111. Vera's POV. I've never been to a place this quiet and beautiful. For all I know, New York is always buzzing with activities, filled with throngs of people but here on Mason Island, it's peaceful. The small community is very welcoming. I love experiencing new cultures and that's another reason I fell in love with the place when we arrived here a week ago. David and I blended along with the people. Just yesterday, they held what they called a festival of lights, and the whole street was filled with lanterns. David and I joined the others at the beach where we lighted our lanterns and watched it fly in the air. I've always watched stuff like that on TV and read them in books but I've never experienced it until yesterday. I had smiles all over my face until I went to bed. Seriously, I'm enjoying this vacation, even though my wounds kinda hinder me from exploring more than I am now. As David promised before we came here, he flies the orthopedic doctor into the Island every d

113. David's POV. God, Mr. Oliver really is insufferable and quite demanding. It's been four weeks since Vera, Nathan and I returned from Mason Island. Hell, I planned to spend a longer time there with my angel but Mr. Oliver decided to butt in at that moment. Not that I'm complaining much, 'cause this meeting I'm having with him is channeled for one thing, and that is acquiring that Shell company from him as I desired. Well, the man is cooperating now, telling me all the shits I needed to know about the shell company and the several accounts that run under it. Big businessmen have stashed their money away there, once I take control of the company, it'll triple my finances. Literally, I'll climb the top ladder of the biggest mogul in the world, that is if I combine my wealth with the ones I'll make from the shell company. Aside from that though, the charity organization I'm handling will grow bigger, and its work will reach southern countries. That's one of my goals. I'm glad

115.David's POV. I did something crazy tonight. I didn't only accept a dark side of me but I showed it. Not just to anyone but to Vera. Before I left the ballroom, I played a crazy stunt. In my haste, I rushed to one of the guards there, guns tucked firmly in their grip, and snatched them. Yeah, two fucking revolvers I'd use to unleash hell on Peter. I wasn't wrong when I thought the fucker would be Peter, because the moment I got there and saw the bastard that calls himself Vera's father, I unraveled all restraint binding me. Fuck, he was lucky. So fucking lucky he got away. A dark smile coats my lips but I bask in the little pain I inflicted on him. Yes, I shot Peter even as he tried to get away. And you know what? I fucking loved the growl of pain that escaped his lips as he faded into darkness. Now, though, the worry comes back with a force that threatens to knock me off of my feet as I hold Vera, muttering soothing words to her as I lead her to the car. "Are you sur

117. David's POV. Mr. Cook's legs thump on the floor as he approaches me and I widen my eyes in surprise and confusion. Oh fuck, two more steps closer and he'll see Vera's head. Not just that but also our intimate position, because Vera's literally holding my cock in her hands, staring wide-eyed at me. "Mr. Cook," I call abruptly and he pauses, staring at me in honest curiosity. "I'm sorry. Could you sit on the third seat? I reserved these two, my assistant and secretary. I'm expecting them to join the meeting." This has never happened before. In fact, my secretary hadn't been to our board meeting before, except Charlie but that's when he wants to write down the discussion and minutes or has a presentation to make. "Hmm, are you sure, Mr. Truman?" The question comes from Mr. Herbert. The ever-curious one. I don a serious look on my face, affirming my words with a nod. Thankfully, they all agree and take respective seats away from me. My thudding heart zens and I steal a loo

Vera’s POV.Charlie makes way for me to step out before he does. Then he walks me down a round of staircase. "Are we really going to climb the stairs?" I ask in bemusement, watching what appears to be twenty staircases. "Yes, darling. Don't give up just yet." I grumble before nodding. Charlie and I take the stairs, wheezing a breath until we land on the last one and Charlie tugs open a door that leads into a new world. "Oh, my God!" I yelp in utter shock as I step out onto the rooftop, my eyes dancing around the various buildings in the streets. I didn't know it was already nightfall until now, and the beaming lights across the buildings and streets contrast with the night sky, creating a perfection that only makes my mouth gape. I've never been to a rooftop, especially not for a skyscraper like this. "This is amazing, Charlie." I beam, taking in the city vista, drinking in the beauty that makes it up. "I knew you'd like it." He says. I barrel toward the ledge, holding the