LOGINNicole pov
I didn't look back nor did I stop running… If he was behind me…I know I'm definitely no match for him …but ..still,I kept running. When I dared to look back,I realized that he wasn't running after me. That makes me look stupid to myself. I slowed down and started to walk briskly out of the hotel… I rubbed my chest trying to calm down. It's fine, I said to myself. Everything will be fine. I made a mistake getting drunk and getting involved in a one night stand…. But, it's not the end of the world. I was grateful and comforting when I thought I won't have to face him again. When I got home..I quickly made myself breakfast and headed to the company which I worked for. Getting to the entrance of the building,my phone rang. I smiled seeing it was my mother. I slowly picked up. “Hello, Mom.” “Oh my princess,I hope you haven't forgotten that tonight is your uncle's Anderson birthday. He's hosting a banquet at De paradise ,you will be there, right?” “No, mom.I don't want to go.” If I went to that party,I would definitely run into my father and my stepmom and I really wasn't in the mood to put up with them tonight. “C’mon, Nicole. Your uncle Anderson and wife have been good and very kind to us. The least we can do is to honor their invitation.” My mom persuaded me. I exhaled. Let me tell you a little why I don't like my dad. When I was eight years old, my father cheated on my mother with our maid and practically abandoned her. If it hadn't been for my uncle Anderson,my life would have been so unbearable. “Fine. I'll go.” “And try not to make trouble with your father.” She warned. “if he doesn't cause me any trouble…I won't”. And with that,I hung up. I could still remember vividly years ago,my mother knelt down begging my father not to file for a divorce. She told him she would forgive his affair…his unfaithfulness but he cast her aside. He didn't only divorce my mother but took everything from her. After that, life was very hard for the two of us. I can't bring myself to ever forgive my dad for hurting us like that. I walked into the company just in time and sat on my desk. My colleague, Nora Tommy walked up to me. “You look different today, Nicole?” I frowned.”Different?How?” “ you've been sulking and dull since Desmond broke up with you, but today….you don't look sad at all.” Nora and I are pretty close. I signed “well maybe it's because I had a really crazy night. You won't believe I spent two hundred dollars on a prostitute to comfort my wounded heart.” I said, laughing. “You don't say.” She snickered. She actually thinks I'm joking. Well, we offen make all kinds of jokes,so I'm not surprised. We've had few people thinking that whe have rich experience which dealing with men when in fact….. we're conservative as hell. That why I'm really furious about last night. That was so not me. “The new boss is resuming today.” She announced. . I shrugged. “I heard he's the heir to prime Group. His father is a senior official of the government and his mother is the president at the companyny's headquarters. Right now….most of the ladies in the company are dying to meet him… I'm sure he's so handsome.” I rolled my eyes. I can only hoped he's not one of those proud,rude and pompous heirs. I can't even imagine working for an asshole as a boss. My supervisor, Ethan came over. “We have a meeting at the conference hall now!” He announced and started walking away. I quickly took my notepad and followed suit. I walked into the room to find everyone seated so I sat at a corner quietly. My mind trailed off to the early hours of the morning… he was so handsome.i found myself smiling… I thought about the pissed off expression on his face when I placed the 200 Dollars on the bed. I placed my hand over my mouth and laughed. Maybe I've gone too far.. But then I just couldn't stand the look of disgust he gave to me and more so,he was going to send me away as a prostitute. That would have been so demeanding . A round of applause startled me and I snapped out of my reverie. A man in navy blue suit walked into the conference hall. My jaw dropped when his face registered in my retina. Why…. Why is he here? Something's wrong with my eyes…. something's definitely wrong with my eyes! I rubbed my eyes with my thumbs…I closed and opened them again but it was still him. Then man who I had One night stand with! The man who I actually paid 200 dollars! Oh my God! Where will I run to this time!?The Photograph She HidNicole's POVThe message stayed on my screen.Now they know you're looking.I read it again.Then again.My fingers had gone cold."Nicole."Raphael's voice came from behind me.I didn't answer.He stepped closer."Show me."I turned the phone toward him.His eyes moved over the message.His expression changed immediately."Who sent this?""I don't know.""When did you get it?""Just now."He took my phone from my hand and examined the number."Have you received anything from this number before?""Yes."His jaw tightened."How many times?""Twice.""Why didn't you tell me?"I pulled the phone from his hand."Because I didn't know you'd do anything except tell me to stay somewhere safe.""That's exactly what I'm going to tell you now.""I'm not going anywhere.""Nicole....""No."I turned toward Clara.She was still standing beside the cabinet.Her eyes were fixed on me.She looked frightened.Or at least, she looked like she was."Someone broke into your house,"
