Morgan's POVA Saturday. Finally.If only I could scream and mean that. But no! I had work as usual, and I had to finish up more and more work that had been piling on my desk, day in day out. I couldn't complain because, hell! That was the Rosewood oil mill.I got down from the bed yawning, washed up and went to have breakfast. I knew I had to get to work early, to at least get a lot done before lunch, but unluckily for me, I woke up just a little bit late, even when I knew that investors were all lined up, wanting to invest in different segments of the enterprise.Some wanted to invest in the food segment, others shoes, clothing, jewelery, but the biggest we had been expecting, was our potential investor of the year that wanted to invest in our jewelry segment. My favourite!"You overslept." Miranda said as soon as I got to the dinning room. "What am amazing good morning Miranda. Where have your manners gone?" I was surprised that that would be the first thing my four year old daugh
Morgan's POVThe moment I walked into the conference room, every cell in my body screamed at me to turn around and pretend like I hadn't seen the man seated at the edge of the table."Hello, Morgan" Dante said, rising to his feet. I would be lying if I said my heart didn't skip a beat. Both at seeing him and hearing him call my name. "What are you doing here?" I spat in anger, letting my irritation and obvious distaste for him be shown. "You're meeting an investor, Morgan" Dante said and shook his head. He chuckled like it was the funniest joke ever. "It doesn't take two brains to know that it's me."Goddammit!! After all this trouble of seeing him and Nova at the fundraiser and me believing that I would never see him again, he just walks into my enterprise as the anonymous investor Rosewood had been expecting.I didn't even bother sitting down to have another second of wasted time on him. I straightened myself, looking him dead in the eye, trying to hide the feelings of hurt, love,
Morgan's pov:"May I join you?" Winston asked, his eyes sparkling with a smile."Sure" I replied. He took the seat opposite mine and turned to the waitress. "I'll have the fettuccine pasta and a side of chicken.""And I'll have the beef Wellington and some wine.""Wine?" Winston asked and chuckled. "I know it's the middle of the day but I need it." I said with a sigh. " You don't want to know why.""Okay that will be all?" The waitress asked, her gaze travelling between us both. "Yes thank you," I said. She walked away to get out orders ready."Actually, I do." Winston said, making me turn to him. "I want to know what happened."I thought back at the conference room, seeing Dante sitting there so smug and so proud. And anger flared up inside me."I met someone I didn't want to ever see again."Winston nodded solemnly. "That can be hard.""Tell me about it. And the audacity he had! Urgh! ""I'm so sorry you had to deal with such," He said, sincerity in his eyes. "It's not your faul
Morgan's POV:That guy?! That what Dante had to say to me?! Like he wasn't a million times worse!I unlocked my car, my anger threatening to burst at the seams. He thinks he can waltz into my life and hijack it again?! Make my world revolve around him because what, he's about to invest money?!What nonsense!I got into my car, taking care not to slam the door. I love my car more than Dante, and it would be a shame to hurt it because of him. He's not worth anything at all, he shouldn't even be worth my passing glance."Calm down Morgan," I whispered to myself. "Don't let him bother you. He chose Nova, he can fucking live with that."It's a beautiful Saturday. I should be relaxing, taking a breather after a very stressful week at work. Instead I'm sitting in my car, in the parking lot of a restaurant, fuming in anger.Fuck it.I took my phone out and dialed Vontrap. He picked on the second ring."Miss Morgan," He said curtly. In the background I could hear the excited voices of children
Morgan's POV:"Dad, you're being unreasonable." My father stared at me, an unamused look on his face. He leaned forward, his chin propped on his palms as he rested his elbows on my desk. "Why don't you sit down?" He said and gestured to the seat opposite him."I don't need to," I said with a sigh. "I know why you're here, and I won't do it.""Morgan my dear child," he got to his feet and walked over to me. "I understand how you feel, believe me I do.""Dad, I'm tired. And right now all I want to do is go back home and rest."The kids were probably in bed by now. The birthday party had long ended. I received an information from Nora that my father was still at work. According to him, he refused to leave until I arrived."You entrusted this company to me, don't you trust my choices?" I asked."I do, but this is beyond personal reasons.""Working with Dante Fontaine? Dad you know it's impossible. I can't do it. You of all people know why I didn't reveal my identity when I was getting m
Morgan's POV:"Morgan?" Dad called after me. I pretended not to hear him, making my way up the stairs to my room. "Darling please, say something."Say what? What does he want me to say? I walked up the stairs and got to my room. He followed behind me, keeping a safe distance between us as if he was afraid of what I would do. Well actually, it was nothing.I felt numb. I couldn't think about anything but getting to my room and crashing in bed. I locked the door to my room, made a beeline for my bathroom and took a cold shower.He's joking, right? And that girl, she's joking too, right? After my shower I dressed in a loose shirt an went to bed. Tomorrow morning I'll sort my thoughts out. As for now, I don't think so.******The atmosphere that hovered over the breakfast table was nothing short of tensed. I ate my breakfast of oats and fruits, occasionally helping the twins with their own food. Dad sat at the head of the table, watching me with cautious eyes. And that girl sat beside
Morgan's pov:"Is everything okay?" I blinked, distracting myself from my thoughts. For a moment I had forgotten I was with someone. I raised my head and looked at Winston. He has a worried look on his face. "I'm okay," I said and smiled. "I had to come in person, and I apologize for taking time out of your busy day.""It's a Sunday," Winston said with a kind smile. "And I'm always happy to help out a patient. It's my duty.""Right," I laughed. "It's a Sunday.""So," Winston said, his head tilted to the side. "What's the problem? Do you feel strange?""I have a headache ---" From all the thinking I've been doing, my heart hurts too but I can't tell him that. "---and I don't think I can accept the leave of absence.""You need to rest, Morgan. Give your body time to recover.""I know that, and maybe one day I'll go on a month long vacation but...it's not now. "I have an older sister. I don't know how things are going to change right now , and I can't take a break now. Everything will
Morgan's POV:I think Sabrina was sent from the pits of hell to frustrate my life and drive me to an early grave."You did what?!" My voice rang out. I'm sure everybody in the office building heard my scream. The culprit sat in front of me, swinging her chair back and forth, a calm smile on her lips."Morgan dear, there's no need for you to shout so much." She said, a hint of disapproval in her tone. "There's no need to shout?!" I felt like pulling my hair out of my scalp. "Do you have any idea what you've just done?! it's been two days Sabrina. Two days since you came here and all you've done is mess things up for me!""Mess things up?" She laughed like I had said the joke of the century. "I made a decision that was the way forward for this company. How is that messing things up?""A decision?! What's makes you think you can make decisions for this company?!""Morgan you're raising your voice. Lower your tone, we're still at the office." "You don't understand what you just did, Sa