Vanessa's POVShit. I was definitely in trouble.Repeatedly leaving the mansion without Rodri’s permission, and visiting his mother without his knowledge. But that was not completely my fault, was it? It was the chairman who brought me here in the first place… but I was the one who offered all by myself.Gosh, I should have told Rodri immediately I returned from that first visit.But I had not even been able to catch a single glimpse of him for two days, and now out of the blue he shows up here? I should not be shocked because this was literally his home, and that woman in there was his mother.I was the stranger here. I should not be meddling in their affairs. But I was still shocked to my bones when he showed up, dark, brooding and drop dead gorgeous in his black office clothes that were rolled up to his veined forearms.And that deep, dark voice of his ordered me to explain.My mind had melted from panic from that point till now.I just wanted to get out of here as fast as possibl
Vanessa's POV The chairman laughed easily, clasping his hands in front of him. “Did your security not inform you that I’ve bringing your surrogate from your house to mine to see your mother?”I could feel the tension in Rodri’s shoulders. “I appreciate the thought, dad. But moving houses everyday is too much stress for her. I will bring her to visit mom once in a while.” He said with a tone of finality.The chairman only looked him square in the face and said, “Don’t lock her up in her bedroom simply because she is carrying your child. Other pregnant women go to different places everyday and the babies turn out fine. I’m just trying to make her happy. Just look at how happy she is.”I saw Rodri’s jaw clench as his hazel eyes slide sideways to glance at me. I was placed in an awkward position between father and son, and I just wished they could have had this conversation without me present.Besides, a large portion of my mind was still in disarray and panic over that passionate kiss w
Vanessa's POVHe held my wrist, pulling me closer when I had begun to step away. I shook my head vigorously, twisting my hand free.“Stop! Stop, again. This is risky and you’re my boss and I’m just your surrogate! Nothing else. After this contract, I will leave and you will never see me again!”“Who said that’s still fucking true? We stopped being just man and surrogate the first time our eyes met.” He walked towards me, boring into my eyes with those eyes of his. “I fucking want you, Vanessa.”My heart stuttered.This could not be real.“But the rules—““I made them. I can destroy them. I already destroyed them when I kissed you.” He was dangerously close now, but all I kept getting was danger signals combined with the panic, alarm, lust and above all, the guilt.It was killing me.“Stop.” I exclaimed, my voice shaking. He paused in his tracks, and I was mildly surprised that he even listened. “None of this makes any sense! Please don’t follow me.”I was on a verge of having a panic
Trinity's POVAs I took off my nurse uniform, I spotted a particular blonde haired nurse at the other end of the changing room, straightening her dark blue suit and checking her appearance in the mirror in front of her designated space.I had kept my attention on her all day, doing my research on her and finding out everything I could about her.She turned around and left the changing room, while I hurriedly put on my clothes and brushed my hair out so it’s beautiful bronze strands fell down my back in rivulets. I glanced at myself in the mirror, and my appearance was perfect as usual.Despite the radiant smile on my lips, my amber eyes were filled with so much hate and malice.Picking up my bag, I sprayed my designer perfume in the air and slid it back into my bag. Then, I turned around in my heels and went in the same direction the blonde went.Samira Wiley. The name of the new nurse from Dolphin hospital Rodri had employed to replace me as Vanessa’s main nurse. Blonde hair, blue e
Trinity's POVShe stared at my Dolphin Hospital employee ID, and stared back at me, slowly closing her laptop. “What are we talking about?”I slide my ID back into my purse. “I’m glad you asked. You recently just accepted a job offer from Mr. Rodri Darnell to be in charge of his surrogate, didn’t you? And you have been to the mansion once, to see her for the first time.”She looked skeptical and wary, staring me up and down like she was unsure if she should call the police on me. I wasn’t fazed, because I knew my direct, piercing and blatant stare was having the effect I wanted on her.“Why are you asking me this?” Samira asked.“I want to strike a deal with you.” I answered. “I was the nurse in charge of the CEO’s surrogate before you were employed.”“Oh.” It finally clicked for her. “But what kind of deal are we talking about?”She didn’t immediately shut down my offer, which was a good sign. My stare on her didn’t move one inch as I answered, “I need constant information on what’s
Moriah's POVMy entire body almost refused to cooperate with me as I slowly got up from the bed. Dried tears wet my pillow as usual, and I grabbed the glass of water Estelle had kindly placed by my bedside table, and took a huge sip.The cool water washed down my dry throat and cleared my head a little.But the companionable sadness that taking root in my mind could never be shaken. Each time I woke up, my mind was instantly plagued by the years of undying trauma accumulated in my brain. Sometimes I looked at a corner of my bedroom and flinched as if a glass vase would be randomly flying at me.The scar under my hair throbbed sometimes, even though it was an old scar.I got it when Mike, Vanessa’s father, smashed a heavy glass vase on my head when Vanessa was little. She had gone to school, and he had turned me into his punching bag as usual. I had bled so heavily that day, more than I have ever done in my entire forty six years of living. I had thought I would die, and no feeling wa
Moriah's POV After picking at the food, forcing myself to finish the plate of toast and eggs simply because I didn’t want Estelle’s efforts to go to waste, I moved back to my bedroom to take my sleeping pills again.But the bottle of pills was empty.I frowned and peered inside, but it was completely empty. How many pills had I taken yesterday? I tried to remember. But I lost count. Sighing tiredly, I felt my mood automatically get worse now that the pills I used as a coping mechanism was gone.I moved to the refrigerator to check if I had another bottle of pills laying around in there. But I found none. Also half of the fridge was empty, reminding me that I had not gone grocery shopping for a while.That was the only thing I still had the strength to do, because all I had to do was stare at the list of groceries Vanessa had saved on my phone, pick things from the counter, and drop them inside my cart. Waking around store was distracting, and that was the only time I was around people
Vanessa's POVThe entire morning was hectic, because I had to spend a few hours with my fitness trainer and an extra hour with my beautician who worked hard to get rid of the puffs that had formed around my eyes overnight.Last night was just so taxing. After that crazy incident with Rodri, and me running up to my room to cry my eyes out, only to find out that my mom had been hiding the fact that dad had been constantly showing up at the house… Everything was just too much strain on my emotions.Now, I felt better, and my eyes were no longer swollen, thanks to my beautician.But I was still besides myself with worry. I grabbed my phone and dialed mom’s number. She didn’t answer it. I dialed a couple more time, with anxiety bubbling up inside me with each unanswered call.Finally, she picked up, sounding a bit different and nasal.I was immediately alarmed. “Mom? Are you okay?!”She cleared her throat. “I’m fine, I’m fine, honey. It’s just, I decided to take a walk around this morning