Someone UpstairsNicole's POVClara's fingers tightened around mine."Don't move."I stared at her.The footsteps came again.Slow.Measured.Someone was walking across the floor above us.My heart slammed against my ribs.Raphael appeared at the bottom of the stairs.His eyes moved from Clara to me.Then toward the ceiling.He didn't ask what happened.He already knew."Stay behind me."I almost laughed."That's getting old."His eyes flicked toward mine."This isn't the time."Another footstep sounded above us.Closer to the staircase.Clara's hand slipped from mine."There's no one supposed to be here."Raphael's expression hardened."Apparently someone didn't get that message."He reached beneath his jacket.The sight of his hand disappearing inside it made my stomach tighten.I followed him up the first step.He turned."Nicole.""I'm coming.""Stay downstairs.""No."His jaw tightened.I stepped around him."You don't get to decide what I see anymore."His eyes held mine for a
The Woman Who Knew Nicole's POV "My mother?" The word barely left my mouth. Raphael didn't answer. He stood across from me, his face unreadable, while Joy stared at the floor as though the answer had been carved into it. I waited. Nothing. My chest tightened. "You said the last person who opened that box disappeared." Raphael's jaw shifted. "Yes." "My mother is alive." "I know." The answer came quietly. Too quietly. I stepped closer. "Then don't say things like that." "I wasn't talking about your mother." I stopped. "Then who?" Raphael looked at Joy. She shook her head. "Not tonight." I laughed once. It came out empty. "Of course." I bent down and picked up the note from the floor. My father's handwriting stared back at me. If Nicole ever finds the key, don't let her open the box alone. I folded the paper. My fingers wouldn't stop shaking. "I want to go home." Raphael's expression hardened. "No." I looked at him. "That wasn't a question." "Someone
The Things He Never Told MeMy ears were still ringing.For a few seconds, I couldn't hear anything except a high-pitched whine that seemed to come from somewhere inside my skull.I pushed myself up on trembling hands.Glass covered the porch.Tiny pieces glittered across the floor in the morning light."Nicole."Raphael's voice sounded distant.I looked up.He was crouched in front of me.His hands were on my shoulders.His eyes moved over my face, searching."Are you hurt?"I opened my mouth.Nothing came out.He touched the side of my head."Nicole.""I'm fine."My voice barely sounded like mine.Raphael's gaze dropped to my hands.There was a thin cut across my palm.Blood had begun to gather along the line.His jaw tightened."You're bleeding."I looked down."I didn't feel it.""That's because you're still in shock."He reached for my hand.I pulled it away.His eyes lifted to mine.For a moment, neither of us spoke.Then I stood.My knees nearly buckled.Raphael caught my elbow
The Photograph in the GardenNicole's POV"What?"Joy didn't answer.Her fingers tightened around my wrist.Not enough to hurt.... but,Enough to stop me from moving.I looked at her face.She wasn't watching Raphael anymore.She was watching the garden.More specifically...The old tree at the far end.My stomach tightened."What is it?"Joy swallowed."I know that tree."I frowned."What?""The tree."Her voice had changed.It wasn't fear anymore.It was recognition.She released my wrist and walked toward the window.I followed.Raphael stood several feet outside, scanning the garden.His right hand remained beneath his jacket.Every movement was controlled.Careful.He looked toward the fence.Then the flowerpot.Then the trees.Nothing.No one.Joy pressed her palm against the glass."I've seen that tree before."I stared at her."Where?"She didn't answer immediately.Her eyes remained fixed on the branches.Then she whispered,"When you were little."Something inside my chest shi
The Things He Never Told MeNicole's POVThe car disappeared around the corner.I kept staring at the empty stretch of road long after the sound of its engine faded.Nobody spoke.The curtain slipped from Joy's fingers.She let it fall.Raphael remained beside the window, his eyes fixed on the place where the car had vanished.His jaw was tight.His shoulders were rigid.He looked like someone waiting for a second attack.I hated that.I hated how easily fear seemed to find everyone except me.Or maybe it found me too.Maybe I'd simply become too used to it."Who was that?"My voice sounded smaller than I wanted.Raphael turned."I don't know."I almost laughed."That's becoming your favorite answer."His expression tightened."Nicole.""No."I stepped away from the window."You don't get to do that.""Do what?""Say my name like it makes everything okay."He went quiet.I looked at Joy."Who are they?"Joy's fingers twisted together."I don't know."I stared at her."You do."She sho
Nicole’s POVThe hallway felt longer on the way out.Or maybe it was just me….walking too fast in heels that suddenly sounded too loud, too sharp, like they were announcing everything I didn’t want anyone to notice.I kept my face straight.Chin up. Eyes forward.Like I hadn’t just stood in that off
Nicole’s POV The room didn’t just go quiet. Like every breath, every whisper, every curious glance had been suspended midair the second Raphael spoke. “What seems to be the issue here?” His voice wasn’t loud. But it was enough for everyone to hear. Clara moved first. Her entire posture soften
NICOLE POV By noon, the office no longer felt cold.It felt… watched.Not in an obvious way.butLike every glance lasted half a second too long.Like every whisper stopped just before I looked up.I kept my eyes on my screen, fingers moving across the keyboard with practiced precision.Numbers,Repor
RAPHAEL POV The door slammed harder than necessary. I let out a slow breath, fingers still resting on the steering wheel as I watched her storm into the building without looking back. Was I surprised about tonight!!? Yes , because I never expected the turn out of events. If anyone has to







