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
I got up to get ready for the day, as it was my interview. I go with the formals - Light blue shirt, White flared jeans paired with high heels. I reached the office and paid the cab driver. I went up to the receptionist.“Hello, I'm here to give an interview.”“5th floor. Straight and then right to the elevators. Best of luck”I smiled and nodded. I took the elevator and reached the 5th floor. The elevator doors opened to a silent environment. I wondered if I was all alone. I could see a few cabins and one in the middle. I saw many girls who were there for the interview. A girl came out of the same room carrying a sad face.“Miss. Valerina?” I turned around hearing the voice of a girl.“Yes?”“You’re called inside.”I nodded and started walking towards the door. I felt too nervous and scared as my gut told me it wouldn't be a piece of cake. I knocked on the door and ‘Come in’ I heard. The voice was so authoritative that it sent chills down my spine. I worked up the courage to reach th
It’s been a month since I've been working for this company. The receptionist Lexi had been a good and kind friend towards me. I have realised that Mr. Jackson is a whole lot of a different person in and outside the office. The first time I saw him, he was kind, understanding and calm. But in his office hours, he’s such an arrogant person. He fires people right away if things do not go as he planned to. He’s such a moody person and so I call him moody pants. Behind his back, ofcourse. Though, I’ve never witnessed his anger as I don’t make any mistakes.“Good morning, Mr. Risso. Here’s your coffee.” I said keeping his coffee on the table.“Give my PR Manager a call to meet me in my cabin. In 5 minutes!” He almost ordered and I could sense something was wrong.“Is everything okay?” “Do as you are told, Miss Valerina.” He spatted angrily.Why is he angry at me? What did I do? Did he just use my last name in anger?“Sure, Mr. Risso" I said, holding back my anger.Such a jerk he is! What