David's POVI was sitting in a comfortable chair, positioned across the table where Rihanna lay. Absentmindedly, I lightly brushed my index finger against the top of my lips as I patiently waited for her to wake up. It had been well over an hour since Allen had completed his work on her, yet she remained in a deep slumber. I glanced at my wristwatch once more, the seconds ticking away, and almost instantaneously, she began to stir in her sleep.A soft groan escaped her lips as she gradually shifted into a sitting position."Where am I?" Her voice croaked, and she rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand. In a sudden surge of energy, she leaped off the table, her eyes widening with alarm, her hands frantically searching her body as if desperately searching for something."Ah! So you finally recall where you are." I responded, my voice maintaining a cool and composed demeanor."What have you done to me? Am I on the other side? Is this hell?" She questioned, her voice filled with fear a
Rihanna’s POVI had to take a moment to process what David was saying. "Hold up, you're asking me to steal someone's identity? You do realize that's illegal, right?" I glanced down at the photograph I had found in the folder. The woman in the picture looked completely different from me, and now I was supposed to pretend to be her.David replied dismissively, "Sweets, that term only applies to regular folks like you. It doesn't exists for someone like me."I shook my head in disbelief. "No way. I can't do this." The idea of abandoning my own identity and fully embracing someone else's was absurd to me.But David was adamant. "You can and you will. There's no negotiation here. Remember, you have no say in this. You need to work at S&Co, and this is the only way to do it without Nicholas figuring out my involvement."I couldn't help but worry. "What if they find out? What about the woman? Where is she? Did you have her locked up somewhere? And what if I get into trouble?"“They won’t beca
Rihanna's POVMy heart started pounding hard as Dave and the man he was chatting with approached me. I stood rooted to the spot, unable to move as fear of my fake identity being busted consumed me.I waited for him to yell my name, smile at me, or try to talk to me, but it never came. I was confused for a moment, but then it hit me.Dave hasn't seen me yet. He was too engrossed in his conversation to notice me, and he wasn't approaching me like I thought. Instead, he was walking towards the elevator that I was standing right in front of.In an instant, I turned to the right corner and walked there, hiding with my back turned to him until I was sure he had left. I didn't know why Dave was there, but I silently prayed that he didn't work in that company. The thought of having to hide from him every time we ran into each other was unbearable."I'll call you and let you know how it turns out," I heard Dave's voice say, but I didn't dare to look back."Alright, Davis, I'll be expecting," c
Rihanna's POVIt was my second week at S&Co, and the days seemed to fly by quickly. I hoped that the week would be as stress-free as the last, except for my first day, of course.Today, I arrived a bit earlier, partly because I was starting to enjoy my work here, which involved sitting in the office all day and binge-watching my favorite movies, and partly because I wanted to avoid staying in the same space as David as much as possible.As the elevator doors opened on the thirteenth floor, I glanced at my wristwatch. It was quarter to eight, and I realized I was fifteen minutes early."Good morning, Elena," I greeted her as I passed by her desk.Elena was the only one on that floor at that time. She was usually the first person to arrive. "Emma, you're early today." She said with a genuine smile. We quickly became friends and bonded over our shared love for K-pop. I had discovered that she was just as obsessed with SEVENTEEN's music as I was."Yeah, I woke up earlier today." I replie
Rihanna's POVI never knew Nicholas could be that despicable. I mean, seriously, no one can convince me otherwise. It was crystal clear that he did it on purpose. He didn't accidentally throw those files to the ground, he intentionally did it without a care in the world.I had been stuck in the same position for over three hours, trying my best to arrange those files properly. It took me a good thirty minutes just to figure out the serial numbers on each file and how they were supposed to be organized. But thanks to Nicholas and his careless actions, some of the brown files had their paper documents scattered all over the place. It was a chaotic mess, with papers from different files mixed up together. This just made everything even more challenging for me, as I had to carefully read through each paper, checking the dates to figure out which file they belonged to.On the bright side, going through those papers did give me some insight into the kind of information stored in that office
Rihanna's POVMy eyes went wide when I saw David on the TV screen. He was being interviewed and giving tips on how to make money. I couldn't believe it was the same David Marchetti I lived with. I tried to hide my surprise, but my mouth just wouldn't close.I never thought David would get involved with the media, let alone be on live TV for an interview. My jaw dropped even lower when I saw him smile at a joke the interviewer made. David Marchetti, the stone-cold bastard I was stuck living with, actually smiled at someone? It felt like the world was turning upside down. Maybe he was finally going to set me free from the chains he had me in.If someone had told me this would happen, I would have called it complete bullshit. David was incapable of doing anything but glaring and growling. But there I was, witnessing it with my own eyes. He smiled on live TV, and it wasn't just a tight-lipped smile. It was a full-blown, teeth-showing smile. I even noticed dimples on both cheeks that I nev
