Novels by Amber Rose

MONICA.There’s nothing left to gather in that apartment. Everything has been destroyed. The only thing left are the clothes on my back, and even then it feels like too much.I never thought I would get kicked out of a shitty apartment in complete shame, but here I am, walking out with time slowed down to a painful degree. Every look. Every whisper. Every scowl aimed at my direction. I feel them all.“I can’t believe she refused that,” Roman was ranting as he helps me into his car and drives away. “Well, it wasn’t a good place anyway. You could do much better. It’s not great that you got breached that easily. I mean, she hardly knew me and she let me in.”He’s right. I didn’t think about that before. Deborah let him in, even though I’m pretty sure he’s never been there before.“It doesn’t matter,” I say, trying to sound strong. “There are other places out here. I guess the apartment gift is more appropriate now.”Roman doesn’t say anything. I can see the guilt in his eyes, but he does

MONICA.Everyone is looking at us now. We’re both drenched in coffee, but seeing Roman made me realize why I wasn’t enthusiastic about the visit from August.I resent Roman for being gone so long. For not even texting me back.Is it crazy? Yes. He’s not my boyfriend. We’ve known each other for a month at this point. The attachment I feel for him isn’t healthy, and I completely acknowledge that.But for now, I’m angry.And it seems that so is he.His hand clenches at his sides. The coffee is making dark brown clouds on his crisp blue shirt. Granted, it’s also staining my tank top. I can feel my nipples getting hard from the cold, and his eyes are drifting towards them.Something hard starts to nudge against my abdomen. I look down and notice that his pants are protruding in the front.He’s hard.“You might want to take care of that,” I murmur, pushing past him.But I only manage to through the door before he catches me, his hand around my arm. He’s not even bothering to hide his massiv

ROMAN.“Get out of my fucking way,” I growl, pushing Hyden to the side.Even though he nearly slides out of this wheelchair, he still finds the gall to smile. I can’t help it. Something inside me snaps. I grab him by the collar and slap him so hard across the face that his lower lip starts to bleed.August is horrified. “Roman!”“This is all your fault,” I murmur, gearing for more, but August himself holds me back.That’s the only time I let Hyden go. I don’t care if he has to crawl back to his chair with his useless little legs. I walk away, with the full purpose of heading to Black Rush city and making sure Cassandra knows not to cross me again.But then, Hyden speaks, his voice slurred as he blinks away the effect of my slap. “She’s not in the city. She’s staying here, at the Capital Lakeside Inn.”He doesn’t need to tell me twice. I don’t know how I managed to get to the Inn as fast as I did, especially with August, but somehow I end at the front desk.Wrestling the doorman on his

MONICA.“Which one of you did it?”Andy is shaking as she paces in front of us in her office, all the girls who work for her, the waiters, the bar staff… everyone.All the clients have been told to leave. Elvira had to be rushed out to the hospital in a taxi, because Andy didn’t want any of the clients to be put off. She just said that there was a gas leak that needed to be taken care of. August was promptly kicked out as well. The police wasn’t called.“Who hurt Elvira?” Andy demands, stopping in front of her desk to drink whiskey straight of the bottle. “Her fucking tongue was snipped. She was choking on her own blood. Who the fuck would hurt her?”Silence. I’m just looking at my lap, twisting my fingers.I’m still shaken. I don’t think I’ve said a word since I found the body. I just rushed back to find Andy and point at Elvira.I have to admit, I thought she was dead. There was blood all over the place, and she wasn’t moving. The workplace nurse said that she had a bump on the back

MONICA.“Is there a place where we can talk in private?” the man named August asks Andy, gesturing around with a small smile. “It’s quite crowded in here. And please don’t worry, I’ll compensate you for your troubles.”“You can use my office,” Andy volunteers immediately.August smiles. “Thank you.”“Right this way,” she leads, pointing to the hallway to her left, an area none of the girls have ever dared to tread.Since I’m basically topless, I dip really quick into the lounge to get my coat. Wrapping it around myself, I follow Andy and August to the office.Just as I’m about to get in, Andy squeezes my arm excitedly. “You really lucked out with that gentleman. Don’t forget me when he finally takes you out of this life.”“What?” is all I can say. She rolls her eyes, annoyed, but I can’t help it. I’m still dazed.She just pushes me inside the office and closes the door behind me. August is already sitting in one of the leather couches, looking around the room politely. The decor in th

MONICA.“At least let us come with you to the station.”Both Jackie and Trent have been volunteering to come with me to the police station, but today, I decided to go alone.But I find myself starting to regret that decision as I sit in line, enduring the interested glances from the male officers. I’m just wearing baggy jeans and a loose shirt, with no makeup on. I don’t know why they’re looking.Do they recognize me? Did any of these men become my clients at some point?I wish there’s a woman working here, but sadly, they’re all male. Even the officer I’m staying in line for, who’s supposed to be working on female-centric cases.“Next.”I’m so lost in my thoughts that I don’t even realize I’m next. I move over to the officer, who gestures me to sit.“Good morning,” I greet him, subtly reading the name tag on his front pocket.Officer J. Brady. He’s an older man, probably around his forties, with silver hair already popping in his beard.He hands me some papers. “I’m Jonathan Brady. Y