Chapter 2

Daniel had dreaded this appointment all week. As he drove through the small town and up through the country roads to the house, he mentally went over every room. He'd spent all week taking away any trace of the two together in the house but he felt like he was forgetting something. As he drove up to the front door, he found Charlotte waiting there for him, she looked beautiful and his heart leapt. As much as he wanted to spend every moment he had with Charlotte, he wanted this over and done with.

What if she doesn't want it? What if something brings back her memories?

Daniel's thoughts kept circling in his head, but pushing them aside he figured he would just show her around, keep his fingers crossed and hurry it up. It seemed to have worked because Charlotte wanted to buy it. A few times thereDaniels had thought she'd remembered but she seemed to keep going a big smile radiating across her face.

Daniel left there feeling lighter and happy, and he decided going back to his new apartment get ready and go out to celebrate the only way he knew how, alcohol, music and enough sex he’ll forget his name. Being the heir to a billion-pound legacy meant he could do pretty much anything he liked.

Sitting in the VIP section of Club Tiger, surrounded by beautiful women and other stinking rich men, Daniel took in his surroundings, the decor wasn't the best but it had plush sofas dotted about the club and the odd table, the dark velvet drapes covering the cold brick walls. The vast room filled with hot sweaty bodies, gyrating against each other in their drunken state, almost somewhat erotic. The long bar stretching down the right-hand side of the club, with people queuing and shoving tryingbartender’s eyes. A massive DJ booth in the centre of the room taking full charge of the club, playing and mixing the latest music, the guy getting everyone motivated to keep dancing and sing along. The V.I.P section had black leather sofas and red drapes across the walls and the privacy of a private bar filled with the most expensive champagne. Even the bouncer standing by a rope guarding the V.I.P entrance guarded it as though his life depended on it. Daniel called to the barman for more drinks for everyone and after having several rounds of Tequila, Sambuca and Jaeger shots as well as the several pints of lager from earlier, he was well and truly drunk. Two girls were clawing at his sides begging him to take them back to his bed.

Deciding it was a great idea, he stumbled to his feet with them both hanging from his arms and grabbed a taxi outside. The whole way back to his apartment both girls were all over him, the petite, busty redhead had undone his flies and was starting to rub her hands up and down his huge length while the other blonde spitfire let him slide his hands roughly between her legs cupping her folds and rubbing her clit with his fingers. Daniel hadn't realised the taxi was about to stop to let them out. Pulling his hand from the blonde and pushing the redhead away he slid out of the taxi dragging the two girls giggling behind him. When he reached his front door it was slightly open, Daniel stopped and his adrenaline kicked in. "shut up you two! And stay there" he growled at the girls not wanting to alarm them or whoever was in his apartment. Slowly opening the door.

Daniel crept into the kitchen and on the island in the middle of the room was some flowers and a note, dismissing it he walked through rest of the giant apartment finding nothing missing and nothing unfamiliar. Walking back to the door he beckoned the girls in telling them to wait in the front room while he got them a cab.Well, that put a dampener on the evening!Daniel thought to himself, calling the taxi firm to get the girls home and having to put up with the moans and whimpers of disappointment as they got in the cab was nothing compared to what he read on that note.

Congratulations on getting her back! Enjoy it whilst it lasts because this time she'll be gone for good!

"Charlotte!" Daniel shouted, causing the scarce kitchen to echo his voice almost to make fun of him as he ran out of the door and headed for her house, only to realise she hadn't moved into the house yet and he had no idea where she would be. Daniel took a breath to calm himself and went back to his apartment deciding he'll go find her tomorrow and it was just someone trying to wind him up. Getting back to his apartment, he walked down the hallway into his spacious, open planned living room, collapsed on his large monochrome, 6 seater sofa and stared out of the wall of glass that had a spectacular view, Daniel would stand out on the balcony overlooking the fields and rivers of the countryside and it would always calm him, but tonight he didn’t want to know, grabbing a drink of water from the kitchen, he headed off to his bedroom with the note in hand. Daniel read and re-read the note.

Who had written it and why now? 

Why wait until Charlotte was awake and back in his life to start threatening him? 

Why didn't they rear their ugly head when he was going through hell and back trying to find them?

He had so many questions running through his head that he spent until the late hours of the morning awake. Finally, the copious amounts of alcohol and lack of sleep hit him, fully clothed with the note clutched in his hand, Daniel fell into a fitful, unrelenting sleep.