Novel-novel oleh rolandmarigold27

STACYThe drive home is painfully quiet.I sit beside Josh, staring out the window while everything that happened at the warehouse keeps replaying in my mind. The documents. The men. The way they said my name as if they already knew exactly who I was.And Josh knows something.I can feel it.He keeps his eyes fixed on the road, his hands tight around the steering wheel. There's a tension in his expression that makes it obvious he is holding something back.I finally turn toward him.“Josh, is there something you're not telling me?”His jaw tightens slightly that I almost missed it.“What do you mean?”“You know exactly what I mean, Josh,” I say angrily. “You’ve been avoiding my questions and telling me not to trust anyone, but what about you? You haven’t been completely honest with me, and I know it.”Josh remains silent for several seconds before letting out a slow breath.“I think my family may be connected to your Father's death."My heart sinks.“What?”He sighs.“I don't know if

STACYThe warehouse is farther from the city than I expect.After a lot of convincing, Josh finally agrees to take me to the warehouse, but he said on one condition.“If something at any point feels off, we leave. No arguing, no questions. We get out of there. Deal?”I sigh before giving a nod. “Deal.”He gives me a serious look for another second before finally agreeing.After another twenty minutes of driving Josh finally parks the car in front of an abandoned building surrounded by trees.The windows are covered in dust, and weeds have grown around the walls. A rusted metal door hangs slightly open.I stare at it.“This is it?”“Yes.”I look back at the warehouse.A strange feeling settles in my stomach. Josh gets out of the car, and I follow him.“I still don't think this is a good idea.”I let out an exasperated sigh. “I know, Josh. But I'm still going in. I need to know what happened to my dad.”He looks at me for a moment, clearly unhappy with my answer, before shaking his hea

STACYThe moment I step through the front door, a strange feeling settles over me.I decided to come here by myself leaving Elena at the office to go through the footage with security to find whoever stole the documents.Even though she insisted on following me I told her to stay back because I felt this is something I need to do on my own.Everything looks smaller than I remember.The walls are the same. The faded curtains are still hanging by the windows, and the old wooden table is still sitting in the corner of the living room.For a moment, I can almost hear my father's voice. When we sit on the coach talking about whatever movie we were watching.I remember sitting at that table with him when I was younger, telling him about my day and him listening to me, giving me his full attention.I remember the way I used to laugh at his jokes and funny dances anytime he cooks in the kitchen.I remember the last time I saw him. Lying in the pool of his own blood.My chest tightens.I try t

STACYI could feel my face heat up at his words.For a moment, I can only stare at him.*You’re the only one I want.*My heart pounds so hard that I’m almost convinced he can hear it.I try to look away, but Josh reaches up and gently takes my chin, turning my face back toward him.His eyes hold mine for a moment before dropping to my lips.I swallow.He leans closer, and I feel my breath catch. His face is only inches from mine when—“Stacy! Josh! Come down for dinner!”My mother’s voice cuts through the silence.I jerk away from him.“Shit.” he mumbles.I push past Josh and hurry toward the stairs without looking back. I hear him chuckle behind me, but I don't stop.I rush into my room, close the door, and lean against it, pressing a hand against my chest.“What the fuck is wrong with me?”Mum almost caught us.The thought makes my stomach twist.I push myself away from the door and pace across the room.Why am I letting Josh get under my skin so much?I barely have time to think ab

STACYI wake up the next morning lying on my bed with Josh’s words from last night still running through my mind.What did he mean? Who is he talking about? My mother? Or someone else?I press my fingers against my temples, trying to push the thoughts away.But what bothers me even more is how Josh acted last night.Why was he so cold towards me? He's never spoken to me like that before. And why the hell does his behavior bother me more than what he actually told me?I get up from the bed, pushing the thoughts aside to get ready for school. I refuse to spend the entire morning wondering why he was so cold last night.After getting ready, I step out of the mansion, only to see Josh standing beside his car.His eyes meet mine.“I can give you a ride to school,” he says.“No thanks.”I walk past him toward the gates. A moment later, I hear his footsteps hurrying after me.“Stacy.”I keep walking.“Stacy, please. Just let me give you a ride to school. Please.”Something in his voice makes

JOSHI storm into the mansion, slamming the front door shut behind me.I head straight upstairs, my footsteps heavy against the floor. I reach my father’s office and slam the door open.My father sits behind his desk, his attention fixed on the documents in front of him. He doesn't even look up.My hands curl into tight fists at my sides. My jaw locks as the anger inside me burns hotter with every second I look at him.I storm toward the desk, move around it, and grab him by the front of his shirt.He finally looks up at me.I pull him to his feet and drive my fist into his face.His head jerks to the side, and he stumbles backward into his chair.I stand over him, breathing hard, my fists still clenched.“You fucking bastard. You lied to me. Where is Adrian?”He keeps looking at me, his fist clenched at his side.“How dare you hit me, Josh?” He snaps.“I’ll hit you again if you don’t tell me where Adrian is right now.”He stares at me for a moment before letting out a slow breath.“I