Donald's POV Waking up with a yawn, I sat on the bed stretching my hands high above my head.My next move was to hop into the shower.Nowadays, I spend time at home mostly, jumping from the house to one company down to another.It's been almost a week since I spoke with Rose but I made sure to leave her notes every day so it didn't seem like I was ignoring her. However, I didn't have the privilege of sulking around the house when David was out there, doing God knows what to try and take my company.Yes, my company.Now it's all too certain that David couldn't be trusted and judging from what I've seen, I have figured out that he is a greedy, heartless bastard who will go to any lengths to get what he wants.At this point, if he could infiltrate Rose’s company then I couldn't be sure that mine was out of the danger zone.Some minutes past 8, I hurried out of the house and into my car setting the GPS to a company that I now own and manage.It's one of the biggest in the city but thankf
Rose's POV Rubbing my hands furiously to create some friction, I stared at my reflection in the mirror biting down on my lower lip.Was I doing the right thing? I couldn't help but think things through.The secret meetings I'd been having with David under Donald's nose didn't go as I expected and now, I'm on a very different path than I thought I'd be.I didn't know how I got roped into David's sleek, smooth charm, swallowing everything he told me hook, line, and sinker.Somehow, I had managed to fall into his trap.He said he would help me get the freedom I wanted from Donald.At first, he came to me after apologizing for abandoning me the way he did and slowly, he began to slip past my defenses and then we started to talk.And in no time at all, I started to leak out my secrets, telling him about how Donald and I had reconciled and began to make up.I also told him how much I loved Donald and regretted losing him by cheating on him with David.After the incident that happened which
Donald's POV The way I found out about Rose and her plan…. let me just say it blew me out of the water.It was a text message from an unknown number.Normally, I would discount it but it was so spot on that it made me stop and think.UN: Usually, I wouldn't do something like this but I feel like you deserve to know what your estranged wife is up to, after all, she has hurt you badly so many times it doesn't seem fair that she goes free with this one. Rose is planning to serve you with divorce papers… just so you know.I paused, staring at the text message.It was hard to believe that after the heartfelt conversation that we had, Rose would sneak behind my back to do this.During the drive home, I kept obsessing over what this person had sent.I mean there was no way it was even remotely true yet I couldn't take the thought out of my mind.I raced home, partially because I couldn't wait to confront Rose about it.I was so impatient that I didn't even park in the garage, instead I doub
Donald's POV After the shocking news I heard about Rose and her choice to move on with the divorce, I had to give her some space, partly because of my mental health.It was dangerous, having someone toy with your emotions like that. I was so angry and a little bit disappointed in myself for falling for her antics again but in the past couple of days, I made sure to avoid her like the plague, coming back home late at night and then heading straight to my bed.I snuck out early in the mornings, avoiding any encounter with anyone.If Rose noticed my sudden distant attitude, she didn't say anything about it.Stuck in my office, I sighed for the umpteenth time today as I stared at the workload in front of me, sorely craving for some much-needed rest.Rubbing at my temples, I debated taking a power nap when I heard a bit of ruckus outside my door.My spine snapped into place and my back straightened as I tried to listen to get a feel of what was happening out there, I could make out some
David's POV There's something my grandfather used to say ‘the most undermined tiger was always the one to become the king of the jungle’.Are you sitting that was bullshit but look at me, I'm the perfect example of what was said in that quote.Back in Europe, I was always made fun of because I was different from them. Most of my lecturers made it a duty to tell me how I wouldn't amount to anything of substance. However here I am now, making more money than they could ever dream of. Soon, I'll be on a plane heading towards my favorite vacation spot…. Hawaii.There was a knock on my front door and I looked up.It was Donald's secretary and she was coming to drop off a new batch of folders.I knew that there was a large stack she was supposed to give to me but she liked flirting with me anytime she came in.If I wasn't preoccupied, I would have taken her open her up on her offer but right now, I can't afford anything to distract or even make me take my eyes off the target for a minute.
