DANIELLE’S P.O.V.The rest of the day passed by in a blur and I spent most of it in my bedroom; the one that I had been assigned before the accident with my father in-law, Alfred, had occurred, before Adrian and I had gotten much closer, and before I had started to share Adrian’s room with him due to the passionate activities that we frequently partook in. I spent the rest of the day in my very own bedroom, watching as the morning rolled into afternoon and afternoon into evening while I was deeply buried in my thoughts. By the time the night had rolled by, I was tired and exhausted of the anger that coursed through my veins as I replayed the day’s events over and over in my head.I could scarcely believe that Adrian could dare to speak to me in the manner that he had and my veins nearly popped from the livid thoughts that ran through my head. The only form of recourse that I experienced from remembering the things that he had said were the vengeful thoughts that soared through my mind
DANIELLE'S P.O.V."Shut up!" Layla shouted.I could not help but laugh hysterically at her exclamation of shock."You're not playing us, are you?" Sofia said, imploring me to speak the truth with her eyes wide open."I kid you not." I said with my shoulders still shaking from the fit of laughter that Layla had sent me into.At present, I was on a video call with all three of my best friends and I had just done them the honor of announcing the news of my pregnancy to them. Their immediate reaction was to stay staring at me with dumbfounded looks on their faces; that reaction alone had sent me into hysterics and Layla's dramatic exclamation had only succeeded in causing my chest to tighten and my stomach to squeeze with laughter."You had better not be joking, Dannie. If you are, I am definitely not going to let it slide. You know how vengeful I can be, right?" Janelle threatened.Then suddenly, without any warming, Janelle moved closer to the camera of her laptop with which she was pla
DANIELLE’S P.O.V.I had no idea how long I sat in my bed, my phone held loosely by my left ear with my left hand, and my eyes staring blankly at the screen of my laptop which sat in front of me. I could neither move nor speak, and I also could not fathom why I was having such an extreme reaction to hearing that familiar voice and confirming that I had accidentally picked up the phone call of the third one out of the three people that I wanted to avoid the most at that moment; the first and second people being both my husband and my father respectively.“Hello, Dannie?” I heard Chase ask in inquiry of whether I was still on the phone or not.I could not bring myself to reply him my mind started to race with the most ideal and quickest way that I could get myself out of the mess that my being careless had cost me.“Dannie, I know that you can hear me. I know that you are listening to me.” He said.His statement received no comments from me as I continued to keep my lips tightly pressed
DANIELLE'S P.O.V.“And I am also sorry for showing up at your bachelorette and wedding reception, unannounced and uninvited. It was very rude of me to do so; I should never have overstepped my boundary.” He apologized once more.When I heard Chase say that, the first thought that came to my head was that he was doing what he knew how to do best; and that was lying. I found it hard to believe that he was actually sorry about crashing both my bachelorette party and wedding reception. Even though I had neither enjoyed nor wanted either one of the two occasions at that time, I did not welcome the intrusion of Chase into both of those parties. Given that he had said so many things; the fact that he wanted me to elope with him on my bachelorette party, even if that was the first day that I would be seeing him after he had hurt my feelings and left me completely dejected; and also at my wedding reception, where he had claimed to know more about my affections for my husband than I ever would
DANIELLE’S P.O.V.When I woke up with a heavy head, dry throat, and a groggy feeling, I knew that I had been right in been reluctant to meet up with Chase in the first place; I realized, then and there, that the decision that I had taken was now to be one of my ultimate regrets.With a heavily throbbing head and eyes that felt like they had just been burnt by the sun, I looked around at where I was but I could see nothing except a small sliver of light from a little window. The lighting was poor and the only, very thin, stream of light came from that small window at the other end of the room. I peered around the eerie and unfamiliar room, trying to make sense of my situation and as I struggled to assess my surroundings, my head ached and my stomach retched.I was parched as both my tongue and throat felt dry, and I pondered how in the word I had gotten myself into such a mess of a predicament.How had I gotten into this small room with stifling and suffocating air?Why the hell was my
ADRIAN'S P.O.V.“Our goal is to purchase and take over the Hamilton Hotel, which is currently ranked as number five for the best hospitality in the United States of America, and make it number one here in New York City and consequently one of the top ten global companies in the next five years.” said Drake Montgomery, Vice President of the Valentino Group of Companies; an empire that my father, Alfredo Valentino, my grandfather, and my great grandfather built and grew with their sweat and blood, and which I now, as their descendant, would inherit and was working my way through with my own sweat and blood as well.“As soon as we have publicized the announcement of our acquisition of the hotel, we plan on intensifying the orders of our services from the first world countries, including France, Great Britain, and Germany, to accelerate the growth of the hotel and thereby, achieve our goal.” Drake continued.“What does the financial statement of the business plan look like?” I asked.“Acc
DANIELLE'S P.O.V.I did not know how long I slept for, or how many days had passed by while I was in a state of unconsciousness; all I could remember when I slowly opened my eyes, the heaviness of sleep still lingering in my limbs, was that I had been taken against my will and the culprit of my kidnapping was none other than my former childhood friend and recently reconciled nemesis.As my vision started to clear, I found myself in a dimly lit room; it was not as small as the one I had previously woken up in, but it felt the same to me as I felt the sterile walls closing in on me. Panic coursed through my veins as the memories of the events leading up to my kidnapping flooded my mind. My heart raced and thumped loudly in my chest as the realization of my situation settled in once more. I would give anything to exact as much pain on the culprit of my predicament and source of my pain at that moment.Chase Sinclair!A name that I had once associated with friendship; a name that I had on
DANIELLE’S P.O.V.The days, weeks, or perhaps months, following my abduction felt like an eternity; I had lost track of time as those moments that I spent while being trapped in this desolate room passed in a hazy blur of fear and despair. Each passing moment was filled with fear, uncertainty, and a desperate longing for my freedom, every second spent in Chase’s clutches was a reminder of the very fragile line that separated both my life and death, every waking moment that I spent in that godforsaken room was tainted by the knowledge that I was at the mercy of a man I once called a friend; a man whom I had thought to forgive and let go of the hurtful things that he had done to me in the past; a man that had now turned into an obsessed captor; a man that had snatched me away from my peaceful existence.The room was always dark and even with the air conditioner, who’s hum served as the only other source of sound in the dreary space, it always felt suffocating as the only other means of