Morgan's POV"No!" I said to both the receptionist and Dante. "No way in hell, am I going to spend the night in the same room with this." I pointed at Dante. The receptionist looked confused and shocked, her gaze travelling from Dante to me and back to Dante."Okay..." She started. "Are you going to take the room, or not...""We will.""Not."Dante and I said at the same time.The receptionist looked confused and a bit scared. "Which one of the answers should I take?""Mine." Dante replied. He handed her his card. "We'll take the room.""Excuse me." I scoffed, glaring at him darkly. "I'm not sharing a room with you. How many times do I have to say that?""From what I recall, you've already done that, so this time would make it the second time."I drew a breath, shooting the receptionist a cold glare signifying her to take her eyes off of me and get back to work. I turned around, heading for the door. Dante blocks my path. I glared at him, wanting to throw a heart felt punch at his fac
Morgan's POVDante drove to the hotel while I laid down silently in the back seat of the car. The warmth was what I really needed and even though I would never say it out loud, I was glad that he had come to find me. We got to the hotel, the receptionist still there at the desk watching us as we both went inside. Inside, I walked straight to the bathroom, getting out of my wet cloths and took a steaming bath. By the time I was out, Dante had ordered dinner. "I don't know what you would want to eat, so I got chicken and coke."Without giving him a reply, I sat down on one of the couches, and began to eat. The chicken sure was tasty and I cleared out the box before I knew what I had done."Morgan...""I'm not in my best mood Dante. Leave me alone." I had barely finished the sentence when I sneezed. Wow! First off, humiliation thanks to Dante, second humiliation thanks to no card, no phone, now I've caught a cold."I'll get you medications." He got up from the couch he was sitting on
Morgan's POV:Nora's chewed on her lower lip, her hands trembling as she showed me a video that was playing on her iPad. I snatched the iPad, wondering what it was that had her so worked up. My heart raced as I saw the screen. My blood turned to ice in my veins as I watched the video.The noise around me got intense. Telephones ringing, voices overlapping each other, apologies being made. Everything got so intense."Oh my...." My breath caught in my throat. My eyes widened with shock as rje video began to roll."Is the CEO of Rosewood Enterprises really as she claims to be?!" The glaring headline read. Video clips of me was being displayed on the screen, loud subtitles and frantic music playing over the video. "All eyes have been on the very young and apparently talented CEO of the famous Rosewood Enterprises — Morgan Rosewood. Jailed as the youngest female CEO of our country, she has been making waves in the business world. But as we have seen of late, Morgan appears to be a total f
Morgan's POV:"Morgan!" Sabrina shouted as she burst into my office,her voice full of urgency. "What is going on?!"I looked up from my phone. "What exactly are you talking about?"She slammed her hands down on my desk, her yee burning into mine. "It's all over the Internet."I rubbed my temples. "Please don't ask me if I have cancer, it won't be very funny hearing that come from you.""I wasn't going to ask you that. We have to go, now.""Go where?""An emergency board meeting has been called."I blinked. Oh, that didn't take them very long ago all. I bet they're all dying to eat this up. "Very well." I got to my feet. "Let's go."***The moment I stepped into the conference hall, I could feel the heavy cloud of tension in the air. The hushed conversations that had been floating around came to a stand still and all eyes turned to me. "Good day everyone." I said, taking my time to observe all their faces. Safe to say, they did not look pleased at all. "Miss Rosewood," Liam, the old
Morgan's pov:"What did you just do?" Sabrina asked, her tone carrying a distinct chill that I recognized. She sounded like my father, when he was very pissed. I shoved down my inhibitions and maintained a glower. "I asked you a question first." Sabrina turned to Nora who was looking at us with a bewildered expression. "Could you excuse us, please?" Sabrina said in a tone that dripped sweet saccharine. Nora looked at me. I gave her an encouraging nod, signaling that it was okay for her to leave. She turned and walked out, the door closing behind her. I faced Sabrina again."Well?" She asked, her head cocked to the side. "What was that just now, Morgan?""Sabrina, now isn't the time to play word games. I asked you, what are you hiding from me?!""Hiding?" She scoffed a bitter laugh. "You know, Morgan, I've been really cool about all of this. You know that , right?"I narrowed my eyes at her. "That wasn't an answer, Sabrina. And you know it.""Hiding anything from you? Why would I ha
MORGAN'S POV:"I can't believe you think I would do such a thing." Dante said. He looked hurt, and I didn't care how he looked.I walked over to my desk and took my handbag. "Either way," I said to him. "I'll figure out who did it. Have a wonderful day, Mr Fontaine. I'm sure you can see yourself out.""Morgan, listen to me." "I don't have to listen to any word that comes out of your mouth, Mr Fontaine." I stood by the open door. "The only business we have together is as business partners. Remember your place."His eyes widened. "Hey, that's uncalled for. I'm here to help you.""Help me with what?""I don't know." He shrugged. "There's been a smear campaign launched against you. I can help you with that. I have a team, we can...""No thank you." I replied calmly. "I can handle this myself. I have a team too, and right now we're working on it.""Morgan," He took a step forward"Get out or I'll throw you out with security." I spat. He looked at me long and hard. Then without any furth
