VALERIAI opened the door and Dimitri was standing right there, at the front door of my house. I had not sent for him. I had not invited him. He had not told me he was coming and I had certainly not given him permission to. Several times I had clearly told him that I didn't want to have anything to do with him, and yet here he was."What are you doing here?" I bit off."Valeria, we need to talk," he said.Talk. I knew that was what he was going to say before he even opened his mouth."Leave now," I ordered.He gave no indication that he had heard me. I hurried to close the door in his face. My bare foot slipped on the tile. I put out my hand to grab something to regain my balance. My hands touched nothing but air and I went down. The force of the fall knocked all the breath from my body and I just lay there, panting, gasping for breath, riding the waves of pain that came from my waist region which had taken the brunt of the fall. Dimitri, calling my name frantically was at my side in
VALERIA"I am so relieved that you are feeling so much better, dear," Amelia said as she cleared away my dinner tray, a task she had insisted on doing.In reply, I nodded and smiled. Amelia looked like she would burst with happiness at finding that I had finished everything she had given me to eat.She had been attending to me for quite a few days now, days when I had not felt well at all. She had rarely ever left my side, but being just at home for a long period of time has it's downsides as I had reason to know. And so I found myself wanting to get out of seeing the four walls of that house again. I felt I had rested enough. I had to get back to work. "You are better, but still not quite well."I started a little and accidentally slopped the juice in my cup. I had not been paying attention and subsequently had not heard her walk up to me."I'm fine. Really," I said as I set my cup down."Oh. Valeria, please don't lie to me. I can tell. You are much better than before but that does
VALERIA"I need to see her," I told Amelia who nodded and slowly said, "Yes... you spoke of seeing her a while ago.""I did," I said. "I think I have put off my visit to her long enough. I need to ask her about my parents and my past. I need to know the truth."The look on Amelia's face clearly said she didn't believe I would glean much information from my proposed visit to my grandmother. But something told me that there was much to be learnt despite the evidence to the contrary."You don't think there is much to learn from her, do you?"Amelia hesitated, shook her head. "I am not against knowing all about your roots, Valeria, but I don't think this will reveal anything new about Grace.""I think it will," I replied, after musing on her statement. And then I again remembered what Grace had said. "I know I have probably told you this before, but when Grace kidnapped me, she said something about us being sisters. In fact she seemed to be quite sure of that. She had no reason to lie the
DIMITRI"I can't remember."Amelia had said this more times than I could count in so many different ways, but it still boiled down to the same thing. She still clearly could not remember anything about what Valeria's grandmother had said about her and her past."Why can't I remember?" she said again, with tears leaking out of the corners of her eyes.She glanced over at Valeria. Whenever Amelia had declared that she didn't remember, Valeria, with her head resting on the sofa, nodded mechanically and simply kept staring at the blank wall before her.Seeing that Valeria was more or less unresponsive, Amelia turned to me. "What is wrong with me? Why can't I remember any of what happened?"I gave her what I hoped was a reassuring look, patted her hand. "It's okay. Don't worry. I promise you that I will do everything to find out how your memory was tampered with and if possible, you will get your memories back."Amelia nodded and then just sat there, crying and wringing her hands. I sat by
DIMITRIThe place where Grace had chosen to meet with Amelia was very like the place where she had kept Valeria captive. It was on the grounds of a building, a deserted one by the looks of it. The building was in a scarcely frequented part of the city.Silas, Amelia and I got there a full hour before Amelia's appointment with Grace. We chose good hiding spots where we could see and not be seen. Then we settled down to wait for Grace to show up.Thirty minutes before the time of the appointment, we all clearly heard approaching footsteps. A woman came into view. She was wearing a scarf that obscured most of her face and huge sunglasses, but I knew it was Grace. My hands ached with the effort of keeping them still and not going for her right there and then. Grace gave a sweeping look around the area."Get down," I whispered to the persons with me.Though I was sure we couldn't be seen by her, we all went down and peered at her from between the thick foliage of overgrown shrubs we were h
AMELIAThey were fools. The lot of them. Stupid, trusting fools, but their stupidity suited me just fine. It was how I had stayed hidden all this time, after all.It was a shame about Grace, but it had to be done. She had been becoming a wild card, a disappointment to me. This early in the plot, she had shown that her emotions overruled her thoughts, and anyone who thought with the heart rather than the head was a liability, was expendable. This was why I had taken Dimitri and Silas to the spot where she was to meet with me. Grace was dead now and a lot of the future complications I knew she would bring had died with her.I glanced at the locked door of my room and continued pacing.I had to get word across to Alexis. Just calling him on the phone wouldn't do. I had to see him face to face in order to assure him that our plan was still on, and that Grace's death changed nothing.The only problem now was Dimitri wouldn't want to let me, a supposedly grieving mother, out of his sight. T
Valeria's POV"You have to stop letting him use you like this, Val and you know it," Ivy said with a terse note in her voice. I blinked in fake surprise. "What-""-Am I talking about? You've glanced at your wristwatch for like a hundred times since we started talking, and I don't need a mind-reader to tell me that you're counting the minutes till you see him again. If only you knew..."I raised a brow. "Knew what?"My friend's face tightened, the way it usually did when she had bad news to import. Then she spoke with hardly a pause for breath. "Val, Dimitri just got engaged to Summer, the daughter of the CEO of Wood Group."She placed her hand on mine in sympathy. I just stared at her, my mouth agape, as I struggled to comprehend what she had just said. 'Dimitri, my boss and my lover was engaged, to be married to Summer,' I kept repeating, over and over in my head. I swallowed.That meant all these years I had spent loving him had all come to nothing. That meant that our contract wa
Dimitri's POV"What is that?" I asked. "My resignation letter."I was so surprised that I could have gotten knocked down by a feather. I stared from Valeria to the letter she held out to me in utter disbelief. On her face was an expression that I had never seen before- stubborn determination. My mind whirled in a hundred different directions. Docile, obedient Valeria turned me down? That was a laugh. What I had said about money probably hadn't registered yet. Or maybe it had, and she was just playing hard to get so I could improve on my offer. "I told you that money is no object," I said slowly. "Name your price, and let's get this negotiation over with."She threw the paper on the bed. "And I told you that I'm not interested in your money. I don't care how much you want to offer. I'm done."I gave her a once over, taking in her skin tight jeans and close fitting shirt. The look was meant to be insulting, and I felt a savage sort of pleasure when she flushed under my steady gaze.