Six-A CLAUSE?

ROSE POV

“Dust to dust, ashes to ashes…”

The rest of the priest's words fleeted past my mind as a tear ran down the creek of my face. If there was anything that I regret so much it was the fact that I didn't get to say goodbye.

June's rain drizzled slowly, I watched while still trying to figure out everything that was happening in my frozen mind even as his coffin was buried six feets into the ground.

The entire burial procession turned out to be nothing short of what I was expecting, the gentle rain, epitaphs and dark look on everyone's faces. I was expecting all of that, It was like every burial should be right?

What I wasn't expecting was Daniel 's hands intertwining mine, while it did offer a bit of comfort that I needed at that moment. I hadn't thought him to be that soft and Sweet, I didn't picture him that way.

It only lasted a second though as he soon recoiled his hands like mine was on fire, his phone buzzed almost immediately and he excused himself just as the priest was approaching us.

“Rose… Sorry for your loss, your grandfather was a really good man.”

It was all twenty minutes of listening to the good deed and how he donated this and that.

Eventually Daniel walked back and insisted that it was time to leave as the guests were arriving back at the mansion.

Serenity should be the perfect way to describe the eerily quietness that filled my mind the moment I had alighted his car and walked in slowly to the mansion.

He was right, the parking lots were filled with cars and the hallway had people as well all drinking champagne while having a sober look.

Most had words or encouragement and many more were just there for the drinks, either way when the whole after party ended it was much to my disbelief.

I walked out of the bathroom, still cranky about the entire day. Daniel had since disappeared for the past four hours and I couldn't help but notice how the house felt empty without him.

The car horns blared while his thoughts were still flooding my mind, I was at the window and looking out as his car drove in.

He staggered In drunk as he made his way to the door while being supported by his chauffeur.

“Let go of him, I can walk by myself." He shoves the chauffeur away as soon as the door to the room opens.

He locked gaze with me. “Who do we have here… isn't this my lovely wife?”

I couldn't help but feel thrilled at the thought that I would be spending the rest of my life with this man, it was looking so certain to be the worse mistake my grandfather had made before his dismiss—One thing was fact I was tied down to this self centered man, not just by the word's on the contract, signed by a dead man but by his last dying wishes.

“You are just unbelievable…” I spat out just as he was making way to the bathroom, probably to wash his face.

He turned back. “What did you say to me?"

I muffled myself from muttering any further word's with my palms but as it turned out, he had something different on his mind as well, he didn't seem to enjoy my catty remark.

“I just asked a —”

His legs went all wobbly as he fell to the ground.

****

Daniel woke up the next morning with a heavy headache and I was at his side passing him two pills of aspirin.

It appeared he had no memories of what had happened the previous night, he gave me a questioning look.

“Did I do anything stupid?" He asked a little cocky with a smug smile. He wipes away the smugness and pulls himself up.

“You passed out.” Was all I could say.

"Really, I must have drank too much.”

Deep down in my mind, I was asking myself why he had gone out drinking on a night that any other man around the globe would be by their woman's side.

It to me that I was being treated like I was a kind of commodity rather than his woman.

I was left with no choice, to think that I would be spending near eternity with this man made me cringe.

A knock from the door interrupted us and a maid walked in.

“What do you need? I had mentioned to you that my mornings are always off limits and I don't like being disturbed." He spoke quite rudely.

“I don't mean to do that sir, but your friend is waiting at the lobby."

“Oh, Maurice … Tell him I'd be down to see him"

I wasn't thrilled with the idea of seeing any more of his friends as I had been certain that they all would have similar habits as him, however meeting this particular one happened coincidentally.

Rushing out of the room to meet with my lawyers much later after Daniel had left the room, I bumped into a hard frame that sent me backwards a few meters.

I could have almost fallen if the stranger's hand didn't hold me still for a couple of minutes till my steps became steady.

It wasn't the first time being touched by a man but to feel such chili's? Definitely, he counted.

“I am so sorry, I—"

The rest of the world got buried in our cold stares, I locked gazes with him for a while enough to see life in his deep blue eyes.

He backed away from me quickly while I walked out of the room, I could feel his stares behind me but I didn't dare look.

I shut the door behind me, and backed up against it with the adrenaline flowing in my veins.

My phone buzzed and brought my soul down to earth, I walked briskly to the table to pick it up, surprised to see that it was my lawyer.

“Hello, I was about to call you.” I still stutter while speaking. “I will soon be on my way."

“There is no need doing that, I would send the details to your email." She spoke quickly, leaving me to conclude that something might be wrong.

My laptop beeps with a notification, I clicked on the message icon on the email and was startled when I saw the message titled “Clause."

" Yeah, I just got it. “ I hunted back at my lawyer who was still on the phone.

" Your grandfather left a Clause on his will.”

" What, a Clause?"