Melanie’s POV I just shot myself in the foot but I didn't care. It was obvious Nurse Betty just wanted to spew her venom at me and I was no longer having any of it. Without saying another word, I turned and left her stunned in the break room. The moment I opened the door, I saw other staff scampering away and trying so hard to look like they weren’t paying attention tto what had just gone down. “What did she want?” Hayley asked when I got back. “You should know by now,” I answered. She frowned. “That bitch, Lydia has spread her lies to our CNO,” she said. I nodded in response not having enough strength to banter with her. "I've heard stories of how Nurse Betty was unfair but I never paid much mind to it because I didn't work closely with her, now I believe it wholeheartedly." “It’s no big deal,” I said and her eyes bulged ou
Adriano’s POV “How’s our new physician doing?” Nik asked. I swear sometimes he forgets I’m his boss and not just his friend. “She’s fine,” I answered blankly. “Now why did you barge into my office?” “I just came to see my friend,” was Nik’s jovial response but I knew that wasn’t all there was to it. “This is working hours so tell me exactly why you’re here,” I said. “It’s about, Marcus,” he said. “I found out he wasn’t working alone after all.” I nodded. We had already suspected that so it was no longer news. “Is that all? You don’t have any more news of his associates?" "I haven't been able to identify who it is but word on the street is they're Russian," Nik answered. Adriano didn’t like the sound of that. A number of Russians have tried to take over their territory over the years but none have been successful.
Melanie’s POV I should have known that Alice wasn’t the type to hover. When she knocked on my door a few minutes prior, I told her I wanted to be left alone so the fact that she was knocking louder on my bedroom door after only a few minutes frustrated me. But imagine my shock when I found Adriano standing on the other side of my bedroom door. Well, technically all the rooms in the house belonged to him but who cares, he couldn’t live in all of them. He raised an amused brow at me. “Are you going to answer my question or keep staring at me?” he asked. I recovered from my shock and glared at him. “What do you want?” I asked. “I want to know what the hell happened to make you want to starve yourself in my house,” he answered. I scoffed. How dare he? “I’m afraid you don’t have any right to tell me when I can eat,” I said.
Ava p.o.v “Ava!” Tricia yelled from the living room for the twentieth time. Tricia is my roommate turned best friend, we met in our first week of resumption. I needed a roommate, so she offered I stay with her even though she wasn't looking for one. Mom must have liked Tricia at first sight because she agreed without hesitation, saying for a young girl to live alone is very dangerous. My mom can be extremely protective when it comes to her kids, but let's face it, which mother won't turn a tigress when it comes to her kids? So I don't blame her for being overprotective, even though it's driving me crazy at times. So for the past two years, I've been living with this wild wolf, shhh, don't tell her I say that, or I'm dead meat. Tricia can be sweet and caring when she wants to be, she has a heart of gold, the best roommate I could ever ask for. But occasionally, her big sister mode kicks in, and she becomes wild, but I love her. “What?” I asked innocently, I could practically se
Ava p.o.v The tension in the air is so thick it could be cut through, it's so suffocating I almost choke on my saliva when swallowing the lump in my throat. I cough a few times bringing almost everyone's attention to me, each gaze passing a silent warning. Some look would be like keep it down' others is 'don't get us killed bitch' while some are 'are you crazy' kind of look. I walk shakingly around to the table, seeing everyone wary also brought me on edge. I subconsciously take a step back from the table with the three most intimidating men I've ever seen, the arura radiating off them is dangerous enough to kill someone on spot. Especially the one sitting between the other two. He's a Greek God sent down to one earth to put chaos among women, No doubt he's specially made by God himself to place a second figure of himself on Earth for everyone to see. He has midnight, wait no scratch that, He has charcoal color hair that's neatly combed back. No single hair is sticking out. Hot c
Ava p.o.v What's the worse that could happen, I shudder at that. It's obvious something isn't right.The urgent movement in the kitchen made me pause for a brief moment, my gaze sweep the kitchen then stop on paled Tricia trying to hide behind the counter.I rose a questioning brow at her when she realized it was just me, she place her right palm on her chest to calm her racing heart."Why were you hiding?" I alright I shouldn't have asked mainly because I already know why, she roll her big doe eyes coming out of her hideout. Funny to say it was the big counter that sat in the middle of the kitchen, which was stupid because anyone would easily see her."Don't tell me you didn't see Dario." She scoff, silently telling me she didn't need to be reminded of Dario's presence.I sighed softly, that's one of the many reasons I don't appreciate the thought of having a boyfriend, having to tell him everything and wanting permission and all. Especially one that is Rich, Tricia's state
Vincenzo p.o.v He woke up each morning with the desire to do right, to be a good and meaningful person, to be, as simple as it sounds and as impossible as it actually was, Happy.And during the course of each day his heart would descend from his chest into his stomach. By early afternoon he was overcome by the feeling that nothing was right or nothing was right for him, by the desire to be alone. By evening he was fulfilled, alone in the magnitude of his grief, alone in his aimless guilt. Alone even in his loneliness. I am not sad, He would repeat to himself over and over.I am not sad.As if he might one day convince himself or fool himself, or convince others. The only thing worse than being sad is for others to know that you are sad. Because his life had unlimited potential for happiness, insofar as it was an empty white room.He would fall asleep with his heart at the foot of his bed, like some domesticated animal that was no part of him at all. And each morning he wou
Ava p.o.vI didn't realize how much I've missed my Mom and siblings until now, the day passed by painfully slow, I've been waiting anxiously for this day. Now I'm sitting in the taxi my feet bouncing off the floor eagerly as we move down the familiar street I've spent all my life in.The three hours ride from the University located in the main city of Seattle is already killing me, and this short ride from the bus stop to our house just seems to be taking forever. This is the time I regret ever deciding to school so far away from home, well in my defense. I have to be far away because of a particular person.You know him, no need for a reminder.If I had my ways, I wouldn't be coming back to this place, but I'm missing the people that means the world to me.Finally the taxi pulled up in front of my home, the single story white building that stood proudly before me. Hurriedly paid the driver, I raced up the small stairs of the front yard of the house.The door swung open before I could