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It has been 3 days since Rozine got back from the hospital and is getting better day by day.And today is our date but here I am, sitting in my home office with Mr. Gross’s FBI agents as he promised me his help. And a few more sketchers to draw the figures.I had to say, this FBI agent is good at his work and he’s figured out the man who fired bullets is. It wasn’t easy to figure out as his face is covered in all the CCTV cameras but a rough sketch has been drawn.“This is the final sketch?” I asked, looking at the drawn portrait of a man that doesn’t look so old.“Yes, Sir. Lend me some time. I'll let you know about the man he’s working for or whoever is on their team.”I nodded leaving the office with the sketch in my hands, and my bodyguard was standing right at the door.“I want this person in my basement by tonight.” I said, forwarding the sketch and he nodded while taking it.I took the elevators and left for Rozine’s home. I pulled off at her apartment and she came wearing the d
It’s been 3 days since the ball night and the only news I’ve got is that Rozine fell unconscious that night. I’m sitting on the couch of Wallerman’s living room and waiting for him to come down to his room.I’ve been listening to the loud moans since minutes and the bastard is still not done with fucking his whores.Yes, whores! The fucker is worst than me when it comes to women. I just got jealous over Mariam and killed her husband. This bastard up there fucks like there’s no tomorrow.The moans got sloppier and almost faded. I saw him coming down the stairs buttoning up his shirt.“Sorry I made you wait, Gilbert.” He said sipping water. “You had water?”“Aren’t you afraid of your wife? Youve been fucking your whores, maids, assistants, PA’s and what not?”“Were you afraid of your wife?” His lifted eyebrow said it all if his mouth couldn’t.“I wasn’t cheating on her unlike you.”“Still doesn’t justify your actions.” He let out a snort and kept the water down.“Shut up and tell me wha
We both exited the car and came near the body lying on the road. DEAD.It was scary as I never encountered anyone lying on the random road near the bridge but there’s first time for everytime. Right?We both bent a little to get a closer look of the person but the sight before me shook me to my core.The guy was no one else than Peter. I shivered and looked back at Jackson. He drew me into his arms and held me in his chest.“Shh…It’s okay. People are meant to die, it’s a part of life.”He tried to hush me down and I shook my head in a ‘no’.“He’s- uh, he’s-” I hiccuped while saying and he lifted my chin up.“Who’s he?” He asked me and I stared right back into his hunter eyes that were darker than any shade of black.“He’s Peter. My ex.”He held my head into his chest and I saw a car moving towards us. But I couldn't see clearly because the headlights invaded my vision. Jackson pulled back and 2 mens in formal outfits came out of the car with the guns in their hands. The guns were sma
“I don’t fear your empty threats!”As she said these words I wanted to eat her ,raw, right in the moment. But my inner voice stopped me from becoming the devil.“You need to eat, come on.”She sat up straight and I fed her the soup while she talked. My ears weren’t listening to her, my eyes were.I fed her the soup and patted her back until she fell asleep.Seeing her sleeping so peacefully, an itch entered in me. An itch to never let her get hurt and keep her safe always! In my arms.It was 5 in the morning and I had some unfinished business to take care of so I left her there in the bedroom to leave for the office.My brain cells, nerves or body stopped working when Rozine said the body is of her ex, Peter. I never in my thoughts imagined for this person to be Rozine’s ex.The thought of Peter cheating on Rozine on Jared’s order kept entering my mind until I reached the office.I took the elevators and couldn’t stop thinking about why he would target Rose? And the answer kept coming
I woke up in the same bed as earlier but couldn’t feel the same warmth & comfort. Raking my eyes through the room I looked for him but my eyes didn’t catch him.I looked at the clock kept on the side table and it was 8 in the morning. I stood up and found myself in one of his white shirts with no panties. His shirt ends until my mid - thighs. Cool Height Difference, Right?I observed the bedroom fully, how big and luxurious it looked. I walked to the other side of the room and thought it was a living room, to my surprise, it was a BIG ASS Bathroom.My jaw dropped until it touched the ground. I moved further inside and saw closets, and a shoe showroom. Showroom because there were every kind of shoes one could imagine.“Ms. Valerina.” A womanly voice came from behind and I was startled. I turned around and looked at the same lady that served me the soup previously.“I’m sorry to scare you. I wanted to ask if you need anything?”“No, Thank you. I’m fine. Miss-”“Greta.”“Right.” I nod
I waited until Jackson was home to drop the news. By the time he returned I did some makeup and didn’t realise he kept beauty products in his drawers.I was staring at my reflection in the mirror, questioning myself if I really deserved this. The luxurious Lifestyle. The Love. The opportunities waiting for me.“Rose?”The voice came from the other side of the room to tell me I deserved it and there was someone who loved me for all of me. “I’m here.” I saw him entering through the door and my gaze diverted on his bandaged arm. He followed my gaze and I lifted my gaze in question.The thought of him getting hurt made my heart shrink and tears welled up in my eyes.He cut the distance between us and caressed my cheeks as a sob left my throat.“How did you get hurt?”My voice came out throaty as I caressed his bandaged arm.“It’s nothing, baby. Don’t cry over me.”“No! It’s not nothing. What happened? Tell me.”Authority laced my voice with loud words.He kept stroking my cheeks and th
It’s been a week since I have been rotting in my room all day, either crying to sad songs or staring at the walls while questioning my existence on Earth. Just living on cup noodles sucks but something is still better than nothing. What’s the point of living when the one you lived for ends up breaking your heart into million pieces that you cannot even collect. I am nothing but a broken vase that nobody even cares about except for my mother Mariam Valerina.My mother is the only person I have as a family. She used to be much more fun when Dad was alive but after his death, she lost all her charm. We lost Dad on my 10th Birthday where he invited all his business partners and one of his trusted business partners shot him. My Dad gave me the name Rose but my mother suggested Rozine.I was an only child. My mother was a Doctor and she wanted me to become one but I chose to study literature as I wanted to become an Author. Though. All my concentration was vanished when i fell in love wit
I was having a gala time talking to this girl i just met. She had almond shaped black eyes and her hair was red. Beautiful freckles covered a bit of her white skin but she was flawless. She was the beauty I never saw or believed New York even had.I was so much into her talking that I forgot all my life problems and wanted to drown in her eyes. Live in the moment, hold her tiny waist in my arms forever and never let go of her. But the good time stayed until I got a call from an FBI Agent secretly working for me - Angus. I picked up the call in seconds as I knew Angus only called when important.“Sir, we have tracked down the location of Mr. Jared Gilbert and I believe he is in New York. He was spotted at a cafe with a young girl who is believed to be Jasmine Gilbert.”As soon as he mentioned the name of my sister - Jasmine, my first love. My vision got blurred and I started walking towards my office.“Bring him to me, NOW!”I almost shouted as the anger rushed into me. The moment I ha