Grace's Pov I blinked at her, unsure whether to nod or shake my head.“Yeah,” I said slowly. “How do you know that?” I asked.She smiled sweetly, politely at me. “Oh, everyone in his house knows who you are. Nice to meet you,” “In this house?” I crossed my arms in front of me. “And you? Who exactly are you?” Her smile deepened. “Let’s just say I have been around longer than you and I know the way things work here. Who to trust, who not to. What to ask, what not to.” She tilted her head slightly, studying me. “You are still figuring that out.” I didn’t like how easily she figured me out.“You still didn’t answer my question,” I said, keeping my tone even. “Who are you to them? A wife? A girlfriend?” She sat not too far from me and dipped her leg in the pool.“To Silvano?” she asked, one brow lifting and I nodded.She chuckled, “No, I am neither. I am a hacker. I track, hack, find. Just name it. I do everything involving electronics. I am surprised you don't know me. They should
Grace's povThe soft glow of morning light filtered through the curtains when I opened my eyes. I looked around and remembered that I had slept off in the bathroom. My neck ached from the odd angle I had slept in, and the now-cold water was still around my body.I sat up slowly.Had someone really been in here last night? I thought I felt someone in here.Or was I just imagining things? Maybe it is exhaustion and fear playing tricks on my mind.I stepped out of the bathtub and walked to the towel hanging on the door.I wrapped myself in a towel and padded back into the bedroom. My legs felt like lead and my head was still foggy. I needed coffee.I dressed in something soft and simple, a short and a top, I tied my hair up, and left my room, heading straight for the kitchen to make coffee. The house was quiet, just like last night. I wonder where they all are. A house full of men is not usually quiet but I have to remind myself that these men are not like other men.As I neared the k
Grace's Pov I joined Silvano back at the reception where he was on a call basking orders while standing by a corner. I sat down on the seat and waited for him to finish his call and for Giovanni to be done.I want to confirm what Adrian told me but I held my tongue. I was pissed at him. He yelled at me and made me look more shitty than I looked. He implied that I wasn't mature, and now, I am going to prove it by giving him the silent treatment. I was going to ignore him like he wasn't around me. Yes. That is what I am going to do.He turned, about to pace, when his eyes landed on me, and he held my gaze. I removed my eyes from him and looked at the ground. I heard him end the call with the person he was talking with and walk over to me. “How was the examination? Are you alright?” He asked, and I opened my mouth to reply when I remembered that I was giving him the silent treatment and I closed it back. I didn't respond. He paused in front of me, probably waiting for an answer
Grace's povMy brain stalled and completely blanked out.Out of all the people in this damn city, out of all the hospitals in this city, I had to land in a room with him.Dr. Adrian Cole.Holy sh*t,” I muttered under my breath.The same Adrian I had done rotations with a few times two years ago. The one who flirted with every breathing female in scrubs. The one who almost got suspended for being too friendly with a senior nurse in the on-call room.I heard they were almost caught in the act. He was a walking manwhore who didn't give a damn about anyone but his ego and himself.I never forgot his face, I don't think anyone who has eyes can forget his face. He was handsome, even though I hate to admit it. He knew he was handsome and used it to land every female he was interested in to bed. I had sworn never to work with someone like him because of his ego and flirty attitude.And here he was, standing in front of me with the same smug confidence he also carries around.“Grace Green,”
Grace's PovI turned my face to the window, pretending to watch the city blur past, but really, I just didn’t want him to see the sting in my eyes.I wasn't used to being yelled at. Especially by someone other than my Mum. It was usually over something I was supposed to do and it has been years since she did that, not when I have grown. I wasn't used to feeling like this. Especially after I just managed to escape death.How would Mum, Sophie, and Noah take the news? What would become of them? I tried not to think too much about it but he isn't making it easy for me not to. He was angry, I know. But he shouldn't take it out on me. Was he worried? I don't know. But still, the way he barked those words like it wasn’t out of care but out of control.“Grace,” he said after a moment of silence but I didn't turn or answer him.I didn't want to turn because I might say something I couldn't take back or worse, I could cry.He didn't say anything else and the ride to the hospital was a quiet
Grace's Pov My ears rang like a siren trapped in my skull. I blinked against the smoke, trying to force my eyes to focus to see anything but I couldn't.“Giovanni?” I croaked, coughing as smoke clawed its way down my throat.I pushed myself up on trembling arms, my knees scraping against the rough pavement. My dress was torn at the side and there was a sharp pain slicing across my shin. I couldn't check, I just wanted to find Giovanni.“Giovanni!” I called louder, my voice hoarse from the smoke.I blinked away, trying to see, but everything was a blur. I tried harder this time as the smoke was clearing and then I saw him.He was a few feet ahead of me, sprawled on the ground and he wasn't moving. My heart plummeted.No. No, no, no.I scrambled toward him, ignoring the pain shooting through my legs. I grabbed his shoulders and shook him. “Giovanni! Please—”He groaned before I could complete my sentence.Relief crashed into me so hard I almost collapsed on top of him. His forehead w