LOGINDaniela's POV
The woman that stood in front of me this time was different. She didn’t look remorseful anymore, much less, like someone who yearned for my forgiveness. Charlene was angry- for some reason- and her next words showed why. “I think I deserve an explanation.”
I looked around at the other waiters that had begun moving around, doing their work in the bar. I sighed and dropped my stuff. There was no need to make a scene, and I should’ve s
Daniela's POVThe woman that stood in front of me this time was different. She didn’t look remorseful anymore, much less, like someone who yearned for my forgiveness. Charlene was angry- for some reason- and her next words showed why. “I think I deserve an explanation.”I looked around at the other waiters that had begun moving around, doing their work in the bar. I sighed and dropped my stuff. There was no need to make a scene, and I should’ve seen this coming. I got out of the bar and headed to a booth in the corner. Hopefully, she’d be wise enough to follow me.She sat opposite me, putting her clasped hands on the table, as if to assert some dominance. Truthfully, I felt uncomfortable. Everything was still fresh in my mind, and I still hadn’t fully dealt with the emotions her betrayal had left me with.“I don’t think I owe you anything, Charlene,” I said matter-of-factly. “But tell me
Daniela’s POVI choked. Twice. Then it turned into a coughing fit.“Oh dear.” Bertha opened a bottle of water and passed it to me.I took a large gulp immediately, swallowing slowly. Why was everyone thinking about me and Alexander in the act of making babies? There couldn’t be anything more ridiculous.“Are you okay, sweet?”I swallowed the last bit, and exhaled, caressing my chest. “Yeah.” I put the bottle down. “I had a sore throat a couple of days ago,” I lied. “Still recovering.”She still looked concerned, but she nodded anyway.“And,” I continued, formulating another lie. What a fine fibster this man had turned me into. “We decided to wait it out. Having babies, you know. We’ve just had the opportunity to actually enjoy our marriage so…”That seemed to do the trick. “Makes sense, but about that&hell
Daniela’s POVThere weren’t many people at the restaurant since it was still morning. We usually got a crowd during rush hour, but it was almost nine, so clearly that had died down. I spotted Cole easily. He was wiping down the counter at the bar. With all his complaining about how doing his residency broke his back, he still managed to use some of his free time helping out here. His mother worked here, and he loved being around her, so I guess that could be his excuse.I wanted to give him a scare- I mean, surprise him a bit, but he raised his head when I was only a few steps away from the bar. He smiled as his brows raised in confusion. At least I could count that as surprise, right?“I’m not seeing things, am I?”“Enough with it already,” I giggled and went around the corner opening up my arms to him. “Do I get a hug? Or you’re still mad?”“Just a little bit.” He ca
Daniela's POVA black card with my name on it. That was what I had been playing with for the past five minutes, with a huge smile on my face.Funny, because no one should be happy their worst enemy had done something nice. A gift alone should be an alert to tread carefully. And yeah, I should also be worried about other things; like how this man always had access to my room and was clearly in here when I was asleep, or probably even lamenting over the very graphic and gory nightmare I had just a few hours ago about Alexander drowning me in his pool.But I was smiling, not because I had unlimited access to Alexander’s bank account but because I had come to a realisation.Alexander can’t hurt me.I wasn’t stupid. I knew he hated me and would do anything he possibly could to torment me for the rest of my life, but from our conversation yesterday, I realised he had some semblance of morality. He would destroy my aunt’s livelihood if I broke contract, for sure. But as long as I stayed marr
Alexander’s POV Three knocks on the door. I knew it was Daniela because no one else in this household knocked more than twice, and also because I had just sent for her. And now for some reason, I felt nervous.Jason and Kathy had already left, but his chastisement hadn’t managed to leave with him. So yeah, I was frustrated. Also, I hadn’t seen Daniela since the day I seized her last batch of milk boxes. You would think that was impossible. Sure, I owned a large house, but we lived on the same floor- her room was next door to mine. She probably just made sure she stayed in until I had left for work. I caught myself smiling in amusement and corrected that briefly.I didn’t even know my own intentions, calling her to my office. I just couldn’t help but be concerned about what Jason said regarding her taking her own life.“Come in,” I said with the highest level of disinterest I could muster, shutting down my thoughts, so the level-headed part of my brain could take over.I probably shou
Alexander's POVWomen. That word was a very troublesome topic, familiar, but mystifying in the same respect. I hadn’t been really close to my mother when she was alive, and I have never been charitable enough to get to know the women I had been with on a more personal level, not even Delphine. So, it was no surprise I was staring out into the window wondering what two women who did not know each other could possibly talk about, apart from the obvious common denominator they had. In other words… Me.“This is your way of getting back at me, right?”Jason scoffed behind me and pulled a chair out for himself. “What use would that be to me. It’s not like you would divorce her today.”An amused smile pulled on my face and I turned to face him. “I don’t even think I hate her as much as you do at this point.”“I don’t hate her. I just don’t agree with this whole thing.”“Right. I wouldn’t have known.” I rolled my eyes and sat. “So, if that’s not it, what’s your reason for telling Kathy.”“She'
Alexander’s POVI did not have a plan.And it was starting to show.I had idolised the idea of having that girl from the murderer’s house as mine to control, almost my whole life, so much so that I snatched the first opportunity to keep her in one place,
Daniela’s POVSo much for trying to de-redden my face. I snatched the pen and signed the papers. I didn’t say anything afterwards. I turned to my food, trying to use that to push down the painful lump in my throat. Not fruitful.My name was Daniela Jackson now,
Daniela’s POVThere was so much I didn’t understand when I was a child. I was the only child of my parents and I lived in a relatively big house in a nice neighbourhood. I never realised how privileged I was until my parents died and I moved in with my aunt. Her house was smaller, she couldn’t affo
Daniela’s POVAlexander helped me into the car, sweetly, like the past thirty minutes never happened. "I'll be waiting," my aunt stood at the door smiling, referring to the dinner Alexander had promised her to cheer her up, and compensate for stealing her favourite person. H







