POV DrakeI watch the cars go by from my office window, it's crazy how much I miss these moments. My office, my employees, everything, absolutely everything. I decided to come to work today. I needed it after what happened this weekend, I needed to get out of the house and think about something else that wasn't related to our personal problems. First, there's the most important thing, which is this thing with Lisa and Moncrief. After receiving the briefcase, we went to the police station the next day to lodge a complaint. What was supposed to be handled discreetly ended up in the media spotlight, triggering a media frenzy. Moncrief managed to escape, but his son and wife are under investigation to find out whether they were also complicit in his actions. Personally, I think there's no way this man could have done what he did without telling his wife or even his idiot son. Their businesses have been suspended and they too are under investigation. I hope we can nail the bastard soon. Wi
“Miss Simon? “I jump when a hand lands on my shoulder, I raise my head and meet my mother's gaze, who is looking at me with a worried air. "Are you alright sweetie? “I smile at her reassuringly and she gently presses my hand to infuse me with her strength. I take a sip of water and look at the lawyers in front of me. I feel Brian's gaze on me, but that's the last thing I can really worry about today. I can't believe his bitch of a mother called a fucking conciliation meeting, as if that could solve the problem between us. Right now, I'm so on edge that I'm able to get on that table and rip his head off.“I'm sure we can find an agreement. ” She said in her sour old voice. “I can't believe you can even think of this possibility! I said banging hard on the table. “You can't just show up and take everything that belongs to us! Brian's mother continues. “You mean the money your husband stole from mine? ” My mother said.“Things didn't happen…” “Shut up! I told him in a surprisingl
POV Drake.A week after my conversation with Mason, I hosted a family reunion at my parents' house. I needed answers, I needed to hear why Ryan did everything he did. He almost ruined my company, I would have lost practically everything if Mason had not discovered in time everything that was going on. I take my head in my hands and breathe. Everyone is present, of course Ryan is not there yet. I isolate myself in the library and try to reach Lisa. When I turn on my phone, I see that she tried to reach me, I call her back. His phone is out of service. I sigh, I really need to hear his voice. Damn, I need her right now more than ever. But it's complicated to be able to talk to each other and even more to see each other lately. She has a lot to manage on her side and me too, so much that we absolutely have more time for each other.When I try to get out, the light in the library comes on and I see my father sitting in the back of the room, a glass of whiskey in his hands." Dad ? What ar
POV Lisa.I pretended to pass out to buy some time. Time why exactly? I do not have the faintest idea. I am paralyzed with fear, but I will probably not give this man the pleasure of seeing me cry. He untied me to lie on a mattress on the floor and left to do I don't know what else. I rub my ankles and wrists which have turned purple from being tied up for so long. I then put my hand to my belly, as if it could save my little baby from feeling all the stress I was feeling right now. My God what am I going to do? How am I gonna get out of this shit? I'm only sure of one thing, I have to get out of here. I have to find a way to leave before he comes back. I get up and walk to the window, it's way too high for me to see anything. I look around for something to pull myself up to the window. I finally see a chair a little further. I go get it and climb on it. I look through the glass and see nothing but black, it is dark night and in the distance I can even see the mountains.Where did thi
POV Drake.I watch Lisa sleep and stroke her belly, she's gorgeous. I bury my head in her hair and breathe in her scent. I do this ritual every morning, to be sure that what I am experiencing is real. This happiness that I live with her seems so sensitive to me that I myself would not believe it if someone had told me. I leave a last kiss and I go down to the kitchen without making a sound. I decided to cherish the beings I love the most, namely my wife and my daughter who is still in her womb. Sometimes I think back to what happened that evening and I tell myself that if things had turned out differently, I would never have found the woman I love. …After Mason told me that Ryan had committed suicide, I didn't know how to react. I was sad, I never wanted him dead. Ryan was my brother and even though he didn't believe him, I loved him. I loved my brother and I wanted him to be a better person. I had at this moment a succession of emotions which mi
POV Lisa. "Come on Lisa, walk with me. " I roll my eyes, I'm really starting to regret coming to Paris. Amélie is my best friend, but also my worst executioner! What she can't understand in I absolutely don't want to go out? I want to stay warm in my bed and finish this magnificent best seller I started on the plane. "Go ahead, you need it, you've been working all week. "I finally answer. "But you also realize that you came to Paris and that the only thing you find better to do is to read books. " "But we went out last weekend! " "So what? You're going home in a couple of days, we have to mark the occasion and finish on a high note. " I finally get up and go to the bedroom, if I don't do what she wants, she will never leave me alone, I know her too well. I pick out a pair of jeans and a sweater and throw them on the bed and go take a bath. I came to Paris because I hadn't seen my childhood friend for ages. Amélie was my neighbor when we were little. Her mansion was very c
POV Lisa. I am as if hypnotized by the scene that is playing out before me. It seems that the man and the woman are one, that they complement each other, or that they perform a perfectly executed ballet. I make a circular movement with my head to look at the people around me. It is then that I see him, he is sitting on a sofa a little apart, one foot crossed on the other, the distant glance, he wears pants and a black shirt, the sleeves of this one raised to his elbows. His gaze meets mine and for a moment I am chilled by all the coldness I see in his eyes, I catch myself wondering if a smile would warm his face. I close my eyes and shake my head, I have to stop looking at him and I have to get out of here, something as absurd as this woman being beaten can't please me. No, it can't. I pull Amelie's hand and drag her away. "What the hell is this circus? Why did you bring me here?" "To tell you the truth, I have no idea, I just felt like it. " "But I don't like this kind of
Things happen at a remarkable speed, Amélie encourages me to go with him by telling me to let myself go just for one night. With the help of alcohol, I finally agreed, one night, one night only, and went back to my boring life.I knew from the moment our eyes met that a bond had been created between him and me, something that only he and I understand. So I am not even surprised to find myself with him in the lobby of the Plazza, one of the biggest hotels in Paris. For a moment, I am amazed by the refinement of the place, three years after I last set foot in a luxury establishment. The receptionist looks at him with admiration, she smiles at him and he kindly returns her smile. Then her gaze falls on me, she looks at me as if I were a nobody. Her look makes me uncomfortable. My lover, whose name I still don't know, leads us to the elevator. I remain silent, I think the effects of the alcohol are wearing off and I realize now what I am about to do. The elevator doors open and he gets