Rose's POV Falling into a total and complete mess was not part of my plan but then these pregnancy hormones were dealing with me. It's crazy because one moment I could be perfectly fine and the next, I wanted to bash someone's head in or cry my eyes out.I was going over the records and I found out that if I wanted to win Donald during the court case then I was going to need to have a badass lawyer on my side, the kind that charged an ungodly hour per hour.It was a little bit important for me to win, not only to restore my dignity but also to get a bit of compensation money which could take me over for the next year.Tapping on my laptop, I researched the top highest paying lawyers in the city and found out that one of them was already hired by Donald, and according to Times magazine, he is one of the best lawyers in half the country.Swallowing nervously, I checked others but even the lowest was way too pricey for me….and that's when I lost it.Overthinking doubting myself if I was
Donald's POV “I think we should go on the offensive,” Jake informed me, staring avidly at the papers. “Which lawyer did she get again?” I asked, biting down on my lower lip.Ever since Jake had told me that Rose got a new lawyer to represent her during the court proceedings, I had not been able to think about anything else.Part of the reason why I was so confident that I would smash the case is because of her lack of money and the inability to get herself a good lawyer but now that she has one… I'm dreading just thinking about the opportunities.“Mr Greene, I don't think this is what we should be focusing on right now.” He cleared his throat, chuckling nervously. “If we channeled more of our energy into why the divorce should not take place instead of why it should-” “Please just tell me who it is!” I raised my voice a decibel, unable to take the thought of him talking for another second, plus, it's hard to think about anything else when you're fixated on one thing.“It's John And
Rose's POV Urgh, this can't be happening…. I groaned on the inside, Biting down on my pinky finger, I stared at the news in front of me. It was a text from Dad.Dad: Come over to the house, we need to talk to you.Groaning, I buried my head in my hands, well aware of what they wanted to say.For the past week, my and Donald's faces have been trending all over the media.I had thoughts during the cause of this divorce that the news would get out there sometime but I never expected it to be this quick, less than 2 weeks in. On a trip to the courthouse where we had to go talk over the terms, someone took a picture of us leaving in different cars and that was all the media needed to know.They ran wild with the stories.Since then, it has taken a brainer to realize that my parents might have seen the picture and what I was up to.I wasn't sure I wanted to have this but then I had to.The new therapist David was making me visit said it's good to approach and talk about uncomfortable sit
Donald's POV The ‘beep beep’ of the monitors woke me up from my deep slumber.I open my eyes slowly to meet the white, sterile ceiling of a hospital. I knew it was a hospital because it had that familiar disinfectant smell to it…also because it makes sense, given the fact that I was shot at three times a couple of hours before and yeah, I remember every bit of that story.It was like a clip of a very bad movie except this happened to me, the distant yet eerily familiar feeling of being shot invaded my senses and I had to inch my hand up to see if I could check out the wound. “I wouldn't advise you to do that.” A pretty blond nurse wearing scrubs walked in, a clipboard in her hand.“Hel…Hello..” I croaked out, realizing that my throat was as dry as a desert.She must have come to the same realization because she walked over to my bedside, reaching for a cup of water and she handed it over to me.I greedily slurped it down like a greedy man dying of thirst, only stopping when I emptie
David's POV Just like I expected, the media circus around Donald's death blew out of proportion.As I'm packing my bags, the entire area in which Donald was shot had been taped off by the police.Apparently they were opening a case into the incident, searching for who shot him.I would like to feel relaxed on that point but it's just my luck that the homeless guy I usye turned out to be something else.For the rest of the day, I kept on trying his number but he never picked up soon enough, the number became unavailable which I took to mean that he had either discarded of it or he doesn't want anything to do with me anymore. When Boone asked me about the progress report, I lied to him stating that I had taken care of the homeless guy but I knew it was just a matter of time before the police found him and he blurted out the truth…which was why I was booking the next available flight and getting the hell out of this cursed city.The moment I left the borders of the city and I was on my
RoseTo think that it was Donald's death that brought me and my family together, it was mind boggling to say the least.I received the call from my sister early the next morning and to say I was surprised, is an understatement.“Hello, Tanya. Wh-hat's going on?”She was breathing heavily which made me worried. “Have you seen the news, Rose?” She asked.My brows furrowed in confusion. “The news?” I repeated. “No. What news? I'm just waking up!” I say, flipping the covers away from my body so I reach for my laptop.Suddenly the speaker went mute as I could only hear muffled words float through. it seems like she was talking to someone else.I ignored her, checking up on the latest news.I quickly scanned through a number of them, realizing that no one stood out to me. “Tanya, I don't know what I'm supposed to be looking at here but nothing is making sense to me. Can you talk to me and tell me what happened? Is it Mom or Dad? Are they okay?”Immediately, my mind jumped into the worst sce
