Evelyn’s POV
I felt myself shaking from head to toe, caught between shock and disbelief.
Asher was here.
Was he here for me?
No. Impossible. He was the most powerful man in the world. He had millions of more important things to do a day. Don’t flatter yourself, Evelyn. You barely even know the man.
“…What the hell…” Eason muttered beside me, staring up at the helicopter. “Evelyn, is he here to see you?”
“No way.” I said quickly, almost as if to convince myself.
The helicopter circled lower, whipping up gusts that had everyone shielding their faces. 2 bodyguards jumped out first and then finally a towering, huge man. He was carrying a sniper rifle across his back.
Now I could see his face clearly—that fierce, striking face. It was Asher.
My heart hammered, so hard it almost made
