LOGINI searched her socials. She has a very small group of friends. And she is indeed a starving little college student.I took the liberty of finding out her current address and to say it's a house would be a gross understatement. It's a damn hovel! I suppose she lives with her parents because she can't afford anything else.I looked up her parents.Her father is more or less the town drunk, and her mother has been heavily medicated after the loss of her son. No wonder she needs a job! I wonder if she can even afford to eat?"Don't worry, Princess. I'm here to save you," I smirked. I can be her knight in shining armor and sweep her off her feet if she'll let me.The next morning, I called Holly, my hiring manager. We were having a hiring event in a couple weeks. And I intended for my Fallon to come to me. She needs this job! I know she does."Holly, there is a girl, Fallon Green. If she shows up at the event, I want her hired on the spot," I instruct."I understand," she said kindly.Holl
Tate's POVI step into the foyer of my hotel and sigh. Victoria has been a bitch since yesterday. She doesn't understand. I probably really should just fire her, but she's been working for me for 2 years. I find routine easier than trying something new."Why the fuck would you fire me for a fucking little slut like her?" She demanded the second Fallon made her escape. "We are trying to get rid of the trash!"I really can't blame Fallon for running away. I probably came on too strong, not to mention I was covered in sweat and Victoria's fluids. Not only that, but Vic is being a bitch to her and it's pissing me off. I'd rather not have her see me angry so soon.Does that mean this was her idea? What the fuck is wrong with this woman?If I'd known I'd be seeing Fallon, I would've kicked Vicki out of my room. I guess that made her think she was special. She's not.She's just a regular, and I totally forgot the new hires were starting. She caught me off guard this morning, stripped in fron
"YOU'VE BEEN AT WORK ALL DAY! DO YOU 'SPECT ME TO BELIEVE THAT?" he demands. "THEY SHOULD'A PAID YOU FOR THAT! 'T'S WHY WE LET YOU WORK!"They let me work? Yeah, that's rich! I work because my father's a lazy ass drunk, and if I don't work no one eats! I'm already starving as it is. But I need to take care of this situation before it blows up in my face."It's my first day! I don't get paid for two weeks!" I sigh exasperatedly. My dad does not like it when I talk back, but tonight, I've had more than enough. I've finally hit my breaking point."TWO FUCKING WEEKS? WHAT'S THE POINT?!" Dad demands throwing his bottle over my head. It shatters against the wall behind my head, spraying me with glass and foal smelling liquid.Dad lunges at me and I duck, pushing off the wall and racing for my room. My heart is pounding as I hear the pounding of his heavy feet right behind me.I make it to my room just as he launches for me again.I slam my door shut and lock it. I lean my back against it as
Fallon's POVNow to deal with the worst part of my day. You might have thought dealing with a bunch of crazy maids and a seductive boss would be the worst part. You would be wrong. This is the worst part of every single day.Going home.I almost prefer going back to work... Actually, if I worked nights, I wouldn't ever have to run into my boss, and I wouldn't have to deal with a drunk father. It could work... Except most maids don't work night shifts.Damn! Now I have to find a place that has night workers... Maybe I can work at a gas station, and I'll get lucky and get robbed and die in a marvelous shoot out where I ended up the hero... Yeah, I think I'm delusional now.But I'd much rather live in the fake story in my head than in the real world where bad things happen, on purpose and consistently. I could run away from all of this. And I plan to... The moment I get my degree. But right now, I don't have the money to live on my own.I pull up in my little rundown Ford Fiesta and just
"I only saw him for a minute. Then Dr. Sanders saw Mr. Beck and his fiancé Sam, and he thought they were better company. I tend to agree with him on that," I sigh. I really like Samantha. She's even kept in touch. She's married now and they are also expecting! Seems like everyone is getting their happy ending except for me."So, like I said, you must've made an impression. Maybe he wants you," Naomi shrugs like it's no big deal. "I'm not surprised! You are gorgeous, Fal. He'd be stupid not to notice. And if he's as much of a pig as he seems to be..."I glare at her. I don't need her filling my head with nightmare fuel! Honestly, I don't want anything to do with the man except to have his name on my paycheck! Actually, would it be his name or would it be Blue Horizon? I don't think it matters..."What?!" she asks innocently.I sigh. "The last thing I want to do is make any sort of impression on that man! I'm not going to be a notch on his bedpost!" I grumble, determined to stay as far
Fallon's POVI try not to sniff as I make my way out of class and into the student lounge where Naomi and Chelsea are waiting for me. I've had a long day already, and I just want to find a quiet place to sleep, but I don't have time for that."Hey, how was your first day?" Chelsea asks tiredly. She's been working non-stop. Not only is she still taking care of Tinsley, and going to school, but she's also working on her coming wedding taking place in December. But she's glowing. I've never seen her happier than she is now."Well, let's just say, the moment I find a dishwashing job available, I'm taking it," I mumble. "I don't want to go back there ever again. But I can't quit yet. I need to give it a week at least. Just enough to make it worth everything I've been through."A one-day paycheck would be incredibly insulting. It would be the words shortest job in history. And Dad would steal it the moment I got it and yell at me that it wasn't even close to enough. I can't do that."Really
Luke's POVThe second I marched through the operating room doors and saw Eve's broken body on the table I fucking froze. My sunshine, laid in front of me, on my fucking table. When the hell did this happen?Could fate really be so cruel as this? To take her away from me like this, before I even had
I can feel hands on my body. I think they are checking for a pulse? Or maybe just trying to get me to respond... but I'm too fucking tired... I wonder if I'm in shock."Miss, are you okay?" I can hear a mumbled voice. I hear the urgency. They want me to respond.I try to answer but all that comes ou
I sit down and look at the stack of paperwork piled up at my desk. I've been letting it grow for the past few weeks, too busy with every other damn thing I've been worried about. But tonight, it seems like this is what I will spend my hours alone doing.Well, I guess this will have to suffice as my
“That’s right, sweetheart. Come back to me,” I demanded. What I wanted to do was fucking kiss her awake then demand why the hell she almost left me! I still need to talk to her about that damn letter I refuse to acknowledge, too.I swear she was trying to kill me tonight. I'm not sure she wouldn't







