ROSÉ’s POVWhat made me think I can get Navy to fall in love with me?It's been weeks since I laid eyes on him. According to Finn, he has some ‘business’ in Australia.Out of mind, out of sight, right?Navy was well forgotten (or so I wanted to believe) as I am officially dating Darcy now. We are two weeks together today.Darcy cupped his hands on my face and planted a kiss on my forehead.“I might be traveling soon…” he whispered, “to where?” I exclaimed, disappointment was evident in my voice.“Kenya…” Darcy replied, “I’ve been contracted with a small team to go scouting for my agency. I don’t want to go but I swear it’s impossible to get out of it.” Darcy grumbled.I smiled softly as to encourage him. “I can wait for a week…” “About that…” Darcy grimaced, “it might take more than a week…” I stared at him in disbelief, my heart did a little flip, how long are we talking about here?”Darcy looked apologetic and reluctant to speak but eventually, the words stumbled out of his mouth
I spent the day sitting on pins after my conversation with Navy, my legs were incessantly tapping. Tapping from anxiousness, from anticipation, from distress.I glanced at my wrist watch and it was nearing close of work. My anxiety increased.“I won’t ditch Darcy for Navy” I assured myself.With that thought, I sprang from my chair and made my way to the elevator. Floor 13, I tapped on the button as I stepped in.The elevator dinged to a halt and I stepped out, the hallway looked a lot different from the scenery in floor 10. The mere sight of it depreciated my confidence.Still, I walked down the hall and stood by the door, contemplating whether to knock or not.Suddenly the door swung open and Navy appeared with a bunch of files in hand.“What do you want?!” He thundered, without any hint of surprise seeing me in front of his office.“To talk…” I replied.“About what?” “Tonight…”, “I can’t do tonight…” I replied.Navy’s eyes roamed my body briefly, before returning to my eyes.“Wha
Navy’s POVI readjusted my bathroom robe, tying it tightly to my waist. I quickly cleared off the room, it was writhing of alcohol. Three bottles of my expensive whiskey had been downed by just one person; the Manager in charge of Varde’s showroom here at the hotel.Thankfully, he was gone when the receptionist announced Rosé’s arrival.I heard the doorbell of the suite ring and I quickly hurried over.I pulled the door open and I melted right into Rosé’s eyes. Damn.She was beautiful in the simplest way, her hair was neatly pressed into straight waves parted at the center, covering most of her sides, leaving just her eyes for my viewing pleasure. My gaze dropped to her lips and she impulsively licked them. Awakening my sleeping d*ck.I wanted to keep my eyes on her face, I knew just what would happen if I mistakenly glanced elsewhere, yet, I uncontrollably scanned her body and my awakened dick gave a nod.“What are you doing here, Elodie?”, my voice came out coarse than intended
ROSÉ’s POVI woke up with a throbbing headache, in-between my legs was sore from yesterday. I can only remember last night in clips. I never believed ecstasy could be worse than drugs.I scanned the strangely familiar room and found Navy on his laptop a couple of feet from me.He had an expression different from last night.I rolled my eyes at his ability to switch personalities so conveniently.I scooched painstakingly from the bed, dreading to put my bare feet on the cold floor.I glanced at Navy and he eyed me, returning to his laptop quickly.What is wrong with him?I clenched my eyes shut as I finally willed myself to get on my feet and walked to the bathroom.I heard him talking to someone from the bathroom, I didn’t want to eavesdrop, his voice was just audible enough and I overheard his conversation.“Come over then… I’ll be waiting.” He concluded and jealousy burned in my chest.He couldn’t wait for me to be gone. I stepped out of the bathroom and found him standing just a f
At the far right of the hospital where Paula works is a coffee shop famous for their organic smoothies. And Paula just made a decision to go on a diet. Impulsive but commendable. I am making my way to her, she insists I go on a vegan diet too.She says vegetables will heal me and light me up.I don’t know what that means, but I agreed.I made a turn at the right and there was Paula waving happily.“Hii” I greeted, sauntering into her open arms.“smile” she whispered and the corner of my lips lifted into a forced smile.“Are you okay?” I asked, seeing her squirming behavior.“Is anyone staring at us?” Paula asked urgently.I peered around and my eyes fell on a waiter inside the glass building.“There’s one, I can’t see clearly but I think he’s wearing an apron.”“That’s the chef…” Paula turned feisty.“Don’t say it like an apron is a low thing.”“No, I didn’t mean it like that.” “You still have a long way to go…” Paula sighed, “you’re not improving at all…”“Why?!” I groaned, “it’s
I arrived at his doorstep with a crate of smoothies, a racing heart and a long face. I rang the doorbell and waited.I live with Navy Leonardo now.Everything changed on that day.That early morning, that morning when he gave me a day-off. Yeah, on that morning when he said taking d**k and lying are the two things I do best and moved to walk away.I should have let him go, I should’ve let him walk away, but I couldn’t, I didn’t, and that was how my life got ruined.The door creaked open and my thought got blurred by the sight of his face. His manly stubbles had become beards, nicely trimmed to fit his face, his lips were half open, and his eyes did that thing he liked to do.He sized me with one look at me and walked back inside.I deserved it. What was I thinking when I was sleeping with him without protection? I couldn’t blame anyone but myself for my bad decisions and that is one of the many reason why I am going to marry him.I’m going to marry him even though I hate him, I’m
