Gwen's POVMy phone buzzed. The annoying sound didn't go off, my eyes flickered open as my fingers went to snooze the alarm. Then it instantly grazed my mind where I was and why I was here. Why we were here. My sleepy eyes darted to the three bunk beds with two kids each on it.I snoozed the alarm, stretched, and noticed it was six a.m. time for the morning run. I glanced at the sleeping girls again and decided they looked so comfortable sleeping and not going for the morning run wasn't going to affect them in any way. I rolled over to my side and tried to catch up on some extra sleep. But my mind reminded me these girls were here on this trip to get the full experience. If they missed out on what the rest of the kids were greatly involved in then they were never going to get the full experience. I yawned and got out of bed. How hard could this be? I was pushing through just one more night and this would be all over. I moved over to each of them, gently shaking them to wake up.
ANDREW'S POV"I don't drop in on you whenever you work, so please don't," Elena called out from the bathroom as she took out a few makeup supplies to the vanity counter. She had a makeup brand that was thriving. She worked hard in advertising her products since she was the face of her brand, but bringing work on vacation was a no for me. "You said no work on vacay, are we going to break that rule just yet?" I called out from the room."No work for you, but me." She popped out of the bathroom in a gray bathrobe and a red lipstick on her lips. "Babe, what do you think about the shade?" She asked.I didn't know a thing about makeup but if she wanted to know if it looked good on her then yeah, after all, she was the girl that looked good in anything, everything and nothing. "Looks perfect," I replied with my eyes not leaving her lips. "Great." She smiled broadly, "So now I'm going to get started relax I'm not doing full face makeup since we're sunbathing.""Why do you need makeup jus
ANDREW'S POVIt was hard to try to get some sleep that night. I wasn't entirely fazed out by Elena's soured mood. It didn't matter to me, it was her typical attitude that was driving me insane. All that was roving through my mind was the things Elena said to me. They plagued my mind keeping me up all night. I lay thinking of nothing but what Gwen was doing. Was she sleeping all by herself or had our divorce given her a chance to live more freely and more wildly? With Elena deep asleep in the room, occupying the big bed I was on the sofa in the living area of the villa house. It was hard to join her in bed even though she had given the liberal and slurry invitation but not when Gwen seized my mind.It was harder than I could ever have imagined to get her off my mind and worse, Elena had added more fuel to the fire. There was a movement outside the villa house. I could see the black shadowy figure outside the apartment. Then the next figure and when I heard a window break, I knew t
Gwen's POV Sunday morning was pretty sunny. It was a vibrant morning and it radiated through to the girls' smiles all the time I brushed their hair and helped them into the dresses for the day. The girls clung to me seeming to have what to say at all times. "You look better this morning." Ricky handed me the sunflower he had gotten from who knows where. I stared at the flower and crunched my nose. "I'm not going to receive that.""I thought we were cool?""No. I don't want us to be. You keep your distance." I spoke firmly.I didn't want anyone else in my life. People eventually ended up leaving me what was the point of meeting new people?"That was so direct." He scratched the nape of his neck, his phone buzzed and he looked at it, "It's my girlfriend, I'll answer this." He took the phone to his ear and stepped a little from me but not going too far off. I watched him with my mouth slightly open in shock as he spoke quickly into his phone. When the call ended he regarded me with
ELENA'S POVThis was my moment. Even though I had yet to recover from the shock and my terrible anxiety. But this was the moment I had waited for all my life. My photos and name buzzed all through the media, there was traffic on my social media and my products were selling at a rate it had never sold out before.Maybe going to Truks wasn't completely a bad idea. The whole world seemed to be talking about me, analyzing my posts, and calling me whatever they seemed fit. It was no deal to me. As long as the money was flowing in, as long as I was getting the attention I never would have milked from the word, never in a million years. "Are you alright?" Rickard asked me the second he walked into the mansion to see my face and how shaky it still looked. I had flown back to New York City the next day. It was an ugly sight in Turks and Caicos. It was the most terrible experience for anyone. For me, it was the worst thing to ever happen to me. "I'm fine," I took a sip of the tea Andrew's
ELENA'S POV Andrew was transferred back to New York City on Monday evening. He was now closer to me. I could just visit him without paying so much for flight tickets.I was part of the first people to visit him at the hospital. He looked quite pale, to think he had just gotten a blood transfusion. No, I was not the donor, whoever it was had a kind heart too.Penny was by my side as I stood by his bed watching him lay with his eyes closed, stubbles sprinkled along his jaws and chin, he looked sexy while sleeping. "He's going to be alright." Penny misinterpreted the sigh I let out. "It's all I want." I leaned over and brushed soft fingers across his face. He was warm. The doctor came into the room, a dark-haired man who appeared to be in his fifties. Behind him was Kathrine, Andrew's Aunt. She never liked me. I had to try a little harder to get on the good side of the lady. "Elena?" She peered at me. "Hello aunt," I smiled warmly at her. Aunt Kathrine was an extremely wealthy b
GWEN'S POVI woke up with the lights of the room becoming blinding. There were soft beeps sounding off the room and it wasn't until I glanced around the room did I realized where I was. I was at the hospital. The pearly wall and the IV connected to my wrist were all the proof I needed. I stretched and yawned sitting up with my hands rubbing my eyes wearily. My eyes fell on the figure before me in an armchair. Granny, her head was tipped over in a deep sleep. She looked worn out. She looked exactly how I didn't want her to look. I was making things tougher for her. She would have been at rest back at home but I had chosen to act rashly, I had chosen to make her this worried. My mind cast back to the reason I had passed out. Jane had called. News of Andrew being shot dead. Andrew was dead. Tears brimmed in my eyes as I sat in the small bed getting consumed by my thoughts. Andrew was dead. It was over. It was all over for me. My only consolation in all that was happening with our
Andrew's POVMy chest and abdomen were padded to ease the pain and pressure from the shot. I had been confined to this hospital ward for days under observation by the doctor while the police ran an investigation on the robbers. I was still mad at Elena. She knew it. I had warned her against sharing live locations and I was sure as hell she had learned her lesson. I glanced from the morning papers in my hand and stifled a yawn. It was about ten am and I already felt immensely tired. The drugs I was on were having a great impact on my mind. It was supposed to help me rest. I didn't want to rest. I had businesses I had to run. I had deals I had to keep track of. Sleep was far off from me. My phone was turned off for my peace of mind. Whoever cared enough was going to stop by. But there was a strict order on just who could visit and who couldn't. At this point, only closely knitted friends and family could visit. Elena hadn't stopped by since the previous day. She had stayed just a