Daniela's POV
“People who scroll on social media first thing in the morning when they wake up are less likely to be successful in life.”
A slogan of majority of social media lifestyle influencers.
That didn’t stop me though, in spite of my guilty conscience, from looking through my phone, to find a distraction or anything that could keep me in bed for longer. But apart from the books I had recently downloaded and the devotional my aunt had sent for this morning, there was nothing pretty to see on social media.
My feed was still pretty saturated with news about my secret wedding and I wasn't in the mood for restructuring my algorithm now.
I groaned and threw the covers off of me. I guess facing Alexander this morning was inevitable. “God help me.”
I swung my legs off the bed and my eyes fell on my nightstand. I had left my milk box there last night, but now the straw was out, lying against a circle of dr
Daniela's POVI did call him. Sue me. But he didn’t answer. After that I left my phone in my room and sequestered myself in the family room, lest I did something as stupid as double calling my cheating ex. Correction: cheating and lying ex. Because he had to be lying about that text he sent. But what exactly could he be lying about?His text flashed in my memory once again. What truth did he know? That the marriage was fake? That Alexander was threatening me?I pulled my thumb out of my mouth. I wasn’t even someone who bit their nails. I had been here for nearly six hours and yet I still hadn’t succeeded in distracting myself. I closed the pdf I was reading and shut my laptop. I was only deceiving myself if I thought I could finish the book today. I went to the window and slid it open, stepping onto the balcony. This one overlooked the front yard, unlike the one in my room. So I was able to look out into other houses, watch la
Daniela's POV“People who scroll on social media first thing in the morning when they wake up are less likely to be successful in life.”A slogan of majority of social media lifestyle influencers.That didn’t stop me though, in spite of my guilty conscience, from looking through my phone, to find a distraction or anything that could keep me in bed for longer. But apart from the books I had recently downloaded and the devotional my aunt had sent for this morning, there was nothing pretty to see on social media.My feed was still pretty saturated with news about my secret wedding and I wasn't in the mood for restructuring my algorithm now.I groaned and threw the covers off of me. I guess facing Alexander this morning was inevitable. “God help me.”I swung my legs off the bed and my eyes fell on my nightstand. I had left my milk box there last night, but now the straw was out, lying against a circle of dr
Alexander’s POVI had told her I’d be gone for at least a week, but I didn’t make it clear exactly when I would return. So, it made sense that she froze on the stairs when she saw me in the house. What I wasn’t expecting was her in a silky pyjama shirt and shorts, much less for that to immediately create some unexpected shifts in my brain chemistry. Also, there was something in her mouth. That same milk box she had at her place. My brows furrowed. How did she get a hold that?Her eyes widened as she slipped the straw out of her mouth. Her eyes moved on to something behind me. For a moment, I forgot I had brought Kathy along to finish up some work. She didn’t know the details of our marriage, but I didn’t need to put on that much of a newlywed show. So I just put on a ghost of a smile and opened my arms towards her. “Surprise.”As if the universe wanted to drive the point home, she came running down the sta
Alexander’s POVI swirled my drink in my glass yet again, focusing on the clinking of the ice in it. I was glad the deal went through, but I stayed for the for the after party for appearances sake. That didn’t mean I had to pretend to be enjoying it the whole time. Engaging with people for long periods wasn’t something I looked forward to, but I managed to suck it up whenever I had to.Today was different. I was too tired to have meaningless small talk with other business men, and as much as I wanted to blame my disinterest on my social battery, I couldn’t, because that would be a lie.I glanced at the most recent of the messages Mike had sent in regards to what I had asked of him.She’s in the family room, as usual. Reading,It was almost ridiculous, how I looked forward to these updates. I could easily pass this off as making sure she didn’t try anything funny. But even I with all the pride I
Daniela's POV I woke up covered from head to toe in sweat. I wasn’t comfortable in this room yet, but right now I was relieved that this was where I was, and not in my old bedroom in my parents’ house, with Alexander’s hands pressed tightly around my neck. My hand followed my thoughts, and massaged my neck as I forced my breathing to slow down. It was still dawn, but it wasn’t too early for my cravings to set in. I needed my vanilla flavoured milk. I needed it so bad that I could cry. I got out of bed quicky and rushed to the windows. I slid them open and dashed out onto the balcony, immediately taking in a deep, long breath. I wasn’t normally this shaken after a nightmare. Maybe it was because I knew I didn’t have any milk this time to supress my emotions, or the plain fact that I was now actually living in the house of the man who was my greatest subconscious fear. He had already left for Mexico, but his presence was still heavy in the mansion. And everybody here worshipped the g
Daniela’s POVI felt like a criminal throughout the ride. Gus wasn’t as talkative as Mike and he didn’t look approachable either. He hadn’t said a word to me apart from telling me he was taking me to Alexander’s office.He parked in the underground parking lot and guided me all the way up to Alexander’s, probably not wanting to make the same mistake as his colleague.Kathy, Alexander’s assistant, stood up to greet us with a smile when we got closer. I managed to return it all the while preparing myself for whatever I was going to face in the office.Gus knocked once and then pushed the door open after Alexander’s barely audible voice. He helped me inside and then shut the door, leaving me alone with an evidently pissed off Alexander.“Nina told me you woke up late because you were up all night reading the contact.” He leans back in his chair, assessing me from the end of the room,