Malinda POV
I was called early the next morning by Mr Gilbert Ryan, I walked into his office wondering why I was called by him. Normally he tells me what to bring to him, but this time he asked to see me.
I saw his domineering figure sitting on the head chair in his office, as he looked up at me, his cold gaze sent a shiver to my spine and I could already tell that this was not going to be good.
"Have a seat." He pointed at the chair across the one he was sitting and I sat down. "Don't sit comfortably, you are just my maid." His cold voice rang in my ear and I sat up without hesitation.
"Yes sir." My knees together and my hands clasped on my lap as I looked down, unable to bear the look in his eyes.
"A maid is what you are, h
Russell POV. I sat down on a bench in the garden as I watched Malinda water the flowers in the garden. She was wearing a pale green top and black trousers. It was a simple dressing but she still looks so pretty in them. I just ogled at her, but my eyes were sad. She had decided to ignore me and not talk to me. I had gone to help her, but she told me not to, even when I insisted, I knew she still loved me but was doing all this because of my father. Even now he is not at home, she still won't talk to me. Why does love always have to come with so many obstacles and pain? Many things will always stop a sincere feeling. Too sad, but too true! "Is she the one?" I heard an angry voice from behind me and turned around to see Yv
"Your father would disagree a million times." She told me in a sob, but I shook my head and focused my eyes on her. "Who cares! He is only interested in his business and his name, that's his reason, I don't care if he disagrees or not." I said in a rush and squeezed her hands gently. "Malinda," I said softly as I came closer to her. "I have an idea." I searched her eyes. "Let's flee together, both of us," I whispered and she looked up at me with wide eyes and her lips parted. "Let's leave this place, Malinda." "Russeli!" Her brow knitted as she looked up at me with dilated eyes. "We can run away, both of us." I did not hesitate as I searched her eyes, I was ready to run away with her, run away from my father and anyone who wants us to separate.
"If you won't accept Malinda, then I have no choice but to flee."His face changed drastically and he chuckled but his eyes were cold. "Then I have no choice either." The way he sounded made me scared and I braced myself for what comes next. "Guards!"I heard loud footsteps drawing closer and I looked up at the open door and my eyes were dilated as I saw tons of guards stepping inside. I looked at my father, shocked. When did this many guards arrive?It was strange since the only guard in this mansion was the one that always leaves home with my father. Has he prepared this whole thing before having this conversation with me? Has he known I will be stubborn and brought these guards to wait out there?I stood in surprise as they all called my father boos and waited for his
Malinda POV.I felt doctors roll me into the hospital, I opened my eyes momentarily and closed them again, I could hear a faint voice and could see a few white lights, then shortly everything went blank again and it all seemed like I was dead.I opened my eyes again and my eyelashes fluttered, the first thing I saw was the colour of the room I lay, it was all white and so quiet and I turned my eyes to the left and saw someone standing by my side, his face was the normal way it has been, so furious and angry.When I remembered the accident that had happened and that I was alive, I looked to my right, but there was no one else. "Russelli," I called out and sat up immediately as I could see the bruises on my body and my body ached too, but all that didn't matter as I turned to Mr Gilbert. "Sir, I have to see Russeli, R
I open my eyes slowly, this time I didn't try to move, I have slept for so long and I felt so weak, I knew I was still in America, everything I hope to be a dream was all reality, I never wanted to wake up again, but here I was again, with my eyes wide open.This was almost the same thing with my parent's death. They had an accident and I was in the car with them, but I survived and they died. Now I also survived and have lost Russelli, everyone around me dies, anyone I love dies.Warm tears rolled down my cheek and my eyes sting, but I couldn't stop my tears. I wish it was me that had died in that accident with my parents, then I wouldn't have met Russeli and he wouldn't have died, he should have been living his life as the popular star he was, but I caused his death.The door opened and I saw the young doctor I ha
I was at my apartment, a very huge and classic villa, a place I never dreamed of having four years ago. It has a different setting, shelves with many song albums I have sung, one was playing in the background, one of my favourite, a lonely and sad song.I was lonely and sad right here and it was the perfect music for the moment. I am now a very popular American musician who has come for a joint business in a company called Oran group. Since I was a very popular person, they have spent billions just to have me here. Well, that is how popular I have become.I was glancing through some documents concerning the Oran company knowing full well that it is a company run by Mr Gilbert Ryan, since I have done my research, this was the perfect excuse to come over and repay him for his greed."When is the meeting?" I asked my a
"Russeli!" I gasped as I looked at him with a shocked expression, how come is here, how is Russeli who has been dead for four years now alive. Was this real?"How do you know my name?" Russeli asked her with his hands still stretched out. I knew they were all looking at me and if I continue this way I will be discovered before I even start my revenge.I knew I had to get back to my senses if I wanted to find out the truth, how a man I watched die to be here, alive and still has the same smile and look as before."You know, I have heard a lot about you." I shook his hands and smiled, luckily I was still wearing my sunglasses and they hadn't figured anything out, I was still safe at least for now.His hands still have the same warmth as they did four years ago and his eyes
"Stop!" I said in a cold voice and the music stopped and they all turned their eyes at me, Russeli took off the headphone and his eyes met mine."Is there a problem?" He lifted the corner of his brow curiously, this was not the melody I once remember, this was not the voice that made my heart skip a bit, this was far different from the voice that sang for me and made my heart leap."Yes, there is." I looked at him with a furrowed brow. "You sing with your head and not your heart. Where are your emotions?" I asked dryly and he was speechless.I didn't give him any time to respond, I turned to Mr Gilbert. "I can't do a duet with a person like this." I seized Russelli up in a cold manner, deep down I was wondering why I was acting this way to him and I wanted to stop, but not now. "I will take my leave now." I turned t