when she addressed him. “Hi, Mr. Brown.”

“What’s going on here?” Shane’s 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.

“It’s nothing, Mr. Brown. Ms. MacMillan knocked into me just now. Because of that, I spilled your tea,” the waitress said instantly, seizing the opportunity to apologize to Anya and prevent herself from getting into any more trouble. She didn’t want to be fired for offending the wrong person. “I didn’t know you and Ms. MacMillan are friends…I’m sorry, Ms. MacMillan. Please forgive my earlier behavior. I didn’t know what I was saying ”

A sly smile appeared on Shane’s lips. His eyes shifted towards Anya again. He stared at the young woman’s breasts brazenly. The sight sent him exclaiming inwardly.

The wet stains on Anya’s blouse didn’t 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. “It’s just a cup of tea. What’s the fuss?”

Anya didn’t answer him. Shane wasn’t a decent guy at all. She could feel his hungry eyes on her. It made her feel sick.

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