TRENT POVGilbert had proposed that I moved out of the mansion for now go keep my cover hidden."Move out?" I asked, bewildered when he came up with idea."Not technically move out, just to find a place to lay low now that you want to keep your identity hidden." He said."That doesn't sound like a very good idea.""Just think about it. Imagine if maybe someone followed you and you were unaware of it. You'd lead them straight to this multi million dollar mansion here in the GRA. I don't think that's a good idea either." He pressed on. "Trent Williams is a technician working at Suntech right. But Trent O'Neil is the CEO, the main man, the alpha of the company. Keeping your identity a secret will not be easy but at least we can try. First off, you'll need to move to someplace less… exotic." He said, motioning around the living room.I thought about it. He was right. As always.If I stayed here, it would pose a bigger threat to revealing my true identity and as soon as it was out, the med
ALINA POV"Hey are you okay there?" He asked, racing across the street to help me up.I closed my eyes in embarrassment, he hadn't seen me yet but there was no escaping now. My hair was messy, I was in my pajamas and worse? I didn't have a bra on. How delightful.He helped me up to my feet. His eyes widened when he saw my face."Alina?!" He asked, visibly shocked. What… what are you doing here?" "Oh, Trent." I said, forcing a smile. I was embarrassed and I couldn't help feeling annoyed that he had seen me just when I prayed he wouldn't. "Uhh.. I live in Gordon's Drive, that's about two blocks away.""Wow." He said smiling. "So, What's up? No work today for either of us huh?""Nope." I smiled. Uh.. Trent?" "Yeah?" He answered."You said you live here but I don't think I've ever seen you around this area before." I said. That part didn't quite make much sense to me."Oh, that. I just moved in. Actually I just moved in this morning." He smiled. "Soni guess we're kind of neighbors now o
ALINA POVOn Monday morning, I got to work later than I usually did."You're a bit late, Alina." Gloria, my coworker said when she saw me."Sorry about that, I think I overslept." "We shouldn't form a habit of arriving for work, there's always someone watching and if you keep it up, you could be leaving here far sooner than you think." Gloria said."Noted." I said and gazed around the floor I was in. The offices were full, employees were already in their offices working, with a laptop in front of them."Hello there." an unfamiliar voice said from behind me. I turned around and saw a man in a suit, probably a department head or assistant judging by his suit."Good morning." I replied.He smiled, showing a bright set of teeth. I had never seen him before. He had black hair, brown eyes and was about my height, he also had a very deep voice when he spoke. He was obviously an important person in the company so why was he talking to me? Was I in trouble already?"You must be Alina." He sa
TRENT POV"Trust me these burgers are good." I said as Alina and I took our food trays over to a free table in the cafeteria. "They do look pretty big don't you think?" She said as we sat down on a table and began to eat."This is just the normal size. I once had a triple decker. It was fantastic, although I needed about an hour of rest before I could do literally anything." She laughed as a few crumbs of bread landed on me."Oh my God! I'm so sorry." She apologized, getting up with a napkin."It's alright." I waved it off. "No biggie as long as it's not ketchup."After slapping off the crumbs from my jacket, I got back to destroying my burger."It's nice." She said."My shirt or the burger?" I joked."Your old looking shirt?." She chuckled. "I meant the burger.""The first time I ordered these, I had to order extra. When I was done with that, I went for one more but it was already finished. I remember being grumpy the entire day." I recollected.The entire day? Just because you cou
Alina's POV I watched Trent's body go limp against mine as he slumped to the floor. I had to use my body to brace his fall, allowing him to rest on my lap. I looked at his bleeding stomach, panic seizing my senses. Oh, goodness! Why did all of this have to happen? I was bad luck. Now, Trent was wounded and bleeding so badly. I was terrified but the little knowledge I had about these kinds of things was enough to let me know that trying to remove the knife all alone was a bad idea. I glanced around the dark alley and fear clawed through me. There was no one to call for help. The only person else in the alley was the other kidnapper that Trent had knocked out earlier. It was a miracle that Trent had come in at the time he did. Who knows what would have happened to me otherwise? Think, Alina, think. What was the name he mentioned before he passed out? Right, Gilbert. I pulled out his phone from his pocket and, with shaking fingers, opened it. I was surprised the phone had no pass
Trent's POVThe throbbing pain in my gut was the first thing I felt as I slowly regained consciousness. The repetitive beeping of the monitor that stood beside me soon became a nuisance. I just wanted it to stop. I glanced beside me and saw that I was connected to a drip. It was very early in the morning, I could tell because the sun rays filtered in through the white blinds on the automatic-sensor louvred windows. I was in a hospital, alright. The next thing that slammed into my head was the woman I had almost sacrificed myself for. Was she safe? Had those cruel men taken her?"Alina!" I whispered. My voice came out hoarse. My throat felt parched and I wondered why.Just as I made to get up and jerk away the drip from my hand, even though the pain in my belly at any slight movement was maddening, the door slid open. It was Gilbert. He looked surprised to see me awake. "You're awake, sir? Let me go get the doctor."I clenched my teeth to fight the pain and gestured for him to w
Alina's POVI watched Trent, fascinated as he wolfed down all the food I'd brought. He also fed Niguez bits out of his hamburger. Even though he still looked pretty banged up, hooked to all those machines and all, I was glad that at least his injury wasn't so bad that he couldn't eat. I was even more glad that I met him conscious. I don't know how I would have felt if he was still unconscious. As he ate, I had to hold back Niguez from climbing on top of him on the bed. He wanted to protest that I could leave him but then he choked on his food and began to cough. I poured him a glass of water. "I am sorry for what happened to you. It was all my fault," I said in a dejected tone as I watched him gulp down the water. He gently lifted my downcast chin to look at him. "No, it wasn't your fault. We should just be grateful that it didn't end up worse than this."His steady eyes bored into mine as if he wanted to swallow up all my guilt. I felt like I could get lost in his mesmerising
Trent's POVI flinched when a wave of pain sliced across my belly. The pain at the site of my injury had lessened considerably, but that didn't stop the annoyance I felt each time a little strain caused the memory of the injury to come rushing back at me.Currently, I was getting dressed to resume back to work. Thankfully, yesterday I was able to iron my shirt and pant for resumption. It was navy blue cotton pants and a sky blue and white striped shirt. Doing that helped me to save the time I was supposed to spend on that today. A glance at my phone's digital time showed that I would be late if I didn't hurt. After putting on my treasured bracelet, I dashed out of my room and headed to the kitchen.Gilbert was already up, whistling an off-key tune as he flipped pancakes.I cringed and rolled my eyes. This man never ceased to annoy yet intrigue me."Aren't you going home?' I asked him while I strode over to the cupboard to take a mug to serve myself the freshly brewed coffee. "I sh