Morgan's POV:"Daddy I'm working on it." I said, meeting my father halfway up. He was red in the face with anger, his lips curled into a snarl."Working on it!" He exploded. "I just saw everyone leaving!""I asked them to go home it's not safe for them here.""You dismissed your workers?! So you have any idea what you've done, how much we could lose!""We will continue to lose more if these rumours aren't addressed!"He pulled back, his eyes narrowed at me. I turned to the tech team, and they all had looks of discomfort all over their faces. I turned back to my father. "I'm sorry, you may leave now."That was all it took for them to scramble out of the conference room. Now it was just I and my father. "Morgan, I told you several times to keep yourself clean. I told you." He said, his voice low with caution."I know, I did all of that. This....this is not me. It's a smear campaign." I said. His eyes narrowed. And for a moment I wondered if he was reconsidering my skills and expertis
Morgan's POV:"Well since you're here," I said, ignoring his previous comment. "We can go right into the annulment of the contract.""There will be no annulment, Morgan. You're not going anywhere. "My eye twitched. Is this how he wants to play this game? Very well. I'll show him what it's like."Good. Now about this whole defamation stunt launched against you, I have a group of men looking into it and—""Wow," I laughed, stunned at what he had just said. "Your arrogance hasn't dulled one bit."He frowned, his head cocked to the side. "Whatever do you mean by that?""Oh now you're playing dumb too!" I sighed in exasperation. "The audacity to assume that I cannot handle matters concerning my company myself. What? You want to show me how much I need to be dependent to you? Just like I was all those years ago?""That's not the case here. I'm not trying to...""But you are!" I cut him off. "Let this be very clear, I can handle this. This is my company, and not yours. My affairs are mine t
Morgan's POV:"You're up." I looked to my right to find Sabrina seated there. She looked exhausted to say the least. "I guess so." I said. "Don't worry. The door's locked. None of them will disturb you."None of who? Uh, right. Winston and Dante. "Is Winston okay?" I asked. Sabrina tilted her head to the side looking at me from head to toe. When she didn't reply, I slowly shook my head, demanding an explanation. "Is anything wrong?..." But I had barely finished the sentence when the news came crashing in me like a boulder. The screech I heard in my ears that was my own voice screaming without realizing it. "Morgan..." In that voice, I could hear the struggle to keep it cool, to keep it together... To play the big sister. "Morgan?!" I but down on my trembling lip trying to swallow. Impossible with the sobs taking inside of me so I just let it all out, wailing my eyes out. The void was too hollow. So deep and empty that I could call out and hear my voice bounce off the walls of
Dante's POV"Get your hands away from her." I hissed at Winston, hitting his hands off. He exhaled with a scoff before fully facing me."What's your problem?" He spat in disgust and anger. I didn't care in the least bit. I am not scared of him neither was I ever. "Like hell you don't know." I spat back, coming to stand in between him and Morgan. "You would not lay a finger on her. Not while I'm here." He raised a brow at me, stepping back a little before smiling like a maniac. Just as the smile appeared, it disappears as he stepped forward, covering the steps that he had taken back. "You won't let me lay a finger on her..." He repeated cocking his head like a complete nut job. What the hell was this guy? "Why? You think I'm poison for her? Bad luck?" I walked up to him, our faces barely an inch away from each other. "Mmm. You're bad luck. You're poison for her.""Proof?" He asked with a cocky grin before his eyes widened as he shrugged, putting his hands in his pocket. "The only ba
Morgan's POV"What the fuck?!" Winston yelled, anger swirling in his eyes, but he didn't move away from me just like at the doctor's dinner party when that girl had caught us kissing on the rooftop. But Dante didn't even let him speak anymore. Before I could breath or even utter a word, Dante had pulled Winston away from me and began punching him in the face. "Shit Dante?!?" I yelled in panic, jumping down from the table. But that didn't stop him from punching Winston. Winston on the bed the hand just laid there watching Dante mercilessly hit him. God I came let things happen. "Get off him Dante! Stop this madness! Dante! ..."Shit shit shit! How much more would this man embarrass me?! I swore I heard a crack as his fist collided with Winston's jaw. Looking around trying to find something, anything that would get him off Winston. Looking around,I spotted a mop stick I hadn't seen tucked away in a corner. Picking it up, I smacked it into the back of Dante's head, masking him pause
