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REBECCAThe secondhand embarrassment almost melted me to the fucking ground! Jesus Christ, Rebecca! I felt like I had just been caught red-handed giving someone's husband a fucking handjob!In an attempt to run away, I had bumped into her, knocking her shoulder with mine and I couldn't even turn around to apologise.I threw my hands over my face in a pathetic attempt to hide from it all; the news of his engagement, the sight of Annie Quinn standing next to him back there and soothing his anger-- he wanted me gone but he accepted her presence- God! They looked so damn good together, even I couldn't deny it.I squeezed my eyes shut as I could almost feel Oliver's stare drilling a hole through the door. Just walk away already. I hated what we did back there in the car but I hated myself more for enjoying it and being under his spell. I would've gladly gone third base if he had pressed only a little.Come on, Rebecca. Snap out of it already.I heard his door slam shut and I finally opened
REBECCA Throughout the drive to the hospital, I had a lot to ponder on what Oliver could possibly be hiding from me. Annie had obviously said it loud enough for me to hear, that bit was clear. A secret they both shared seemed like a good start for a couple to have something in common besides generational wealth. His grandfather was quick to point that out. "We're here," the bodyguard announced as he opened the door for me to step out. I snapped out of it and got down, saying nothing as he followed me in. I slowed down when I noticed the guards standing outside my mothers' room and my heart almost dropped with panic. It was fine if I was in danger but my mother too? I put a call across to him real quick as I walked in alone- "Did something happen-" "Easy, love. I'm guessing you've seen the guards," he sighed like I woke him up. "It’s only a preventive measure." "He would go that far? Oliver, do you know what this means?" I was still sane enough to recognize that we were in a hosp
REBECCAMy heart was thudding fiercely like it could leap out of my chest. The seconds flew by slowly with my eyes glued on the screen waiting for the signal.Oliver was going to kill me. Oh God! He would lock me up and throw away the key. My goodness! Why was I still thrilled with the idea and scared at the same time.I was locked up either way. This was my only chance to get out for a few minutes.Could I just talk to the guard? Maybe he'd understand and cover for me? No, he wouldn't do that. Oliver was paying him good money to watch me-My phone beeped and I jerked in shock. He's close.I kissed my mother goodbye and prepared myself. Okay, Rebecca, you've got this! You've fooled the world into thinking you were a real girlfriend, you can fool one bodyguard.I heaved to calm myself when my heart only continued to pound and I walked right to the door and opened it. He turned his neck to me sharply, a question in his face. He had been conversing with the other guards tasked with watch
REBECCA I frowned immediately, lowering my head at the scare and trying to breathe again. My limbs had gone weak and I now placed a hand over my heart trying to keep it steady. "Did I scare you?" "What the heck do you think?" I suddenly yelled in his face and he recoiled, startled by my outburst and soon he was reaching for my face. "That's why you're crying?" I sniffed, pushing his hand off and wiping the pathetic tears that rolled down my eyes. That wasn't funny one bit. I had a stalker on my ass and he thought it was funny to pull a prank like that. I almost died from trying to escape that bodyguard. I'll die again when I get back home and have to face Oliver's tantrum-- God! He nagged like a bitch sometimes. Don't do this, don't do that, come here, go there, stay here, you can't leave-- ugh! I've had it with him! "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to trigger you," he apologised, sounding sincere as he gazed at me with kind eyes and now I felt like I had overreacted. I sighed as I w
REBECCA We took a long ride up and down the mountain. The wind in my hair, arms around his waist, I stared at the scenery with a refreshing feeling in my chest. I suddenly felt like a bird let out of a cage and I wanted to fly. He was one mean biker with a strong grip and large hands that I couldn't stop staring at. He wanted to get to know me? Everything about me was a mess at the moment. There was nothing intriguing except the troubles I was in, but of course, he would find that interesting, he was a detective after all. Crime was his forte and what did I have behind me? A case that needed solving, maybe, and an old man to get off my back. He drove down to a different part of town that I had never been to before, luckily Oliver hasn't too so he would never think to find me here. Theo pulled over at a small coffee shop and when I got down from the bike, my legs wobbled. He grabbed my wrist quickly to hold me steady, "Easy there. Are you good now?" "I think so," I looked around
OLIVER "I'm sorry, sir. I lost her. She just hopped on a bike. She deceived me. I'm really sorry, Mr. Wright--" I hung up, sighing as I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to relieve myself and freshen up. Today was supposed to be a day off and I always just spent the day with Rebecca since I could put a call across to her office to make sure she could skip a day or two. I walked down the stairs heading to the kitchen to get a snack before pulling out my phone again to scroll down the familiar app. The front door suddenly opened and Victor was walking in, white sleeves rolled up, tie crooked on his neck and his hair hanging from different sides. I munched down on my cereal as he stormed closer with a document and he slammed it on the table. "She's missing. Her phone is out of coverage. Whoever she's with turned it off and.. and..." His brows wrinkled as he glanced down at my plate. "You're eating cereal." "Join me?" I grabbed the pack and gently shook it. "There's milk in
OLIVER "But," I rolled down my sleeves and flashed him a little grin, "I could just be assuming he's here for revenge." Victor still looked like he needed some time to process what I'd just told him. His face was pale and he battled with confusion. "Let's go to the office, Victor," getting down to work would be a good distraction until she decided to return home. What would she like for dinner? Maybe I should prepare Lucia's favourite meal for her. She had always liked that and always jumped around asking her mother to make some. "What if he's out for revenge against your grandfather?" He suddenly asked. "What if...?" "Then that makes him a friend of a common enemy. We could use him for our own gain, of course." I liked his thoughts, so evil, but, "No. We already have our hands full. I'm not about to pull along a clueless detective with nothing but a raging hard-on in his pants and a thirst for revenge which is now starting to look like lust." Those words came out harsher th
REBECCAI stepped back, allowing his hand to hang in the air, my face tingling from his earlier touch and I sucked my lower lip between my teeth as his words were a dull reminder of Oliver's proposal.Why did everyone think I needed saving? When did I turn into a sorry case-- goodness me! I can't stand these men thinking they could just offer a hand and I'd take it."I won't be the case for your promotion, Detective Theo," I said harshly, glaring at him as his eyes danced with a dash of amusement.He suddenly laughed, shaking his head softly , paused in between and laughed again like I was tickling his ribs."I mean it, Theo. If this is what this is about, then take me back to the hospital right now.""Calm down, Rebecca. It must be tiring always jumping to conclusions."I turned my face away and would have stormed off if I knew the way back but apparently I was stuck here with him.But I still got up in an attempt to walk out to get some fresh air when he grabbed my wrist."Let go."