NAVY’s POVI dialed Mr Dante’s phone for the umpteenth time, desperate to pin a location to the number that contacted Finn last night.I was growing increasingly impatient, and in the gut of my gut, I had a feeling, a bad feeling that I had to hurry. My heart sank at the thought that something irrevocable could have happened to Rosé.Finally, Mr Dante answered his phone and my anxiety dropped by one percent.“Tell me you have something valuable” I exclaimed calmly. “31 Second Avenue, Richmond Hill” Mr Dante exclaimed, “it’s the only residential address in Second Street. Be careful out there, Mr Leonardo. You might need backup.” “Then send back up!” I bellowed, tossing the phone away.I stepped on the gas and sped up with directions to 31 Second Avenue blaring from the GPS in my car.Whoever tagged Ontario as a suburban town had me to contend with afterward. The traffic from the airport was as horrible as it was in Washington.I ran my fingers through my hair, completely

ROSÉ’s POV“I don’t want to” I replied, not budging at his request. I had no intentions of going back to Washington. The thing I feared most happened beyond my control. Navy witnessed me at my lowest. He knows everything about me now, and he will incessantly remind me of my bad decisions. “I can’t let that happen” I muttered to myself.I glanced at him and our eyes met briefly. “I’ll take you back home, even if I have to drag you…” he bellowed sternly.“This is my home…” I retorted.“Home is where you’re respected,” Navy returned, “not where you’re unsafe.” He continued, “Need I remind you that Owen is still on the run?”“Respect? Did you say respect, Navy?” I paused, Sh*t! I cursed inwardly as I saw agitation flash in his eyes. Realizing I had overstepped my boundary calling him by name and I quickly recoiled.“I’m sorry…” I mumbled, hanging my head in apology.Navy ignored me, he walked around the massive hospital room, packing up my things into a bag.“

ROSÉ’s POVNavy has been avoiding me.It’s been a week now or two, I don’t know I’ve lost count. He won’t look my way, he won’t answer my texts. I am back to being a mere employee at Varde, which wouldn’t be so bad if he hadn’t told me that “he won’t keep lying to himself” leaving me to dying of curiosity wondering what he meant exactly.What lie was he telling himself? Meeting his parents was cancelled abruptly. Mrs Maya Leonardo called me herself sobbing uncontrollably, God knows what Navy said to her.It baffles me how he swoops in to save the day, but disappears right after. I texted him an apology, saying sorry for asking him to dismiss our kiss. I texted him that Owen had been found, and was now being tried for sexual abuse, assault and murder.I told him that he’s been charged for stalking too, apparently, he had been following some girl around after I left Ontario.I thanked him too, for everything. Yet, I received no reply, he didn’t respond to any of my text mes

NAVY’s POVWhatever this is between me and Rosé, isn’t going to end well and we both know it. Yet, even after pulling away, I couldn’t control myself from wanting to be buried inside her.“Why’d you stop?” She whispered and my heart leapt in excitement.I glanced at her, my eyes lingering on each curve of her body. Rosé had the same effect today as she did that night- uncontrollable desires, overwhelming emotions, inexplicable feelings.“You’re shy now, aren’t you?” I blurted, seeing her face turned pink.She swallowed hard, but her eyes communicated her desires. She wanted me, as much as I wanted her.I won’t give in that easily. “When you stood in front of me naked in Ontario, I didn’t exactly see you turn pink.” I teased, but with a straight face.I can totally see why she thinks I hate her.Rosé squirmed as I put my hands on her body, I ignored her obvious quivering. Instead, I laid her on the table and pulled off her panties, and with all pleasure, buried my head

ROSÉ’s POVWhat made me think I can get Navy to fall in love with me?It's been weeks since I laid eyes on him. According to Finn, he has some ‘business’ in Australia.Out of mind, out of sight, right?Navy was well forgotten (or so I wanted to believe) as I am officially dating Darcy now. We are two weeks together today.Darcy cupped his hands on my face and planted a kiss on my forehead.“I might be traveling soon…” he whispered, “to where?” I exclaimed, disappointment was evident in my voice.“Kenya…” Darcy replied, “I’ve been contracted with a small team to go scouting for my agency. I don’t want to go but I swear it’s impossible to get out of it.” Darcy grumbled.I smiled softly as to encourage him. “I can wait for a week…” “About that…” Darcy grimaced, “it might take more than a week…” I stared at him in disbelief, my heart did a little flip, how long are we talking about here?”Darcy looked apologetic and reluctant to speak but eventually, the words stumbled out of his mouth