DAHLIA
The police had arrived fast and although I had wanted to pull Zara into my lap, I realised I had possibly already tampered with a crime scene. Trying to remain calm, I had stared at Zara’s face, tears streaming down my cheeks. What had happened? The message… This wasn’t to do with the message right?
The police had begun questioning me. They knew who I was and spoke calmly. I showed them the message and they instantly went for Zara’s phone in hopes for answers. The rest was a blur. I told them what I touched since coming here and then I went to the police station for some more questioning. I wasn’t sure if they suspected me but I didn’t care, I wanted Zara’s killer found.
I rang Dane wanting to tell him what happened. In all honesty, I just wanted his support, I was unravelling and I felt that my entire life was slipping from my grasp. I couldn't control anything, something bad kept on happening. It rang once before it was answered.
"Dane!" I sa
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DANE Zara’s death had shaken Dahlia and although she tried to keep it together, she broke down often. Something she would have refused herself if I didn’t encourage her to let her pain out. Something about this time made us even closer, and although I wanted to fuck her every time I laid my eyes out on her, she wasn’t in the right frame of mind yet. With so much going on, I was glad I told her I loved her. I had seen light return to her grey eyes, even if it was fleeting. Zara’s house had been kept locked off for two weeks and her parents had wanted nothing to do with her. Apparently, they blamed Zara for her own death, something that had really angered Dahlia. Dahlia had a habit of taking everything in her stride and just dealing with it silently. I knew her fear of losing everyone she loved had affected her but I also needed her to stop taking everything wordlessly and keeping it bottled aside. I feared she was going to have a
DAHLIA I looked at the boxes of Zara’s belongings that now sat on my living room table. Her parents hadn't wanted anything to do with it, and although I myself couldn't bear to go back to the apartment, I had sent my staff to gather her things and bring them to me. It had been hard since Zara’s death; I still can’t believe she’s gone. I wish we’d had more time together. I took a deep breath, trying to calm the emotions that filled me. These last few weeks had made me reflect a lot on life. Zara always said to live without regret, where as I tried to live to make others proud. I took out the picture frame of Zara and me at Disney land with Aria and hugged it to my chest. Zara had always wanted me to face the world, telling me what Dane now told me. To be myself and those who truly cared would always remain. I looked at the picture again and traced my finger over the picture as my eyes filled with tears. What had I truly achieved i
DAHLIA It was later in the evening and I had just put Aria to bed, I felt rather uncomfortable leaving her home alone these days. Even with two of my most trusted security guards with her, along with Josephine, I felt slightly more at ease but not entirely. "Have a lovely time tonight. Don’t worry about Aria, I'm here." Josephine said as I silently slipped out of Aria’s bed. "Thank you, Josephine. If anything happens or she wakes up, just call me. I'm going to keep my phone on me." I said softly. "Of course." I left the room, closing the door behind me. The security guard gave me a small nod and I headed to my room. I had about an hour and a half to get ready, Dane had told me he was heading to his apartment for some more clothes. I entered my bedroom, my eyes instantly fell on the large black box and dress bag that sat on the bed. On top of the box was a single red rose and a card. My heart skipped a beat as I lifted the card.
DANE The moment she said she wore red… It had struck me, now looking her over, the shape of her body… With her angled jaw, the dimples in her cheeks and her tiny waist. It had been Dahlia. The woman I had danced with that night was Dahlia. I didn’t need any more confirmation. Something about that revelation made my heart leap with satisfaction and happiness. I had felt a connection with her from day one. The only difference was that Dahlia had been a lot more at ease with herself. Was it because she wore a mask? The Dahlia I knew was more refined and composed… Unable to control myself, I had kissed her with a hunger that needed to be fulfilled, one that only she could satiate. We were interrupted by her pathetic ex, one I truly wish I didn’t have to see, but then again, what better way to show him that she had moved on than by kissing her publicly? His face seemed to have lost all colour as he looked at the very woman he
DAHLIA I watched as Dane punched Warren in the face repeatedly. "Dane!" I said, as he knocked Warren to the ground, punching him across the face. Several men rushed over, trying to pull him off. "Whoa, whoa! Guys!" Adrien said, alarmed. "What happened?!" A woman asked me, and I shook my head as startled as her. "Probably your fault, right Dahlia?" Another woman chipped in snidely. I ignored her as I watched the men pull Dane off Warren. "What happened?!" Adrien asked looking panicked. "The police will deal with this." Dane said icily. Warren spat some blood out as he glared at Dane. "You wouldn’t risk that." He said, and I didn’t miss the flicker of fear in his eyes. "Oh I would, and I assure you I hold more power over them than you. I wouldn’t abuse my position, but threaten my woman and I’ll fucking destroy you." Dane spat venomously. Worry filled me. It wasn’t often that Dane swore, an
DAHLIA We had spent nearly an hour at the station whilst Dane talked with the officer. If he wasn’t a businessman, he would have made a fine detective. He demanded a female officer to handle the images, and the envelope was given for fingerprints, but he refused to leave the pictures with them. I had stayed silent, watching as he handled everything, and then I had given my two cents about Warren’s behaviour. After they said he would be arrested for blackmail, and that they would look into everything regarding the threats and messages I was receiving, we were finally told we could leave. "I'm sorry that the evening had to turn out like that." I said once we had entered the front door. "I think it turned out well, considering Warren will be arrested, although he seemed rather confident they won’t do anything to him." "You got to security first. Do you think he may have backup images and might still try to put them out?" "Maybe, but when
DANE It had been a week since that night. That perfect night that I won’t forget, and it was the first of many. I had to admit, since then, things have just gotten hotter. Every moment we got alone, that passion and desire fuelled by our love consumed us. I liked seeing Dahlia get more and more comfortable with me. In fact, she even told me to shut up... then apologised right after. I had to tell her that it was all good and I liked to see her be herself. On top of that, Warren had been arrested on charges of attempted blackmail, and with enough proof, I doubt he’d get out anytime soon. The power of the El Nazari far outshines Murdock’s influence. Furthermore, the police had found proof that he had ordered someone to tamper with my car brakes, not that that came as a surprise to me. Attempted murder also added to his crimes and that was enough to keep him locked up with no chance of parole or even bail. The Murdock’s lost what business footing they had
DAHLIA I sent Dane the message before I rang the doorbell to Elizabeth's apartment. I had found it very absurd that she had phoned to invite me over for tea, especially after I knew what she had tried to pull. She had told me she was planning a surprise for Dane so wanted my help, and not to mention it to him or anyone, as she didn’t want the surprise to be ruined. That had been the biggest alarm bell for me, so I had decided to text Dane exactly where I was headed. Thinking ahead, I had even brought along a voice recorder that I often used in meetings and could playback if needed. Perhaps I was overthinking this... But one thing I have learned recently is that you can never be too careful. The door opened to a smiling Elizabeth. She was dressed simply in black leggings and a tank top. "Come on in!" She said, greeting me with a hug. I stepped inside, a faint smile on my face. "Thank you for the invite, Elizabeth. I wasn’t expec