PamelaI flipped my eyes open and stared at the fan turning high above my head. I wondered where I was, my room? No, this ceiling wasn't the one in my room.I attempted to sit up on the bed and my brows creased at the sharp pain in my head but nonetheless, I sat up and scanned my surroundings. I was in a hospital, confused, I tried to recall the occurrences that lead to this moment.I had too much to drink and I was with Charles…came home, had a talk with…oh my gosh Royal. I fell and hit my head, he must have pushed me! He was such an asshole. What if something a lot worse had happened last night? He could have killed me, I could be dead right now.My heart beat a lot faster and fists gripped the sheets, not in anger but fear. Fear from the realization that Royal wouldn't hesitate to hurt me.As my memory of the previous night came flooding in, my eyes darted to the bouquet of my favorite flowers in a vase and chocolate on the table next to my bed. I rolled my eyes and reached for the

Pamela:Royal's words stuck in my mind, and I couldn't help but wonder why he was moving me. What happened scared me a lot, but I didn't think it would resort to this. I wanted to stay with him, but he had already made up his mind.While I was still in the hospital, the door to my room flung open, and then the doctor walked in."The driver is here to take you to your new house, I hope everything is okay?" She asked, and then I faked a smile.What was I supposed to say? No?I pulled my legs out of bed, and got to my feet then she moved in to help me."I think I'm fine," I said, trying to stand up straight without her help."Are you sure about that darling?" She asked, and then I nodded with a smile."What about my clothes?" I asked."Oh, sorry about that," she said, and then she pulled out my clothes from a box. It was nearly folded, and crisp."I'll excuse you," she said, and she left then I got dressed quickly.When I was done, I walked out of the room. There was bandage on my head,

She sat up, her hair getting in her face. "Thanks for getting someone to make the bed" She said as I walked to stand close to her form."It was nothing" I said as I placed my hands on the bed and leaned closer to her face, her eyes went wide and lush lips parted slightly. I stared at them for a second before my gaze rose and I placed a kiss on her forehead. I'd be surprised if she reacted differently, I knew the effect I had on women and she wasn't like other women but she was human."Sleep well" I said to her and took a step back."You have a…good rest of the day as well" She said and smiled a little."I'll have a cook and cleaner come by starting tomorrow and everyday to help-" Her brows had already creased before I was halfway through and she interrupted me."What? No, I don't need a cook or a cleaner, Royal" She protested.Stubborn girl. I knew she'd put up a fight."I insist" I stood my ground and she chuckled as she folded her arms."Well, I'm not three years old so I'm sure I c

"Thanks so much,you are a darling" I said to Royal’s driver when he pulled up in front of the office building."Just doing my job ma'am" He said. I got out of the car and even waved to him as he drove away then I put on my mean face and headed straight up to Charles' office.I walked out of the elevator on the boss's floor to see someone had taken my spot at the desk. I was gone two days and I already have a replacement? Of course.I tried to hide how pissed I was in my fists so I balled them and walked ahead."Hello, ma'm, do you have an appointment?" The blonde lady asked."Yes" I snapped and didn't stop walking. She rose to her feet."Can I have your name? Ma'm wait you can't go in-" She was saying and walking out of her workspace towards me but I was already at Charles' door."Pamela Riles!" I practically yelled as I opened the door and slammed it behind me. Charles raised a brow at me from where he sat behind his table, looking like a birthday cake. He was on a call.I crossed my

Royal:I couldn't believe Pamela wanted me as a side piece. She had a fall out with Charles, and she wanted to come over to me. She was definitely driving me crazy, and I couldn't tell if she was unaware or if she was doing it on purpose.How could she? In fact, what too was she even doing at work in the first place? She wasn't supposed to go to work until Monday.Of course I wasn't at work, I was at home, because I didn't feel like going to work. I had my personal assistant fill in for me. Call it bad work ethics, but I couldn't care less. I was the boss, and I could do whatever I wanted.After I ended the call with Pamela, I walked to the control room in my house where the CCTV was linked. I turned on the television, and I waited patiently for her to arrive.A few minutes later, she came back home. She walked into the house, and slammed the door. Then she sunk down, and buried her face in her legs. She cried out loud for a while.Watching her cry ached my heart, but what was I supp