L U C I A N"Where is she?" I slammed my fist on the receptionist's desk. "S-shes in surgery r-right now sir. We c-can't let you see h-her," she stammered over her words. "The driver is in room 26 if you would like to see him w-while you wait."I didn't say anything more to her and made my way to Kade's room. He was sitting in bed fiddling with his fingers. There was a small bandaid above his left eyebrow and he had a sling on his right arm. Other than that, it looked like he wasn't even hit. "What the fuck happened, Kade?"He looked like he was about to break down. "Our light was green. I was the first car in our lane and I went. Some guy ran a red and hit Amara on impact," he said, trembling. "It wasn't your fault Kade. Is the man who hit you here? I need to speak with him.""I don't know. I think he got out of his car and ran after the accident. I think it was on purpose."Before I could respond I heard yelling from the hallway, "Page Dr. Adams now!" A nurse ran by Kade's door.
L U C I A NTHREE WEEKS LATERIt had been three weeks since the accident. Three weeks of absolute torture. Except I wouldn't admit that to anyone else. I was in and out of the hospital visiting her. Today was the last day I could come in before I had to return to work. I rented out her floor of the hospital so that there were no headaches. Amara had been taken off of the ventilator. The doctors said that she was recovering extraordinarily fast and that it was a miracle she had made it this far. She was actually expected to wake up soon. I pulled a chair up next to her and rested my chin on my hands. I felt strange looking at her. I noticed she was starting to stir. "Amara?" I reached in and grabbed her hand. Her head turned to face me, "Hm?"Holy shit. She was awake. "Oh my God .Amara you're awake."Her ice blue eyes opened and looked at me, "Lucian? What are you doing here?" She sniffled a little bit. I couldn't help but crack a smile. "You hate me. Why would you visit?""No Ama
A M A R AONE WEEK LATER I was finally getting discharged from this hospital. Lucian had been acting different. I couldn't put my finger on it, but there was something weird going on with his moods. I put on one of the casual outfits Sandra picked out for me and walked out to meet Lucian. He was screaming at someone on the phone when I saw him. "Well what's the language then? We need to decipher this bullshit." He was pacing in the hallway. There was some mumbling over the line and Lucian spoke again, "Arabic? Why the fuck would they send us a language we wouldn't understand?" He turned his head and spotted me, "I need to go. We'll talk later."Little fact about me, I'm half Arabic and half Italian. My mother was Arabic, and I carried most of her traits. It was ironic and seemed a little weird that whatever they were talking about related to that. "I speak Arabic," I admitted. He raised his eyebrows, "Perfect."He lead me to the elevator. "Did you hit your head?" I asked him.
A M A R ALucian still hadn't found me. I wondered if he was even looking. Surely he would've got to me by now if he was?I guess he had never met Ashley. She would be next on his list to check, though. It was a Monday, and since I wasn't his personal assistant anymore, I had to sit around and watch Ashley head off to work. "I'll see you later babe," she squeezed my hand and left at around 7:30 a.m. At about 8:30 I was starting to get extremely bored. I did her dishes, vacuumed her carpet, and even washed her bedding. I didn't know what else to do. I knew I wasn't going to be able to hide forever. If Lucian was looking for me, he would probably be on his way here in the next hour or so. I left a note for Ashley on the counter and decided to be the bigger person. As much as I didn't want to, I called Kade and had him take me back home. "Mr. Moretti has been worried sick, Miss Hale," Kade informed me. "I'm sure he has," I groaned. "I may be a lot of things Miss Hale, but I'm not a
A M A R AONE WEEK LATERA week of Lucian and I ignoring each other had gone by. His parents were going to be here for another week, and I learned that his sister, Ava, and her fiancé were going to be making an appearance as well. Reason being, Thanksgiving was coming up.I helped Sandra around the house. Anything that would keep me busy and distract me from thinking about him."Amara, why don't you get some rest? You've been working extra hard lately," Sandra looked concerned.She had a right to be. I had barely been getting any sleep, and any person who saw me could tell. The bags under my eyes looked like bottomless pits.I nodded at her and headed upstairs to my room. Lucian just so happened to be leaving his.I sighed and avoided eye contact. I could hear his footsteps stop, but I didn't turn around to look. Before I had the chance to get in bed, I received a call from Ashley."Hey Ash.""You sound tired.""I am well aware. What's up?""Wanna go clubbing later? You can rest up no
She was sitting on a couch in the living room, her mascara smeared. Once she saw me she ran over immediately, "Oh my God, Amara! Thank God you're ok." She started rambling about how she was scared and how she couldn't find me."Ashley! I'm fine. That's all that matters," I reassured her.She nodded quickly."Who were those guys? I can't believe that happened."I hated lying to her, "I don't know. I ran back in because I realized I forgot my clutch and I needed it.""Jesus, you're crazy." Her once scared demeanor turned angry in a second, "Where's that bastard that pulled you into the fighting? I swear I'll-""Ashley. He's the one who kept me safe. I promise nothing is going to happen to me," I said as I wiped some tears off her cheeks. "Kade is going to take you home ok?"She nodded and started gathering her things. I walked her out to the car and waved her off before heading back in to see Lucian.Sierra looked relieved when I entered, "Amara, I'm so glad you were there to help Lucian
This chapter is in the POV of Amara's oldest brother, Roman.R O M A NI T A L Y, 5:49 P.M."Isaiah what the hell?" I glared at him and my other brother, Marco."What? We just wanted pizza," Marco said. He reminded me a lot of Amara. I frowned at the thought of her."We don't have time for that right now. Now that we know dad's alive and Angelo has him, we need to focus on getting him back." I crossed my arms. "For all we know he could have Amara too.""Roman, we still need to eat," Isaiah replied as he rolled his eyes and set the pizza down on a table.I sighed and grabbed a slice. The whole situation was fucked. Our mother was losing herself wondering if Amara or my dad were okay. We were able to contact my dad after the accident, but Amara has stayed completely off the grid. We didn't even know what happened to her, or if she was still alive.Suddenly Marco jumped out of his seat. "We're getting another call from Angelo's number.""Well pick it up!" I rose from my seat as well.Mar
A M A R ABy the time we reached The Viper, every single person in Lucian's financial department was there. Rachel included. Again.I knew the bitch was hiding something, I just couldn't figure out what. I was back in the security room waiting for her lying face to walk through the door, but to my surprise, she never did.After a while of impatiently watching people speak, it was finally over, and I went to find Lucian to ask him why she wasn't included in the meetings.I looked around for a while, until I found him talking with Rachel at the bar. I felt jealous and made my way over to them."Lucian, can I talk to you?" I looked at him, then to Rachel, then back at him."In a minute, I'm a little busy," he said before turning back to Rachel. He seemed to wave her off like she was of no importance.She smirked at me and faced him again. I rolled my eyes. I was sure Gabe would hear me out.I walked over to where Gabe was standing. He took a long drag at his cigarette before waving me ov