Evan's POV
As the clock stroked twelve, I was out of my office and into my Lamborghini and driving towards my mansion. Apart from the mansions I owned in Paris, Italy, London, Indonesia, Canada and Bora Bora, I loved the one in Brooklyn the most.
I never called it 'home' though. To me, a home was having someone or a family to go to and I didn't had such.?
Mom had already called me three times to ask if I was ready for the trip to the Caymans.?
Jessica roamed around the house and I headed straight for my shower. I shampooed my hair, took a long shower and changed into a simple T-shirt and pants with sneakers.
Afterwards, I dropped Jessica off at her work place. She wanted me to be intimate with her but I wasn't into her like that anymore. The feelings had faded and I was only tolerating her presence to get rid of the feelings that was building for Jasmine.
I did not want to be involved with any of my employees.