NAVY’s POVI didn’t do it. I swear, I didn’t. I didn’t make that sextape of us. I didn’t send it to Darcy. I have my suspicions though. Finn.Cecilia.Cecilia was untouchable, she denied being in the country at the time it happened.Finn was in jail for two weeks, he swore by his life that it wasn’t him.There was no evidence against him either so he was released. He has been trying to reach me ever since his release. But how could I face him? How could I face him for not believing the poor boy who would have stood up for me even if I was accused of murder.It has happened before, Rosé trying to drink some pills to get rid of our baby. She has done it before. Thank goodness it didn’t work out. It only ended up with her getting hospitalized for stomach upset.She hates me. I see it in her eyes. Even as I poured out her green smoothies, if she could, she would hit me, punch me, bite me. It was written on her face that she wanted to do all of that.And I wished she did, I wish she wou
My heart ached some more. The more I hurt, the harder I clenched my jaw. What is it about me that she hates so much?I watched her walk on until she disappeared into the hallway.Then I released my breath.She is the most delicate thing I've ever seen, delicate yet feisty.I pulled the fridge open and yanked out a bottle. I gurgled it.I heard my gate glide open, my eye brows involuntarily went up. I wasn’t expecting anyone, neither would I appreciate anyone's visiting.I'm losing my mind.I walked past the living room and found Rosé sleeping peacefully.The image was gorgeous, it would stay with me for a while.I yanked my foyer door open and came face to face with my brother."Lumbar?" I smirked unpleasingly."What do you want?" I badgered, stepping out of the house.I led him away from the entrance of my house. The patio where Finn and I share when he's being nosy or talkative.I miss him."What do you want? What brings you here?" I repeated.More silence poured into the air and
It was a cheat sheet, or something like that. But the evening was set. A house wedding, one I had never seen. Mother would turn wherever she was if I ever attempted something like this. Alexander called it a parlor wedding. It was happening right in my living room. We redesignedput my minimalist style living room aesthetic to good use, the chandeliers above creating a dimly lit room as dawn set in.Guests trickled in, their murmurs mingling with our choice of music.Alexander stood by the makeshift altar, being the head of two long feast tables, placed at the center. I stood behind him taking in the sight of everything we had done together.The scent of fresh flowers filled the air, the vibrant colors of the floral arrangements contrasting beautifully with the muted tones of the room.Soft candlelight danced on the two-tier cake, sitting at the center of the table.Alexander was particular when he said there were twenty people coming. As his parents arrive right on time, I couldn
Rosé’s POVI left Amelia straddled to his forefront, with a direction of how the rest of the day would go for her. Navy asked a million questions, yet before we left, Alexander asked the same questions all over again.“Is there anything that comes as an instinct to men?” Paula asked, shaking her head in disbelief.Finn stepped into the driver’s seat with my sister right beside him in the passenger’s seat. Paula instantly exclaimed, “I’m getting married tonight, please let’s focus on the road.”A soft chuckle escaped my lips as I glanced at Finn, “she’s burning you,” I teased, Finn nodded agreeably, “I am searching for a good comeback…”Paula broke into a soft laughter, flailing her arms in the air. “What are we buying first?” “A wedding dress first, before the bridesmaids dresses. We haven’t even decided on the color. We’re wasting time!” Grace exclaimed, strangely motivating us in the right way.“Pink,” Paula replied, her voice cracking with emotions, suddenly she broke down in
Chapter 146Rose's POVAs we all know, every story ends. Sometimes a new story begins where the old ended, other times, it is really the end. Grace's life was about to turn to the next chapter. I could already see the fire in her eyes, she could accomplish anything. I wasn't interested in fighting for her before, but seeing her want things like every normal girl her age felt fulfilling, striving to have a purpose told me we were alike in more ways than just blood. "Maybe having you as my legal guardian won't be so bad," Grace's voice boomed into my thoughts, her excitement evident in her bubbly tone."I was worried about us, about the kind of relationship I would have with you." She continued in a tone calmer than the first.I glanced at her with an eyebrow raised. "She told you about me?"Grace nodded, her gaze softening as she glanced at me. "There are only two people mamañ talks about you, and her mother.""She was always complaining about you." Her voice shivered faintly as she