David’s POVFrustration overwhelmed me as I stormed into the bedroom, angrily tossing my tie aside. The moment I stepped through the door, I took my clothes off, one by one, following the discarded tie. I entered the bathroom, allowing the cool water to cascade over my body, washing away the stress of the day.Just as I stepped out of the bathroom, towel wrapped around my waist, a persistent knock echoed through the room. With irritation, I yanked the door open and asked, "Yes?"“Long day at work?” Berta asked as she stood before me, her arms instinctively wrapping around my neck. But my patience was worn thin, and she was the last person I wanted to see at that moment. So abruptly shrugged off her embrace, snapping, "I'm not in the mood. Leave!" With a frown expression, she quickly retreated from the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts.My mind was consumed by the loss of the merchandise, which vanished in the depths of the sea during its journey to South America. The weight of
Rihanna’s POVDavid turned away from me abruptly, leaving me with unanswered questions about why I was no longer allowed to enjoy my meals in the comfort of my room. Moments later, he called for help to escort me back to my room, and that was the last time I laid eyes on him.Two weeks had passed since that day, and I found myself huddled in my room, wrapped in a baggy sweatshirt. Frustration consumed me as I sent countless text messages to Ivory, desperately hoping she would pick up my calls. Maria had kindly lent me an extra phone when she couldn't reach me for an entire week. I took advantage of the opportunity and tried to reach out to Ivory, longing to know if she was still alive. But for the past five days, she had been ignoring my calls, and I blamed myself for it. I had warned her long ago to never answer any calls from the States unless they were from me. Since Ivory wasn't active on social media, I had no other means of reaching her. My text messages remained unread, and anxi
David's POVIt was a bad day for me. The multimillionaire contract that I'd been trying to secure for months just slipped through the tip of my fingers and although I'd fired everyone responsible for that misfortune, I didn't feel satisfied. I never should have let them go, or at least I never should have let them walk back home on their two feet. I should have done something more 'David Marchetti' like to them. I should have made them pay for their foolishness.'It's not too late, you could always find them if you want.' A voice at the back of my head said and I took a large swig from my whiskey bottle to shut out the voice. Since I got back from work about an hour ago, I'd locked myself up in my room, chugging down alcohol because I was too mad at myself for letting those who brought me loss go scoff. Why did I do that?I'd asked myself that question over and over again and yet I couldn't come up with a logical answer. I glanced at the clock on my wall to see that it was almost
Rihanna's POVNicholas found his stupid file. He found the file he was looking for. It turned out that his former secretary, who'd worked for him before I was employed, had taken it. And my bastard of a boss didn't have the decency to tell me about it. I never would have found out he'd find his damn files if Elena hadn't told me. I guess he didn't feel the need to share the news with a mere employee like me. Maybe he was avoiding having to apologize for wrongly accusing me of stealing the files. Honestly, I wasn't expecting an apology from him anyway. I knew him well enough to understand that he never admitted his mistakes, even when he was clearly in the wrong.As I walked down the hallway towards my office, I exchanged greetings with Elena, who always had a warm smile on her face. Just as I settled in my chair, the computer beeped. It was an email from Nicholas. I groaned and rolled my eyes, expecting one of his condescending messages. With curiosity and frustration, I clicked open
Rihanna’s POVEvery day, right before leaving the office, I usually switch on the "Do Not Disturb" mode on my phone. I couldn’t let David know that I had a phone. And ever since he returned my own phone to me, I'd been too caught up in texting Ivory to even check the other phone that Maria lent me."I swear I didn't see the message until now," I said sincerely.The message had warned of consequences if we didn't comply. What kind of consequences did they mean?Surely, he couldn't be considering firing me just because I didn't show up to work on a weekend, right? Even he wouldn't be that cruel."Um," I swallowed nervously. "Could you fill me in on the meeting I missed? If it's not too much trouble," I mumbled.He shot me a piercing look before saying, "A file is missing. A very important one." The way his eyes bore into mine when he emphasized "very" sent a shiver down my spine. "The file was in the drawer attached to your desk in your office. I accessed it myself three months ago, bef
