Trapped With The Devil

Section 41

“This is Jessica, from today she will take care of all your needs.”

Selena stopped slicing her pancakes and glanced at Eros who had come with a tall woman in a formal suit. The woman lowered her head slowly and commented a stiff smile.

“Please cooperate, Mistress.”

Selena turned her face to grab a glass of milk and took a sip. Eros complied with his request, as the man often said except one—freedom.

“How?” Next to Eros's eyebrows raised.

Selena put down her glass and licked the remnants of the white liquid at the corner of her lips. “At least better than your stiff accomplices and her face eleven twelve with you.”

Eros grazed slowly. He was stunned when Selena made a move that somehow looked very sensual in her eyes.

While slightly clearing his throat slowly, the man said, “good. Then I can go to the office in peace.”

Selena swerves. What the fuck? With peace? Probably meant to quip his yesterday's scolding.

Eros chuckled as he got a sharp delicacy from Selena. The man moved to grab Selena's head and kissed the corner of her lips.

Sweet. Not only from the taste of milk that the woman had previously drunk, but because Selena's own lips did taste so sweet.

Selena slips. She watched Jessica rush to look away. Before he could push Eros' body, the man had already made some distance.

The man grinned. “Don't do anything as long as I'm not home. You understand?”

Selena turned her face. A few seconds later, he nodded weakly.

Eros smiled in satisfaction then glanced at Jessica and gestured through her eyes which the woman gave a brief nod.

In modern times it is so easy to get loyalty someone—only with money.

**

“There are flower deliveries for you, Madam.”

Emilia was sitting alone in the back garden when a waiter delivered a bouquet of red roses that looked fresh and smelled good.

There was a small note embedded in the bouquet.

“For My Sister-in-law, Emilia.”

The handwriting belonged to Eros.

Emilia frowning. What does it mean to send a red rose to her? Isn't all this too sudden? Is this a sign that Eros has truly forgiven him?

Emilia inhaled the scent of the rose and smiled faintly. Red roses have always been her favorite.

Emilia glanced at her belly which was starting to enlarge and stroked her gently. Although these few days he seemed to lose the spirit of life, but he could not continue to ignore the fetus in his stomach.

Mistress William was right, she had to stay strong because she contained Alex's flesh blood. As bitter as anything, he had to stay alive for his son. And maybe Eros's cue is a sign that he wants a better relationship.

Yep. Hopefully in the future everything will be better.

**

Although his gestures greatly respect Eros as his new boss, the man knows that Andreas only shows his formality as a co-worker.

“Like it or not, from today you should get used to seeing me sitting in this chair.”

Andreas blinked. He put the documents on the desk and nodded slowly. What everyone says about Eros may be true. The man was so cold. Even with just such a flat gaze, the man was able to make his opponent feel intimidated.

“There's more I can help?” Andreas raised his head.

Since the first time he entered the room, Eros eyes were immediately fixed on a frame located at the end of the table. Portrait of Emilia and Alex in a wedding dress. Looks so happy. And there is no denying that they are a very compatible couple.

Andreas gulped as he followed Eros' gaze fixed on the object. Flat expression. He could not guess what the man who was now his new boss was thinking.

“Tomorrow I don't want to see Alex's relics in this room,” he said as he stroked the frame. “Replace everything, do you understand?”

Despite the hesitation, Andreas nodded. “I understand.”

“Good. Seeing Alex's relics will only make me always remember her.”

Remember what? Andreas doesn't understand. There was no sadness or satisfaction in the expression Eros displayed. That guy is hard to guess.

And sometimes it looks a little awful.

**

No!

The photo burned in his hand. Slowly turn it to ashes. Eros enjoyed every fire that devoured Emilia's figure in the photo. When the fire started to burn Alex's figure, he quickly threw the object into the garbage can.

Before long the phone in his pocket vibrated.

Can we meet at lunch?

—Emilia.

Eros pulled the corner of her lips before putting her phone back in her pocket.

“Basic naive woman. It's easy to get into a trap.”