Morgan's POVI woke up from a dreamless slumber. It took some time to readjust my sight to seeing in the dark. Blinking, I stumbled out of bed to the switch, turning it on. 9:45 p.m. Rubbing my eyes, I tried to remember what had led to me waking up before I remembered that I had passed out after dinner. Winston must have tucked me into bed. But what happened before I passed out? Trying to think deeper, I just couldn't get a hold of the events before I passed out. My bones seemed to creak with each step, making my muscles difficult to get into motion.I headed to the bathroom and ran a cold shower. It helped wake me up. I changed my clothes and once I was done freshening up, I realized how thirsty I was."Heavens, I need water." I muttered under my breath and headed to the kitchen. I drank my water and decided to look for Winston. I checked his room first but he wasn't there. Which meant he was in the study. Knocking twice, I walked in to see him asleep on his desk. He needed to l
UNKNOWN POVA massage parlor. Soft piano music filled the air, wisps of lavender incense rose from the incense holders placed all over the room. Two women laid out on massage tables, talking to each other. "I'm tired of waiting." The woman pouted looking at her mother. "When do we get to make things right? When do we get to strike?" She asked jolting up from the massage table she was lying on. "Stay still already love. Why did you love to rush things? Patience." Her mum replied pulling her daughter back down onto the massage table. "Soon... Sooner than you think sweetheart. Everything is finally making sense." She smiled at the masseuse who seemed terrified as her hands gently wobbled."Are you uncomfortable?" The woman asked her mother's masseuse. The young lady shook her head forcing a smile. "There no need to lie. " The woman said relaxing and closing her eyes just as the two masseuse exchanged glances with each other before returning to their work. There was silence and peace,
Morgan's POV"How long are you going to stay in there?" Winston asked at my door. He had been there for the past ten minutes trying to get me to come out. But I just couldn't. The tears were biting me when I was talking with my father but now I was all alone, they were no where to be found. Not even a trace left, nothing. But I just couldn't bring myself to come out. "You know dinner's getting cold right. And you hate cold dinner." I chuckled at his attempt to get me to come out of my room but at least, it worked. Getting up from the floor, I walked to the door opening it. He stood outside with a tray of food."Since you couldn't come to dinner, I decided to bring dinner to you." "Thank you," I said with a soft smile. I moved to the side and let him come in. He walked in and set the tray on the nightstand. We both sat on the bed. "How did the conference go?" I asked as he served me a plate of rice, vegetables and chicken. "So so," He said. "These things are mostly boring. But th
Morgan's POVI had just finished my afternoon shower when I began to perceive something utterly delicious coming from the kitchen. My heart leaped into my stomach. Had someone come in while I was taking a bath? But if someone had come in, while would they cook? Trying to silence my footsteps, I tip-toed towards the kitchen door, peeking though the home between the door and the wall. I stopped short when I saw who it was. It was then that I noticed his car parked outside. I couldn't remember the last time I get such excitement deep down in my stomach. Without restraint, I ran to him throwing myself in his arms. He giggled carrying me up and spinning before planting a kiss on the tip of my nose. "You didn't tell me your be back.""I didn't give a specific date remember?" He giggled kissing my cheek then planting a soft kiss on my lips. "I missed you." He said. "Me too." I whispered as the heat rushed to my cheeks. Both from the fact that I missed him and the guilt that I had let Dant
Dante's POV"And about Miss Morgan,"I glanced up sharply at Alexander. He quickly cleared his throat. "My apologies, sir."I was about to reply to him when the door suddenly burst open"Dante! Where are you?!"I looked up at the door to see someone I hadn't ever expected to see. I jumped to my feet. "Aunt Leon?""I'll be taking my leave now, sir." Alexander said and hurried out before I could reply him. She stormed up to me and grabbed my collar. Her eyes were full of barely controlled anger. "You silly boy. I warned you? Didn't I?"I gently pried her hands off my collar and flashed her a smile. "Aunty you can sit down, there's no need to yell." "I wonder how you can smile with all these going on around you." She replied with no trace of a smile on her face. "Why didn't you listen to me? Huh?" "Can we not talk about this? I've been talking about it for a week now." "That is exactly my point!"I was literally going underwater sinking deeper and deeper thanks to the online harassm
Third Person POVAs soon as Sabrina stormed out of the house in anger, Rosewood kicked the vase in the centre of the table off the table. "Why are you getting worked up?" Cammy asked in a calm tone as she inspected her fingernails. Rosewood turned to her, a dark and murderous look in his eyes. He looked about to strangle her at a moment's notice. "Why am I worked up?! You caused this!" His voice boomed through the room. "This is all your fault!""Are you yelling at me?!" Cammy snapped, eyes wide in shock. "You're yelling at me...""Don't give that look Cammy! You don't get to act all innocent right now! Don't even think about it!" She rolled her eyes in response, walking closer to him. "You don't have to bring her back." She said softly. She grabbed his arm and rubbed circles into his palm. "Sabrina is fully capable of handling the company. She is your legitimate daughter, and not that—""Don't even dare finish that sentence." He snapped. He pulled his hand back and pushed her to t