I almost had a heart attack when I saw Drew standing in front of my desk, going through the files on them. I wasn’t sure if it was the sight of him in that all back suit or the fact that he could blow my cover this minute.
With careful steps I walked closer, hoping that the file I’d stolen from Don’s office was not among the pile. He seemed to sense my presence as he turned immediately I got closer.
“Good morning sir” I said, lowering my eyes a little before looking back up. He regarded me with a nod, still flipping through the pages.
I held my breath as we stood there, me waiting for what he could possibly find. With my palms growing sweaty, I cleaned them on my pants and glanced at the elevator in case I needed a quick escape.
“What do you think of Don?” he suddenly ask
With all the information that I managed to get out of Frank without seeming suspicious, I dug deeper into my research. The file I had stolen from Don’s office did half of the job for me. It was evidence that the two families were dealing in arms and drugs. This was enough to put them behind bars and confiscate all their properties but no doubt they could have connections that would bail them out. I needed something stronger. It was already a few days and Don was yet to return to the office. I would never admit out loud but, it had me worried. When I asked Drew about it again, he asked me not to worry. But I just couldn’t and telling Charles about it was a bad idea. The door cracked open and I immediately shove the evidence on my lap down. Drew poked out his head before gradually coming out with a stack of files in his hand.
“Carrie” I whispered into the dark as I felt myself being lifted. It was like I didn’t have control of my body, just floating, warm hands roaming my body. I tried to take back control of my body, but it was like something was weighing me down, pressing down to my chest as I spiraled into the darkness again. When I came to again, I was slightly better than before. I could see a face standing over me. when I opened my eyes, I saw it was Car, my assistant from work. What was he doing here? I tried to call him, but I couldn’t, I still felt numb all over. Did father send him over here to finally end my life? I doubted that. Cassie’s birthday was a few days away and the media was going to be present. He needed me there with Daisy clinging to my arm, like the perfect couple we were not. If there was anything father
Don is the enemy. Don is the enemy. I chanted in my head as conflicted thoughts plagued my head. Spending time with him and Jenny yesterday made me see him in a new light. And then he had been calling my name over and over again in his sleep. Was he dreaming of me? I shook my head. What was I even thinking, it wasn’t possible. But then the way he had held my hand and entwined my fingers with his. I remembered the way it made me feel. Loved, safe, and warmth. It awoke something in me that I didn’t even know existed. My hand flew to my chest, it was really fast. What was this thing that I was beginning to feel for Don? It couldn’t be just worry. I went over the events of yesterday in my head but most of them didn’t even make sense to me. especially when he had been
I was living a nightmare. No matter how much I protested Drew insisted I go with his wife for her birthday spree. It was beginning to feel like he had brought me out of the office for this very purpose. It actually made sense. As our lunch came to an end, dread filled my heart. How was I going to survive being alone with Cassie the entire day? I shouldn’t have come in at work today, I should have called in sick. I followed them quietly out of the restaurant like I was going to be sacrificed instead of shopping. Cassie kissed Drew squarely on the lips not minding the people watching outside the restaurant before making way to her own car. I opened the car door for her, before entering through the other door. I sat so close to the window so I wouldn’t be close to her in the small space. I didn’t know th
Cassie called the office the next morning asking for me. I was wearing one of the white shirts she had gotten me and a crisp black pant. Charles had been startled when I got home the previous day sporting new hairstyle and clothes. I would never forget his reaction in a hurry. He was drinking juice straight from the container and the moment he laid his eyes on me, the contents of his mouth came flying out, luckily it was not in my direction. And then he had screamed my name. I laughed a little remembering it now. He had given me dinner when I was done telling my story, but he complimented my new look anyway. I left out the part where Cassie had kissed my cheek, I didn’t know what to make out of that yet. I was currently in the car with Cassie and Daisy. Here is how it happened. She called Drew a
Dumbfounded. That’s what I was as we stared at each other. This was spiraling out of control and into a messy situation. “You’re a kind woman” I answered Her lips turned down at the sides “You know what I mean and don’t call me a woman, it makes me sound old. I’m just 22” she said “23 by the weekend” I reminded her “Let’s not look forward to that” she sneered “I don’t even know why they have to throw a big party, I just want to sleep in and cry over my lost youth” I was tempted to roll my eyes, she was one to talk about lost youth. I had lost my entire life, but nobody saw me whining about it. “You never answered my question you know. Do you like Daisy?&rd
