Rosalie Did I choose wrong? Am I stupid for saying yes to him again? That's all I could think of this past week. I kept asking myself these questions repeatedly until I finally gave in. I told myself I was thinking.I told myself it was what I had to do to erase my earlier mistake. In the same way, I told myself that signing that damn contract was the only way to keep my family safe and also earn more money. When I was just agreeing to become a married rich man's whore.And now here I am. "So which is it gonna be?" Anna asks showing me two different gowns. I had gotten them earlier this month after Nicholas sent me the money I asked for in the agreement. He even sent more than we agreed. I decided to spoil myself for once and go shopping.I smiled to myself when I thought of the money I had been saving for the house. I'm so close to getting the complete amount. Pride swells in my chest, it may have taken almost two years to come up with that money -- despite all the expenses from

Nicholas I do not like to be threatened. That's one thing I detest more than anything. Threatening me only irritates me, but being threatened by a faceless nobody who chooses to hide behind their phone... just annoys me more.After Rosalie and I had dinner, I still find it surprising how we were able to finish that very awkward and quiet dinner. If not for the random thank you's I got from Rosalie after I helped her refill her glass of wine or I passed her something that was far away.I parked in front of her house and I noticed her lights were on. Is she living with someone? A guy? I try not to think too much about it and focus on the fact that she agreed to give me another chance. "Thank you for giving me a ride home.""It's nothing. I'm glad we could do this." I tell her, "And thank you for sparing me some of your time."She chuckled, "You're welcome. I uh, I have to go." She points at her door and then unbuckles her seat belt."Yeah, sure." I rush out of the car and speed wal

Rosalie “I didn’t think you’d ever say yes,” Zane says, snapping me out of my thoughts. What’s wrong with me? From the moment we sat down, all I’ve done is think about Nicholas.I was surprised when he asked for another chance to earn my forgiveness. At first, I was convinced he only felt bad because I'm good at my job. The way he acted when he first heard about me going on a date surprised me, but he was quiet the rest of the day. Perhaps he was just caught off-guard, and he didn’t care nearly as much as I thought he did. That should make me feel far more relieved than it does, and it should not be filling me with dull disappointment.Zane picked me up at the office, and I was so certain Nicholas would do or say something, but he didn’t. Instead, he merely glanced at us from his office before refocusing on his work, as though he couldn’t care less.“Why wouldn’t I?”Zane smirks and leans in. “You don’t know what everyone in the media business calls you, do you?”I chuckle and rest my

Rosalie I smile as I lean back in my desk chair and scroll through the photos I took with Grams. I’ve been going to see her every other day after work, and she seems to be doing so much better. Her new nurses are kind and incredibly professional, going as far as sending me hourly updates about her. It’s such a relief to know that she’s in good hands. I owe it all to Nicholas and his team. He provided a team of nurses to take care of Gram. We've been spending as much time as we can together, and he always makes sure to ask about her. Apparently, he and Grams seem to have talked the day he crashed my date. I wonder how he was able to know all those things about me. Well, apart from the sudoku part. Anyone can tell that. He told me he called Grams and told her how he felt about me. She told him about my hobbies. And now because of Grams, he knows I refer to him as the Devil himself.I smirk and bite down on my lip as my thoughts turn to him. He truly seems to be trying his best to b

Rosalie As I made my way home from Grams' place, my mind was filled with a whirlwind of emotions. I couldn't help but feel both happy and conflicted about my feelings for Nicholas. The guilt weighed heavily on my heart because he was married, but at the same time, thinking of being with him brought me so much happiness. I decided not to tell Grams about Nicholas, knowing she would ask if he and I were dating. I didn't have the heart to tell her the truth, afraid of disappointing her. I didn't want her to see me as a homewrecker and a disappointment. So, I brushed it off and assured her that we were just good friends.As I approached my front door, something felt off. It was unlocked, which was unusual. But I didn't think much of it and stepped inside. That's when everything turned into a nightmare. After stepped in and locked the door behind me, out of nowhere, I was struck from behind, and the world went dark brieflyWhen I regained consciousness, I found myself on the floor and