Donald's POV Losing someone you care about has to be one of the most painful things in the world. Once the church service was over, the next ceremony took place at the burial site.It wasn't quite far from where the church service was held and the procession was exactly as I would have preferred it to be.It was quiet, with a lot of deep reflection except for the occasional murmuring and sobbing.About two people came up to me to whisper their condolences while crying. I took it all in stride hoping to not fall apart.There, it was more of mingling and talking to people than a somber and morose event except for when they started to lower his body into the ground.I tried as much as I could to hold back the tears but the thought of a sweet vibrant man like George Everton being contained into a 6 ft box and lowered into a spot forever was too daunting for me to bear.I burst into loud, chest heaving tears grateful that I had my sunglasses perched on my nose.It got so bad that I had

Slowly waking up, I could feel someone's hand weighing me down.Spinning around, I turned to see that it was a familiar feminine body.Rose's dark hair was spilled across the white sheets, fanning it like a decoration. The movement of my body must have alerted her that I was awake because her fingers ran over my body, creeping downward.Immediately I reached down to grab her hand, placing her forefinger between my teeth as I pinched her lightly.Giggling under the sheets like a naughty schoolgirl caught doing something bad, Rose wrapped her legs around my thighs.Without saying anything, I already knew what she wanted unfortunately I was going to have to turn her down.“Not now, you little vixen,” I murmured, facing her fully.Instantly the sheet came down to reveal her face, the corners of her lips turned into a sad look. “Why not?” She started, whining in that annoying tone that I hated. “You know I can't get enough of you, sexy beast!”As always her words didn't fail to flatter me

David's POV “Is this all?” I asked Jake, a representative of King Boss, the man that I recruited for his services for the offshore account dealings. I had to search far and wide before I got close to him, especially since I needed something discreet but legitimate at the same time.His services were quite expensive but one payment from Donald was enough to cover the fee, and even extra.Jake nods, annoyingly chewing his gun. “All the documents are complete, if you aren't sure then you can cross-check.”I wasn't sure if he was daring me or not, especially with the looking his eyes. I did know one thing though, it would be a slap on his face to start cross-checking the document in front of him. It would mean that I was indirectly insulting King Boss to be unserious, and it's not in my best interest to piss off a criminal boss.“No, it's fine. Thank you.” I shifted around on my foot uncomfortably. Aside from Jake's scary demeanor, meeting in the early hours of the morning in a dark alle

Donald's POV After a couple of days of resting and grieving George, I got back to work.It was honestly a welcome reprieve for me, taking my mind off things.A week passed by with no funny interactions from anyone, my business dealings went smoothly and even though Rose and I were still on the outs because of her attitude towards my grandfather's death, I was complacent with everybody else.I even managed to get the receptionist to go to dinner with me ....so far so good, things were looking up despite the occasional reminders and pangs of pain that come when I remember George.I suppressed it, of course, not ready to go through that pain.I got no complaint from David, especially since the checks were going through, so imagine my surprise when one faithful Tuesday morning, he accosted me at the parking lot when I was getting down from the car. “Meeting at your office during lunch hour, clear your schedule!” He barks at me, before sprinting towards the entrance.I was befuddled at h

Donald's POV Racking my brain, I tried to think of what to do to convince Rose that I was being legit.The only thing that was committing my mind was to talk to Ricardo.“Go on then, if you're ‘rich’...” she raised her fingers up to denounce the quotes. “Then prove it to me.”At this point, she was practically daring me so while staring at her, I scrolled through my contacts calling Ricardo. As usual, his line rang long before he picked up.I made sure to put it on speaker so Rose could overhear our conversation.“Hey, Ricardo. Could you answer a question for me? Can you do that now or are you busy?” I say with authority, watching Rose smirk at me. I'm quite certain that she thought it was a ruse.“For my favorite client, I am never busy.” Ricardo purred.“Good. I have someone here with me who doubts my inheritance and the large amount of assets that have come into it. Can you prove it to her that it's true?” “Of course sir, where should I start from….?” Ricardo droned on and on ab