Ethan:The weight of the day's labor dragged at my heels as I stepped into the dimly lit foyer of our home. My eyes, heavy with fatigue, scanned the familiar surroundings, searching for a sign of Kimberly. Her absence was a gaping hole in the usual hustle of our home, and I was met with an unsettling silence in response to my call to her.I made my way to the security desk, where the guard's eyes lifted in acknowledgment. 'Has Kimberly returned yet?' I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, hoping for a different answer than the one I expected. The guard shook his head, his expression a mix of sympathy and bewilderment.'No, sir. She left earlier today and hasn't come back.'My heart sank as I reached for my phone, the screen's glow casting an eerie light on my worried face. I dialed Kimberly's number, but it went straight to voicemail. Her phone was off, and I couldn't track her location through the app we used. Panic began to claw at my insides as I realized she was truly missing.I

Ethan:I watched her drive out of the driveway and I could do nothing about it. Who fucking gave her that information and why would she believe them.I put a call through Axel as I walked into the mansion, he picked up the first ring and I went ahead sending my orders.“The man Kimberly has been meeting for a while, at the cafe downtown? I want you to find him and bring him to me.” I ordered angrily. My body was tense and I was in no way happy about my new findings and Kimberly leaving the house like she hadn’t known me all her life. Fuck everything thing was getting messed up. I got into my room, changed, and got ready to leave for the creed. I had a lot of things to do there and I also needed to understand what was happening.As I ascended the stairs, my phone rang out loud and I got a call from Axel.“Sir, he’s a private investigator and detective. I have sent a file regarding his history and information to you.”“Okay. Send it to Tony, I want him to fetch him for me.” I ordered.

Ethan:I got back to my empty house at about 10 pm.I hated how quiet it was without Kimberly.She was stubborn as fuck but I couldn't lie that I enjoyed hearing her voice and hearing her moans and feeling her soft, plump body against mine.I went into the kitchen and opened one of the cabinets, took out a Martel bottle of whiskey, and poured myself a glass.I took two quick swigs before slamming the glass on the table and just taking the bottle to the living room.After taking in an ungodly amount of Martel whiskey, I moved back to the kitchen to make myself a snack. I was hungry. The day had been hectic.First, Kimberly moved out and then I find out she was talking to her fucking private investigator behind my back who happened to also be working for Greyson.Kimberly had no idea what she was getting herself into and it scared me.She was all I had in this world and well, it hurt me that she didn't feel the same way.Greyson was feeding her head with lies and I knew he must have been

Kimberly:As soon as I got to my room, I fell to the ground and slept off, Rebecca following shortly after all.I woke up to several missed calls from Vanessa on my phone.Worry clutched me and I decided to call her back.A loud knock was suddenly placed on the door.Lazily, I dragged myself out of bed and went straight to open the door.As I opened the door, I found Uncle Greyson standing at the door, a sweet smile on his face."Hey, were you asleep?" He asked."Yes," I yawned and Rebecca walked up from behind me."Hey Dad," she said, walking past me to hug him."I'm so tired," She said, dragging her words."I'm sure you are. Both of you missed breakfast today. Stephen told me y'all went to go get some things very early.""Yes, Daddy. I told you we were going to get things for Kim's room. We want her to feel welcome, don't we?""Yeah, that will do. Well, I came to inform you that dinner is ready. I don't expect the both of you to miss it," Uncle Greyson said."Nah, we are both fa

Vanessa:I woke up in a strange bedroom, my head banging like I had been hit multiple times with a brick in my sleep.Dragging myself off the incredibly soft bed, I almost lost my footing and crashed to the ground.Groaning out in pain and feeling like I was about to puke out my future, I forced myself up and quickly ran to the bathroom to puke all the drinks from my last night.Come to think of it, what happened last night? I pondered as I trudged to the vanity to wash my face and mouth.The last thing I remembered was going out to a club with some random guy I met.I filled my mouth with water, rinsed, and spat out the water.Slowly, I walked out of the bathroom after cleaning my face and out of the room. Once in the hallway, I scanned my environment and it seemed that I wasn't in a hotel room like I had initially thought. I wasn't in Kimberly's house either even though I now remembered Kimberly coming to get me last night but nothing after."Shit," I groaned, clutching my head i