Navy’s POVLove only took a moment, and I was witnessing that moment right before me.Finn had no notice of the heart that was not beating for him, fascinated by his mere presence.My gaze flickered from Rosé to Finn, before returning to Grace. It was only then I noticed her striking semblance to her sister. Her gaze captured the depth of her desires, her long wavy hair began to bounce as she jumped in surprise, startled by an incident we were yet to see.The server had over poured the coffee, spilling the hot drink on her dress.Finally the incident that would bring them together had finally presented itself. Just the interview was his opportunity to retain Rosé.“I apologize for that…,” Finn paused, swiping his gaze on the features of the inconvenient customer to be certain of the status. From the look on his eyes, it was obvious that he was stricken by her. In that moment, I wondered what could have drawn him to her, I wanted to know if it was her beauty or her smile.I couldn’t
Chapter 144Navy’s POVThe sister’s fight had ended the moment Grace face was flooded with tears. Rosé fragile as usual gave in to her emotions too, joining her in tears. The morning sun was yet to show his face, yet the sniffles from her mother and aunty must have woken my daughter, her presence now contributing to the chorus of tears in the room.I fell into a state of chaos, torn between racing to my daughter or my wife, not knowing who to console first.Amelia got louder, hurling me towards her direction.“I’m sorry,” Grace’s soft voice echoed in the room, “please, let me rely on you… as a sister. I have no one else.”Cradling my daughter on chest, I turned to face them. Rosé was quivering slightly, her face flushed with a mix of tears and relief. “Hmmm,” I exhaled softly, looking between mother and daughter.“Such crybabies.” I remarked, stirring a blush on Rosé’s face.“I think she is hungry…” Grace croaked, her voice barely above a whisper.I nodded, “I think so too… and I f
Chapter 143Navy’s POVI blinked my eyes open, perturbed by the noise in the house. It was barely a minute since I closed my eyes, my eyes were heavy from the the lack of sleep.The first image that came into my view, was an image of Rosé packing a luggage, and instantly, my heart plummeted at the sight of it, thudding against my chest.“Baby, what’s going on?” I asked, the drowsiness in my eyes was completely gone as I jolted to my feet, making my way to Rosé.“Please, tell me, what’s wrong? Please…” Rosé turned to me, her eyes blaring with something I had never seen before.“Let’s go to Paris… let’s go today, now, let’s just go!”“Why?” I asked, “I’ll do whatever you want me to do but I need to understand why first.” “Mamañ, she’s gone…” Rosé replied, her voice quivering as she spoke, “She left Grace here and disappeared, just like me… she’s abandoned her. You think she’s still going to change? You think we still have a chance to her support? That woman deserves to burn in hell!”
Chapter 142ROSE POV Navy sat on the armchair in my spacious room, observing me as I paced agitatedly around, seething with anger at mamañ.“I can’t believe her!” I breathed, “The message Andre sent to us is a clear threat, yet she perceives it as him seeking her. What’d I tell you? She would choose Andre over anyone at any time.”“Elodie,” Navy’s soothing voice interjected, imbued with longing. As our eyes met, I could not help but notice the desire in his gaze. His gaze steadied on me, the intensity of it sending shivers down my spine. Despite my anger at mamañ, in that moment, all I could focus on was the sudden pull between us. His presence filled the room, wafting around me like a curl of smoke.“Rosé,” Navy murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, but it echoed loudly in the silence between us.“Uh,” he cleared his throat, “She is just in love… could you look at it from that perspective?“A wave of disappointment struck me as the desire in his eyes faded while he spoke.I
ROSÉ’s POVA soft exhaled escaped me, as my eyes crinkled with tears, a lump formed in my throat as I struggled to speak.“What… what do you mean, Maa?” Grace spoke out finally, breaking the silence.The answer to that question I already knew. Mamañ had acted as expected.“Henry Benoit,” she sighed sadly, “I’ve wronged him in so many ways. Andre tried to kill him once, or twice…” Our eyes met briefly moment, and I could tell from her expression that it was more than that. “Only the truth mamañ.”Mamañ bowed her head in regret, memories flooding back.“Rosé, Andre tried to harm him so many times that Benoit got a restraining order against him.”“But he didn’t stop, did he?”Mamañ shook her head sadly, her tears welling up.“He didn’t, he tried every means possible.”“Why didn’t he just arrest him?” Navy’s voice boomed into the air, shifting our attention to his tall figure emerging from the hallway.“I put her back to bed,” he explained, planting a peck on my cheek as he joined the
As I stayed in his arms, breathing in his faint fragrance and warmth until a soft coo of a baby interrupted the silence.“It’s Amelia!” Navy gasped, excitement bubbling in his voice.“Wait, you called her Amelia?” I exclaimed, surprised. “Well, I figured she could have two names.”A soft chuckle escaped my lips as I stepped out of his arms. “I’d love that…”Navy nodded, cupping my face in his hands. “I’ll take care of her, you go to the dining.”Taking a deep breath, I made my way back to the dining room, where mamañ and Grace were still seated, their conversation paused as I stepped in. Grace’s appearance was nothing like mamañ’s, and the more I studied her features, I was more convinced that she wasn’t Andre’s daughter.“Mamañ, Grace,” I began, my voice steady, despite the turmoil within, “let’s talk,”Mamañ raised her gaze to me, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.“Where have you been?” I asked, my voice demanding nothing but the truth.“Here and there…” Mamañ replied, dartin