RoseI knew the exact moment I fell for David all over again was when I heard the words, ‘you’re free to go’.That faithful Tuesday morning, I was laying face up on my cot, thinking of new ways to distract myself from a boring and predictable day when the buzzer sounded.Unlike the last time when I ignored the guard, I turned around to look at him but this time he wasn't holding a tray of food in his hands.He had the bunch of keys in his hands and he was walking slowly towards my room, an unpleasant in his eyes.“Hey, you. Get up!” He boomed loudly, startling me.“I was already up…” I grumbled, flipping my legs around the tiny cot. “Where's my food?”He didn't respond, only grunted and shoved me not too gently toward the bars, handcuffing me. “Move!” He ordered and I obeyed, shuffling my feet.We did the same walk routine, similar to when I visited Donald but this time…it seemed different.“Where are we going?” I twisted my head around to ask him but he just shoved my head forward.W
David's POV Contrary to what Donald thought, I was right there behind him the whole time.He was so easy and gullible. Just one mention of Rose and he came running exactly like I thought.All I needed to do was play the pity card and he sucked it up like a starving man drinking water.It was quite hilarious if I was being honest.I wanted the first location, simply because it would be easier to dispose of him when the homeless guy was done with the job but Donald being a hard ass…he insisted we change it, probably suspicious of my actions. Well, at least he was smart… just not too smart to avoid dying though.My phone buzzed with a text.Donald: Where are you?Me: I'm right behind you. I'll be there soon.When I sent the text, I burst into laughter, muffling the sound.I kept checking my watch, waiting for the homeless guy to show up. This was not the agreement. He was supposed to be here a couple of minutes ago, do the job the moment Donald showed up and get out of here.I gritted
Donald's POV I was woken up by my phone buzzing needlessly.Groaning, I twisted around in bed to reach for the phone only to see a name I never thought I'd see flash across my screen.Immediately my eyes flew open, sleep deserting my mind and I nearly jumped out of bed.Wait, why the hell was David calling me?To make matters worse, shortly after the call ended he dropped the text followed by another.David: Hi, I know I'm the last person you want to talk to right now but I need your help. David: Please respond, it's urgent.I debated, responding, wanting to shrug it off but I sat up on the bed so I could think logically.From the little I've known and observed about David, I know that he's a snake and he's very cunning, always thinking three steps ahead of everyone else which is why it bothers me so much that he's texting me.What the hell does he want from me?While I was contemplating on whether to pick up or respond to his text messages, he sent another.David: Please.Because I
David's POV “Hey guys, do you have any news yet?” I asked barging into the basement. All through the night, I could barely sleep a wink as I tossed and turned, my brain producing new ways on how to help Rose.After I went to visit her, I became spurred on to double down on my efforts and for the past two days, my team and I have been up through out the night, working tirelessly on breaking into David firewalls.At this points, I didn't care about whether it was illegal or not, all you wanted to do is to get Rose out of that filthy place.“We don't have any leads yet.” Shawn spoke up. “We still haven't gotten those parts that we needed and decrypting the messages by hand is taking us way longer than it should. At this point, we'll probably get done by the end of the year.”Groaning, I slapped my hands over my face. “That's not going to work. You're sure there's no other way to get this going faster?”If I could get my hands on some incriminating messages that David exchanged with his
David's POV Popping a chewing gum, I sucked it back in, tapping my feet impatiently on the brakes.I decided to make use of Boone's advice, doing the extra work to cement the plan that I have already started and that begins with…A loud honk from a passing car jolted me out of my thoughts and I popped my head out, raising my middle finger as a response.“Fucking asshole!” I muttered under my breath, stealing a glance at my watch. It's been over an hour and this guy is nowhere to be found.He's got to know that he's playing with his life.I am a gentle and mannered man until I was pushed to the wall forced, to do certain things…one of which is to make good on the threats I told him.A couple of days before I decided to meet with the homeless man who placed the tip in the police station for the cops to find, I spent some hours out of my day to watch him and like clockwork he always appeared at the same time every day.It was tad boring and predictable but it saved me time to look for h
RoseThe minutes turned into hours and the hours into days, each day more horrible than the last.My nightmare of being trapped in here was slowly coming to pass and I was too helpless to do anything to stop it.Reaching out to my family wasn't an option and none of the guards agreed to let me use their phone to make one more call to Donald, leaving me stranded.The food was probably the good thing about the place.I don't know who the chef is but he's doing a really good job of keeping me happy…temporarily though.I sighed for probably the hundredth time, staring vacantly at the ceiling.You know, when you first have your freedom taken away from you, you think that the first few hours or days at the worst but it's not. It's actually quite easy because there is a list of ways you can distract yourself but as the day grows longer, that's when reality sets in and the sadness begins.The possibility that this could become your new normal starts to haunt you and in as much as your mind w