The Day Our Promise Breaks

She knew his possessiveness was through the roof-he couldn't stand the thought of another man even coming near her. Fueled by anger, Evelyn swung her hand to hit Charles, but her attempt was easily caught. Undeterred, she tried again with her other hand, aiming for his face, only to have it captured just as swiftly. He held both her hands effortlessly in one of his own, pinning her against the car door. With his free hand, he smoothly slipped off his tie and bound her hands together, tying a secure knot behind her back to keep her from causing any more trouble. Despite the odds, Evelyn continued to resist fiercely, like a hedgehog bristling with defiance.

Charles' chest heaved with emotion, the anger in his eyes sharp and clear. His grip on Evelyn's waist was so tight it seemed he might snap her in two. She winced from the pain, biting down hard and struggling even more fiercely. Her voice was a mix of rage and desperation as she shouted, "Charles, you're despicable!"

His eyes, dark and stormy like the rainy sky, were filled with anger that seemed to ebb away slightly upon witnessing Evelyn's struggle. She was doing her best to fight against him, but his calculated charm made her inch closer, even against her will. This reluctant response embarrassed and frustrated her, her eyes welling up with emotion.

"Charles, get away from me!" she cried, trying to push him back with all her might. Her logic was on the brink of crumbling, her emotions were a mess, and tears were threatening to spill. "Just take me to the hospital!" she pleaded, broken but undeniably captivating in her vulnerability.

Charles' breathing was all over the place as he held her close. He threaded his fingers through her sweat-drenched hair, pulled her head back, and brought her lips back to his. His rough, low voice murmured against her lips, "I'm here."

"I don't want this!" Evelyn spat, her entire presence radiating resistance. She knew he'd take advantage of her vulnerable state. Ever since Charlie died, she'd been numb, fending off Charles time and again. Now, he sensed an opportunity and wasn't about to let it slip by.

The car kept rolling towards Oakwood Manor as the streetlights streamed in through the windows. The light danced across his handsome face, and his gaze on Evelyn was intensely possessive. The air inside the car grew thick with tension. Just when Evelyn thought she wouldn't escape, she felt a

change.

At first, she couldn't be sure, but then a familiar pain flared in her abdomen. Tears slipped down her cheeks as her body went slack, collapsing into Charles' arms. He shifted, pinning her beneath him on the seat.

But then he froze, time seeming to

halt. He lifted himself slightly, bracing his arms around Evelyn. The glow of the streetlights allowed him to take in the sight of her on the seat Completely surrendered, she looked like a siren, her allure inescapable.

She sensed him release her lips and wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes full of sultry intent. Using her arms to lift herself, she leaned in, seeking out his lips once more and kissing him deeply as soon as she found them.