Morgan's POV"You know if this persists, you will have to go see a doctor.""Are you sick mummy?""No, I'm not!" I was saying for the umpteenth time. "I'm not sick Cole, okay?" I eyed my father. "Now off you go with Molly. Come on."After he had gone out of earshot, I turned to my father. "What?!""Just because I told you how I've been feeling lately, doesn't mean that you have to talk about it," I said out of frustration. "You are making the kids start to think that I'm sick.""You are.""I am not, I'm just tired.""And how sure are you about that Morgan? What are you? A doctor?"I rolled my eyes picking up my bag to head for the office. "I'm fine dad, I'll be fine. Trust me."He made as if to say something, but decided against it. "Fine, I'll take your word for it." I smiled, kissed his cheek, and headed out for the office.The work I had been doing throughout the week was what was normally a month's work and today was to be the completion of it all. I hadn't been able to get up to
Morgan's POVWe stared at each other for seconds, wild thoughts running through my head. The man I had been avoiding, the one I had used at the fundraiser was Winston Valentine, a doctor. What in the history of coincidences is this? My heart started to race in my chest. Why?! Why?! I had done a very good job at avoiding him so far! And now he's my doctor?Finally, he cleared his throat, making us break eye contact. I looked down at my hands, speechless. I couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed. "So...you are Miss Morgan Rosewood." He said with emphasis on the Rosewood."Yes, I am." I said quietly. Thank goodness he didn't start off with something from the fundraiser. Was he acting like we never met or was he in his doctor self or did he not remember me? I think I would go with either he first or the second."So let's hear the reason you are here."I raised my head and stared at him. "I've been feeling weak, tired and dizzy. Sometimes, my stomach seems to be in pain and then toda
Morgan's POVAs we walked to the lab, we kept talking. Mostly him doing the talking while I, doing the questioning. We talked about the hospital, and how he happened to be the owner of such a big hospital at such a young age."Really? How old do you think I am?"I laughed, looking at my shoes, and then back at him. "I don't know." I finally said."Take a wild guess."I looked at him trying to figure out how old he could be, but I couldn't come up with anything. I had been calling him young, and he sure looked young, but how young was he?"Twenty seven? Or twenty eight I guess." I said with a shrug."Nope, wrong." He said with a smile. "Think again."After two more failed attempts, I finally have up. I wasn't that much of a genius anyway, except when it came to business deals and evil setups."Twenty six." He said, dropping my jaw. "Twenty six? I was this close." I said, making a tiny hole with my index finger and my thumb. But he sure was young. A CEO at age twenty six? That was craz
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
Dante's POVI watched as Morgan walked out of the station without sparing neither Winston nor I a glance. Something was up with her. Something she didn't feel comfortable telling me. Or maybe something she didn't want to tell anybody. "Seems like she's pissed at you." I said to Winston as he appeared beside me after Morgan had left. He didn't reply but just stared at the taxi she boarded. "Why do I feel like she has seen through your fake life and the mask of lies you've been putting on.""Believe what you want to." He said before turning to leave. He stopped turning to face me. "I saw the both of you talking before I came, did she perhaps..." He paused. "Perhaps tell me where she was going?" I finished the sentence for him. "Yes. Did she?""And why do you care." He turned to face me. "Do you really want to do this right now man? We don't even know what she's going through right now. She won't say, we won't speak to me about it and you want to fight me when things are as messed up
Sabrina's POV"Open the freaking door Rina!!" My mum yelled from outside repeatedly banging on my door. I couldn't bring myself to look her in the eye, to see her, talk to her. "Sabrina!""Go away mum." I said rubbing my hands on my face. The thudding stopped before she hit the spot one final time before it all went silent. I stared at my hands in front of me as they shook. My breathing was uneven, as my chest rose and fell. Sometimes fast, sometimes slow. She has denied killing dad, but was it true? Did she tell me a lie or was she telling the truth? I couldn't tell. Not only had she turned the study upside down, but she had also turned the entire house upside down, searching for daddy's will. I was fifty percent sure that she didn't just want to come into my room and scold me. Who knows, if I had let her in, she wouldn't have turned my room including my private set up upside down in search of the will of the man she claimed to love. If she did love him, why then wasn't she mour
Morgan's POVMy head exploded with a headache. That was the first thing I noticed. I groaned deeply and opened my eyes. It was dark in the room, and I was alone. I sat up from the bed, my heart beating frantically in my chest. I passed out....or rather he drugged me. I threw the covers off my body. He had tucked me in, lie I was a kid or something. I felt sick to my stomach, a deep sense of betrayal lodged into my belly. Scrambling for my phone, I almost screamed when I saw the time. I had been out for seven hours. My blood ran cold. With shaky hands, I scrolled until I got to Sabrina's number. "Hey." I called keeping the tremor away from my voice. "Morgan." She sounded tired so I went straight to the point."I'm coming home." I said to her. "What?""Immediately. I'm coming home now Rina.""No you can't!" She said her voice a bit risen. "I'm sorry for shouting but Morgan you can't come home. Not now.""Why?" Silence. "Rina what's wrong?""You just can't okay. Not now..." She pa
Morgan's POVI rinsed my face and mouth and returned to my room.I felt exhausted. Like a ton of weights were tied to my legs and dragged me down to the ground. I slumped over the bed, my body trembling from all that had just happened. Winston. He's acting strange. And it's funny to me because he's the one that I trust. He's always been there for me. He's never pushed me, not once.But today... touched my neck and sighed. I have no idea what got into him. He can't have been drugging me. He wouldn't. There was no way someone like that would have been drugging me. He said he'd never do anything to hurt me. He'll always be with me through thick and thin. That loving me was the best thing that had happened to me in his entire life. A man that loves me even though I had kids for another man. Even though I had nothing in my name.The perfect man... Who I had thought too perfect to be truly perfect. Was it all a fake?. He's a doctor and things like that are prone to be found in his ho
Morgan's POV:An hour later, I was calm enough to leave my room. Dante was still sticking around. He paced the floors of the hall and paused when we stepped out. "Where's Sabrina?" I asked.."She left. Something urgent came up." "Aren't you leaving?" I asked him noting that day was beginning to break. The only person I wanted to be around with was Winston and no one else. "If you have nothing else to do, leave.""I just want to know if you're alright.""I'm fine. As you can see." Came my reply. "Morgan,""She said she's fine. Why is it so hard for you to simply understand?" Winston snapped at him."I wasn't talking to you man." Dante replied. "In fine. You can leave now." "I'll be back." He said as he turned to leave. Once he was gone, I exhaled a breath of relief."Are you alright?" Winston held my arm and turned me to face him. "I should be asking you." I said to him touching his face where Dante has punched him . "I'm sorry for this.""It's fine. It can heal and go away. But
Sabrina's POV "I don't trust him." Dante said once we were outside leaving. Just as if he had been reading my mind and was able to say what I was about to. I nodded at him. "Me too." I exhaled. "I don't trust him." He seems off but I knew Morgan couldn't see it–couldn't sense it. She saw him as the boat that sailed her from the turbulent sea to safety and I didn't want to take that from her. But what if Winston were to cause her more harm than the turbulent sea? "She'd sick." Dante said. "She looks sick like..." He exhaled. "Something is wrong with her. She's not okay. We need to do something." "Like what?" I met his gaze. "Why should we do? Morgan is not one to back off because of talks. We need evidence of these things we suspect. True evidence." My phone began to buzz. "Mum?" "Come home right now!" Her voice was fidgety, shaking to the core. "What's wrong?" I asked getting on my feet. "Immediately Rina. There's trouble." Hanging up, I turned to Dante. "There se
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