~ RACHEL’S POVAfter parking the car, I donned a white hat and black sunglasses. I look at my reflection in the rear mirror and I lowered the hat so it can cover half of my face. With a sigh, I mummer "Here goes nothing."I step out of the car and while walking into the restaurant, I silently pray that I will not be seen by paparazzi. I can not handle their questions or their irrelevant photo clicks. It gets really annoying when they ask me random questions and keep clicking photos of me. I know it’s their job and I shouldn’t criticize it but I find it very funny, I mean why will someone’s job be stalking people? As I walk into the restaurant, a wave of relief washes over me. I am so glad that no paparazzi approached me; this will make Richie know that I can handle myself. He didn’t want to go out alone, he says I should take Brad with me but I insisted not to; I didn’t want Brad or any other bodyguard to come with me. As much as I hate being approached by the paparazzi when I am alo
"Can we get out of here now, I’m tired." I groan resting my hand on the counter. Rebecca and I are at the club, after I left the office, I went straight to Rebecca’s apartment and well, she made me come here. She says it will make me feel better, not that I feel bad or anything. "Come on, we just got here. So relax, have some shots." She says handing a shot to meI sigh and collect a shot from her. I down it in one go and bite into a lime immediately after. I keep thinking about it but it doesn’t make any sense to me; Richie and Angelina. I can’t believe this. How does he even know her? When did he meet her? What is going on between them? Is he in love with her? Does he want to be together with her?All those questions pour into my brain like a tidal wave but I couldn’t figure out what is going on. This is just too much and I shouldn’t be thinking about it, I shouldn’t even be bothered. Whatever Richie does shouldn’t affect me, in fact, I should have expected something like this from
~ RICHIE’S POVMy hand scrubs over my face once Rachel is out the door. I can't believe my attempt to make things better between us only made it worse. My shoulders hunch as I realize Rachel is probably going to hate me for that. God! What have I done? If I had just explained everything the minute she walked out of my office all this wouldn’t have happened. Anger burns hot in my chest as I recalled how Papa called me at the wrong time. I wanted to go after Rachel and explain things to her but Papa distracted me, he just had to call me at that moment. And as usual, it’s about Ezra; Ezra always ruins things. Why does his stupid behavior start when I am trying to do something important?With a groan, I lash out, punching the closest wall to me. The skin breaks and blood pours out of my knuckles, but I don't care. My heart is in more pain than my hand could ever be. Right now, I wish more than anything in this world that I could explain things to Rachel, I hate to know that she thinks I’
~ RACHEL POVMy eyes start to slowly open, still slightly hazy. Once my eyes clear, they start to adjust to the brightness of the room. The first thing my eyes set on is a man who appears to be in his early thirties. He is dressed in a neat sky-blue tuxedo and is sitting on a chair across from mine with his leg crossed on the other. He relaxes his back on the chair before he speaks "Hi princess." His voice is husky and smooth. I don’t think he is American because his accent is a bit different.My brows snap into a furrow as I squint my eyes at him trying to figure out who he is or what is going on. A sudden wave of fear laced my heart when I realize I am not at home nor am I anywhere familiar. Panicked, I try to get up but something pulls me back. I try one more time before I notice that my hands are tied up together at the back of the chair. I look at the man sitting in front of me; questionably. He didn’t say anything, he just kept staring at me; sternly. My heart starts to hamme
~ RICHIE’S POVThe beeping of my phone wakes me up. I groan sleepy turning around and laying on my stomach with a pillow covering my head. I lift myself up, the pillow tumbled over. My eyes squint as the sun shin through the curtains making me groan and lay my head back on to the bed. I slowly turn over to my back, my arm reaching to rest over my eyes. I didn’t have a good sleep last night, I don’t know why but I keep dreaming about Rachel, and how she wants to end things with me because of Angelina. That's something I hope never happens.I hear another beep which makes me groan harder. I didn’t want to check my phone but then a voice at the back of my mind reminds me of Rachel. I called her multiple times last night, perhaps she saw my phone calls and is texting me now. I sit up from bed and reach to grab the phone which I keep on the side table. I pick up the phone and see two messages from an unknown number. That is weird, I hardly receive messages from unknown numbers, I can’t ev
~RICHIE’S POV"You said you received the video this morning, right?" Leo ask me. Leo is an investigation agent which I hired earlier. I had a chat with a friend of mine that works in the FBI department and he told me about Leo, he says Leo is one of the best agents. Of course, I didn’t tell my friend the truth about me needing an investigation officer but I told Leo the truth; I had to. "Yes, I did," I respond "Okay." He types something on his laptop before he says "Can I see it?" He holds his hand out for my cell phone. "Sure." I give him the phone and as he looks for the unknown number, he typed it on his laptop. While I am working with Leo, I asked the chief of police to begin his investigation while I do mine here. I need to find Rachel as soon as possible. Every single second I spend without her makes my heart rip apart feeling like I have no purpose anymore. I can’t even begin to imagine the pain Aiden has caused her and it’s all because of me. "I hope you won’t mind if
I have been thinking about it for several minutes now. I never thought life will throw me in the middle of a crossroads. I just can’t figure out what to do, it’s almost like I am stuck in a position, where I have to make a life-and-death decision. Ruin Alice's life and save Rachel or let Rachel die and let Alice live peacefully. Either way, there is no guarantee that Aiden won’t take another step. I have thought of so many ways I can get out of this but no matter what I do, Aiden is a step ahead of me; he has eyes everywhere, and for that, I sent all my bodyguards including the maids home. No one is returning to work until I settle this.Pacing around the room, I groan In exhaustion. After so many thoughts, I couldn’t make a decision. Alice is like a sister to me, I can’t ruin her life, and Jake is just a little boy, he’s too young to be in such a situation. If I take him to Aiden he might end up living his life traumatized. Aiden will make him regret waking up every morning. This i
After Aiden told me where to take Alice and Jake. Andrew set up two tracking chips on each one of them. One of the chip is attached under Jake’s shoe and the other is inside Alice’s hair band. I deliberately put a tracking device on my watch so Aiden’s men can find it. I know that if I go there looking vulnerable, Aiden will get suspicious because he knows I will never come to him armless but if I put a tracking device and he finds it, he will be less suspicious. Andrew and his trusted team are in my house working on the plan, hopefully, everything will go as planned. He’s gonna track us down and send a bunch of officers there, though he wouldn’t do that immediately. Every action needs a perfect time. Aiden says he’s gonna send one of his men to take us to him so here we are standing near an uncompleted building. I’m not sure in what particular part of New York I am because I don’t recognize this place. It’s isolated and far away from town. My phone starts to ring and I just know it