Rihanna’s POVI had never felt more relaxed than I did then. I never realized how much I needed a massage until Alicia’s invite. The masseur's hands moved efficiently around my oiled back, massaging slowly, releasing every knot caused by years of stress. His hands were so gently yet firm. It took everything in me not to release a satisfying moan as that would be too embarrassing and inappropriate given that it was a man giving me a massage. Alicia was on the bench next to me, a lady was in charge of massaging her because the man that was meant to, was late for his shift. I realized then that there was no better way to spend my Saturdays than that. It had been a long, stressful, and irritable week for me all of which were triggered by both David and Nicholas. I sighed wondering how I had to be so unfortunate to be involved with two of the most vile men that ever existed. Alicia called out my name, and I turned my head to listen. "Yeah?" I replied, it felt like more people called
Rihanna’s POVDavid didn’t make himself scarce as I’d hoped for. In fact, he decided to stay indoors that Saturday, choosing to sit in the living room which made me stuck in my room because there was no way I was going to sit out there and watch my favorite TV show with him. If I wanted to get back at him, I knew I had to take a step back. But then, out of the blue, Alicia called me and invited me to a spa date. couldn't say no because it was exactly the escape I needed. She offered to pick me up at my house, but I refused ‘cause she couldn’t know where I lived. So I told her to text me the address, and I’d meet her there. “Where are you going?” David suddenly asked as I tried to sneak past the living room, hoping to go unnoticed, but the guy probably had eagle eyes or something."It's none of your business," I replied, keeping my voice low but still audible enough for him to hear.He whirled around, his face contorting into a frightening expression as his eyes scanned my outfit. Hi
Rihanna’s POVI was hit with a wave of shock, embarrassment, and anger when I saw David walk out the door. My eyes were glued to it as I replayed the last few minutes in my head. It was hard to believe that he’d actually walked out on me and said all those hurtful words after kissing me the way he did, as if he wanted to swallow me whole. I didn't even realize I was crying until I tasted the salty tears in my mouth. And once I realized it, I couldn't hold back the floodgates. I had never felt so humiliated in my entire life. I mean, in all my twenty-three years, I'd never been rejected by someone of the opposite sex. And now, when it finally happened, it was in the most brutal way possible. A part of me felt like I deserved it, like it was some sort of punishment for even considering being with the man who took my parents away from me. I could only imagine how disappointed my mom would be if she knew I was thinking about being with him. I was supposed to hate him, to seek revenge fo
David’s POVI’d always thought I had a good idea of what Rihanna tasted like. I’d always thought her scent and taste which had been embedded in my head since that night, two years ago would be exactly as I remembered it if I were to cross paths with her again, but I was wrong. And I’d never been so glad to be wrong in my life as she tasted nothing as I remembered but rather, better. Her lips were as soft as the clouds and her mouth tasted so sweet that I couldn’t find the words to describe it. I could taste the champagne she had earlier as well as a unique taste that pertained to her, the unique taste that was about to make me lose my shit. I nudged her mouth open with my tongue, to invade her mouth and have more of her because I was insatiable. I wanted all of her, I wanted to taste every inch of her. She obliged and the soft whimper she made when my tongue roughly invaded her mouth made my pants grow tighter than ever. Why the fuck did I wait so long to do this? Why the fuck did I
David’s POVMy teeth were clenched together as I struggled to keep my emotions in check, especially with my mother sitting right across me. The tightness of my pants grew increasingly uncomfortable, making it harder to focus on the conversation. I couldn't comprehend Rihanna's audacity in crossing that boundary and touching my dick, especially with my mother present. I never expected her to be so daring.Just as my grandfather asked about the progress with the merger, pulling my attention towards him, I placed a firm hand on the one she had on my crotch. I squeezed it tightly, forcefully pulling it away. I paused mid-sentence, my throat suddenly feeling dry, when I felt her hand on me again. My teeth ground together as my grandfather gave me a questioning look for the interruption. "We're still waiting for Montoya to finalize the documents for..." My voice trailed off, my concentration shattered. In an attempt to regain composure, I reached for the wine glass on the table and emptie
Rihanna’s POVMy face was in complete shock. I kept looking back and forth between David and Dave, hoping one of them would just burst out laughing and say it was a joke. I was hoping Dave would be the one to say that because I knew David wouldn't crack a smile even if his life depended on it. But neither of them reacted the way I expected. They both had this serious, stoic look on their faces, and Dave's shocked expression only confirmed that it was real.I shot David a questioning look and subtly took a few steps away from Dave. So many thoughts were racing through my mind. What was David thinking? Did he know about Dave and me? Did David know we used to date? Was that why he approached me at the club that night?Then, David's mom walked up to me, breaking the silence in the room. She had this warm, friendly smile on her face, and it caught me off guard. I didn't know how to react because it was so unexpected. I had imagined David's mom to be just like him, but she was the total opp