I played over the events of yesterday all over in my mind. Charles had not believed everything that I told him, especially Cassie’s advancements but I hadn’t either. I had stayed up all night playing out different scenarios of what was actually going on between Cassie and Drew. She had mentioned him loving someone else, who could it possibly be? My head was aching from all the questions that I had, I needed all the answers to them soon enough. With the help of Charles we had stayed up all night compiling all the information that I’d gotten from the files into proof that the Meyer and Zaverelli family were dealing in illegal drugs and arms. The plan was to upload it during Cassie’s birthday party. Charles would tip off the police and let them in in disguise. My fingers were crossed that it would
I was mad. That was the truth. Despite knowing it in my heart that my assistant was indeed a female, there was this small doubt that I could be wrong. No, I had felt it. The rapid beating of her heart, the way her body had responded to me, like it was meant for me. I could still feel her hot breath on my chest and how my body had reacted to her. It was the same way that I reacted to Carrie and that irked me. it reminded of all the feelings that I had for Carrie, if not stronger. Even now, the blood was still rushing to my pants so for that sake alone, Car had to be female. If there was any chance that I was wrong, it was going to be painfully awkward. It was possible she was planted here by my father to spy on me, but why not get an actual man? That was the problem, the moment I thought I found the answer I was met wit
There’s a light touch on my cheek which slowly pulls me away from the unconsciousness that I was submerged in and I open my eyes slowly so the light in the room wouldn’t hurt them.I can’t see Don’s face with my head bowed but I can feel his presence. Why couldn’t he just listen to me and leave the boat.I wasn’t sure how many hours that has passed so it was impossible to tell just how much time was left to convince him to leave without me. I had to save him so he could keep my little Jenny safe from the cruel family she was born into.When his hand cupped my cheek I leaned into it, savoring his touch because it was potentially the last.I don’t let myself dwell in what could have been, only because I couldn’t feel anything. I wasn’t sure which drug Cassie had given me but it was really strong and I felt partially grateful because it made the torture I just went through more bearable for me.He
It takes more than a busted lip and a swollen eye to get me away from Carrie’s body. The strong hands holding me drag me all the way to Mr. Zaverelli’s room and I don’t make it easy for them, I fight the entire way.The only let me go when we’re standing in front of the room and I stand up with a huff. If Carrie wasn’t in their mercy then I would have killed them all, every one of them that laid a hand on us both.I burst into the room, the door opening with a loud bang, Mr. Zaverelli is standing there, like he had been expecting me.“Well well, what do we have here?” he says, clicking his tongue.I stand to my full height, ignoring the pain that it caused my sides “You have to release her now!”He doesn’t seem put off by my yelling, it doesn’t even faze him. He just continues to sip on his drink like we were about to have casual conversation.“We don’t even know w
For a moment the only sound in the quiet dark hallway is the sound of us breathing heavily. My mind scrambles to put answers together when he turns me to face him.There’s a dark shadow cast on him from the lack of light but I could easily see the anger in those eyes of his.“Who was that man?” he repeats and I don’t make any move to answer him. I didn’t even owe him an explanation.He shook me furiously “Goddamn it Carrie, who was that man and why were you sneaking around with him?” he yelled, despite the fact that anyone could come out at the moment and see the both of us in this awkward situation.“What’s it to you?” I finally say when I find my voice.My words have a certain effect on him because he releases me from his hold and pushes me away.“You’ve been seeing someone else this entire time haven’t you?” his voice is strained “That was why
I clutch my phone in one hand and dial the number that decides everyone’s fate. For a moment I’m not sure he’s going to pick but after a few rings the coarse voice I thought I would never hear again feels my ears.“So Cinderella finally decides to come back to her prince”, I don’t miss the lightness of his tone so I know that he just finished smoking outside the yard, where he would stay up all night to watch the sunrise.“How did you know it was me?” I asked, my free hand clamping against my forehead.“Because you called at the right time, just when I’m done with business and about to unwind with a joint or two” there’s a hint of tiredness in his voice but I’m certainly not calling him because I’m worried about him so I don’t push it.“Hello Sherp” I greet properly, clearing my throat “I have a request to make if you don’t mind” I sudde
The dinner was a disaster.I’m going to put an end to everything tonight.I storm down the dark hallway trying to find my father’s room, in a few minutes he’ll be back here alone and without any of his men to protect him from my wrath.Killing him would be more than enough for me. I pat the knife I had strapped to my thigh, I was going to give him the honour of dying the same way that he intended for me to.I’m about to turn the corner when I bump into someone, I almost groan in frustration when I see that it’s Cassie.“I’m sorry, didn’t see you coming” I apologize quickly and start to leave when she grabs my hand.“You shouldn’t apologize, I didn’t see you coming either”. I smile and thugs on her hand but she hold on tighter.“I was looking for you anyway, come with me”I’m about to protest but she just drags me along and I follow.
