The Billionaire’s Unexpected Proposal (Evelyn and Derek) novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9
The moment his lips touched hers," Evelyn stiffened.
She had heard about workplace harassment and how powerful people loved to abuse their power, but never would she have thought she would be a victim of this.
She would never have imagined that someone like Derek Stone would behave this way, Evelyn thought as she felt a rise of anger within her.
She pushed him away, and stepped back, her green eyes flashing with anger and her face flushed red,
"What is the meaning of that?" She demanded angrily as she clenched her fists to keep herself from hitting him.

Derek couldn't believe that she still didn't remember even after the questions he just asked to jog her memory.
"I guess this is why you do not like to be interviewed or want your photos out there. You do not want anyone to see you for the kind of man you are," she said, and he snorted.
"And what kind of man do you think I am, Eve?" He asked and she glared at him for addressing her like they were friends.
"I do not think we are close enough for you to call me by that name," she said in a scathing tone.

"Shouldn't you be trying to convince me to accept the request you're here to make?" Derek asked, amused by her show of temper.
This woman was quite different from the one he had met. She had been an emotional mess back then, but this woman here seemed to be solid.
"You're going to agree to the interview," she said, making up her mind to not beg him.
"I am? Now why would I do that?" Derek asked as he sat on the edge of his desk and watched her.
"Because if you don't, I'm going to expose you for the disgusting pig you are. You might have been getting away with this dirty attitude of yours, but I am different. I won't let you off so easily," she threatened, and he laughed.

"Let me get this straight. You're saying you're going to tell everyone I came on to you and kissed you if I don't do the interview?" He asked in disbelief.
"That's right," she said, and he chuckled.

"Isn't that blackmail?" He asked, and she shrugged.
"Call it whatever you want. You harassed me," she said flatly.

"If there is anyone who harassed anyone between the both of us, that would be you, Evelyn Quinn, not me," he said, and she raised a brow.
"Really? You're going to make it my word against yours kind of case?" She asked, and he smiled.
"You do not have any proof that I did anything to you.
But I have proof of what you did," Derek said and she frowned.
"What are you talking about?" She asked in confusion.
"I must say I'm hurt, Eve. You have really hurt my feelings and bruised my ego," he said, and she frowned, wondering why he kept sounding like he knew her.
"Have we met before?" Evelyn asked now, since the more she looked at him, the more she was beginning to think he was familiar.

"Would you want to have sex with me?" Derek asked, and when he saw the flash of indignation in her eyes, he shook his head.
"That was the question you asked me, Evelyn. How can you so easily forget me after asking me to have sex with you?" He asked before she could say anything.
Evelyn's heart skipped a beat and a gasp escaped from her lips as recognition dawned on her. How could she not have recognized him? Those eyes that looked so much like Samantha's.

Her mind flashed back to that night and when she pieced all his actions together, it became clear to her who he was.
She took a step back in denial, "I don't know who you are or what you're talking about," she denied without meeting his gaze even though her cheeks which had flushed with anger a moment ago were flushed with shame now.
There was no way she was admitting that she was that wanton lady he had met six years ago.
Derek's lips twitched. He had seen the flicker of recognition in her eyes before she looked away, so now he knew that she knew exactly who he was.