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The next few chapters contain graphic and potentially disturbing content. Please proceed with caution and take care of yourself while reading. Lots of love, Dove.
❧“I…I have to go now. My shift begins in ten minutes.” Kevin is looking at the floor, the other pictures on the walls, anywhere but at me. “I see…you can go. Thank you for speaking to me about my mother.” My vice is flat, emotionless. For some reason, the story behind Samantha’s role in this house is an abomination. I take one last look at my mother’s portrait and glance down at Samantha’s which is right below her’s. Whatever happened here, I’d find it out for myself. **** **** **** ******** **** **** ****I push open the bedroom door and halt in my tracks. Edward is striding out of the bathroom and he’s…naked. BUTT FREAKING NAKED!I turn away in shock and clap a hand to my mouth to keep me from screaming.“It’s okay, you can look. I know you want to.”His voice is slightly muffled as he steps into the walk-in closet. “What are you doing here?” I choke out the words, trying to keep the picture of his body out of my mind. “Durling, this is my room, you’
❧“You should all fall to your knees and kiss my feet in gratitude. Her inheritance has been suspended.” Samatha flips her hair in disdain. We’re back at the conference room, because Samantha returned home with an army of lawyers. After an hour of arguement and raised voices, Phillip has successfully managed to have them escorted off the property. “I’m afraid she’s actually correct.” Phillip addresses us, his brows dipping in a frown. “What!” We all echo in disbelief. Jace is on his feet, mouth hanging open and Edward looks like he’s just been whiplashed. “Yes, Samantha has found a wriggle room in the will. A clause that suspends Maria’s inheritance until she passes a vote of confidence by the board of directors.” Phillip grinds his teeth and throws a heated look at Samantha. “You did this on your own?” Miles is beyond delighted as he turns to Samantha. A sly grin stretches her lips. She calmly applies a coat of polish to her freshly manicured nails, flashing her diamond rings
❧“Maria?” An officer asks, unblinking eyes fixed on me.“Yes? Is there a pro…”“You’re under arrest” the man cuts me off and pulls me roughly. My plate of sandwiches falls to the ground and shatters.I stumble as I’m violently spun around and handcuffed tightly.“Let go of her. Edward is instantly by my side.What crime did she commit? On who’s authority?” His usual soft expression is gone, replaced by an angry glare.“On authority of the house owner, Samantha Hamilton. She called in to report a trespasser, says her Jewelries went missing after this woman entered her home.” The officer meets Edward’s gaze without flinching.“This is ridiculous, Maria doesn’t need to steal anything. Samantha is up to her old tricks and you all know it.” Jace frowns at the crowded uniformed men in the kitchen.A camera flash goes off and I turn my head, blinking in surprise.I didn’t notice the papparazis. They must have come in behind the officers.Samantha is going out
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❧I wake up with a start and throw my hand to the side, trying to escape my nightmares.“Owwwwww” a voice mumbles beside me.I spring up in alarm and grab the lamp on the bedside table, wielding it like a weapon.My heart is racing in fear as I survey the bed.There’s someone tangled in the sheets.A quick glance in the mirror shows I’m still clothed in Edward’s shirt.Holding my breath, I carefully pull back the sheets to unwrap the person beneath it.“Stopppp” the voice mumbles as I pull away the sheet.“Edward? What are you doing here?” I blink in surprise.“Give it back” he sleepily tries to grab for the sheet, but I snatch it back with enough force to stumble backwards.He’s lying shirtless, a hand and leg hanging off the bed. His hand absently reaches back for something to grab onto, but sleep overcomes him and he goes still.I stifle a giggle and creep closer to him.His eyes are shut, long lashes grazing his cheeks.His hair is in a knot today, secure