I lean on the door immediately I close it. Tears drops from my eye as I muffles a sob with my palm.The truth was, Carrie was very much alive and was madly in love with him but I couldn’t say that for both our sake.At the end of the day I was just going to hurt him, that is all I was capable of and even his love for me wouldn’t be enough for the both of us, or even enough to keep me alive and by his side.Our story was bound to be a painful one.I’m removing my shirt when my door suddenly burst open and an excited Cassie walks into the room. I immediately button up and turned to her.“You should have knocked” I say, my voice stern and cracked from crying.She giggles and that had to be the most annoying sound I ever had to hear in my entire life. “The entire family is having dinner and I want you to come with me” her voice is chirpy like she has had one too many drinks.I deadpan “It&rs
My heart is still skipping from seeing Carrie but it has nothing on my anger with the man in front of me. He glares at me but says nothing as I take the seat in front of me.It takes everything to plaster a smile on my face and act casually like he’s not the reason Carrie is not in my arms or why she felt the need to avenge the wrong he did to her.“It’s not everyday I get to see you walk into my office without your father making you come” Mr. Zaverelli said, his eyes creasing with a hint of amusement.“It’s not everyday that my brother’s wife hosts a boat cruise in honour of her ruined birthday” I retort, my vein already pulsing and itching for a fight.“I’m not sure it counts since you ruined the birthday party yourself” he mused, becoming more comfortable on his seat as he regarded me with cold, unfeeling eyes and I knew just why. The presentation I’d done was exactly the reason I&
There’s a loud knock on my door that pulls me out of a deep sleep and I’m about to ignore it and go back when I remember where I am. Springing out of bed I immediately open the door to see one of the serving men.“Mr. Zaverelli wants to see you in his office immediately” he said, his voice gruff like he didn’t want to be here, well that made two of us.I close the door and rush to my bathroom to make sure I was properly dressed and nothing was going to give me away. This was my own father so I couldn’t make any mistakes with him.Pushing my hair to the side, I make sure I have no resemblance whatsoever to Carrie. My contact lens were on hiding my real eye color away from anyone.I was out the door when I suddenly turned back and entered the bathroom. I grabbed the small gun I had hidden under the sink and slipped it into the band of my pants before covering it with my shirt. It never hurt to be prepared.With a d
I immediately know that Carrie is not with me when I wake up. I remember that she told me she was heading to the bathroom and relax, I hate not waking up with her in my arms but she’ll always come back to me.These past days has been the best I could ever hope for and I have her to thank for it. Deciding to just meet her instead of waiting all day in bed, I get up and go to the kitchen to get started on breakfast.I’m whistling as I get started on her waffles, pretty sure the aroma was going to bring her straight to the kitchen.It was Jenny who came running first “Daddy!” she yelled as she sat at the table, still rubbing her eyes from sleep.“Did you sleep well honey?” I asked her, flipping the eggs on fire before turning to her. She nodded, a tooth grin on her face as I took another glance at the door.“Looking for mummy?” She teased, a soft chuckle falling from her lips “I haven’t seen