Rihanna’s POVI had to take a moment to process what David was saying. "Hold up, you're asking me to steal someone's identity? You do realize that's illegal, right?" I glanced down at the photograph I had found in the folder. The woman in the picture looked completely different from me, and now I was supposed to pretend to be her.David replied dismissively, "Sweets, that term only applies to regular folks like you. It doesn't exists for someone like me."I shook my head in disbelief. "No way. I can't do this." The idea of abandoning my own identity and fully embracing someone else's was absurd to me.But David was adamant. "You can and you will. There's no negotiation here. Remember, you have no say in this. You need to work at S&Co, and this is the only way to do it without Nicholas figuring out my involvement."I couldn't help but worry. "What if they find out? What about the woman? Where is she? Did you have her locked up somewhere? And what if I get into trouble?"“They won’t beca

Rihanna's POVIt was my second week at S&Co, and the days seemed to fly by quickly. I hoped that the week would be as stress-free as the last, except for my first day, of course.Today, I arrived a bit earlier, partly because I was starting to enjoy my work here, which involved sitting in the office all day and binge-watching my favorite movies, and partly because I wanted to avoid staying in the same space as David as much as possible.As the elevator doors opened on the thirteenth floor, I glanced at my wristwatch. It was quarter to eight, and I realized I was fifteen minutes early."Good morning, Elena," I greeted her as I passed by her desk.Elena was the only one on that floor at that time. She was usually the first person to arrive. "Emma, you're early today." She said with a genuine smile. We quickly became friends and bonded over our shared love for K-pop. I had discovered that she was just as obsessed with SEVENTEEN's music as I was."Yeah, I woke up earlier today." I replie

Rihanna's POVMy eyes went wide when I saw David on the TV screen. He was being interviewed and giving tips on how to make money. I couldn't believe it was the same David Marchetti I lived with. I tried to hide my surprise, but my mouth just wouldn't close.I never thought David would get involved with the media, let alone be on live TV for an interview. My jaw dropped even lower when I saw him smile at a joke the interviewer made. David Marchetti, the stone-cold bastard I was stuck living with, actually smiled at someone? It felt like the world was turning upside down. Maybe he was finally going to set me free from the chains he had me in.If someone had told me this would happen, I would have called it complete bullshit. David was incapable of doing anything but glaring and growling. But there I was, witnessing it with my own eyes. He smiled on live TV, and it wasn't just a tight-lipped smile. It was a full-blown, teeth-showing smile. I even noticed dimples on both cheeks that I nev

Rihanna’s POVDavid turned away from me abruptly, leaving me with unanswered questions about why I was no longer allowed to enjoy my meals in the comfort of my room. Moments later, he called for help to escort me back to my room, and that was the last time I laid eyes on him.Two weeks had passed since that day, and I found myself huddled in my room, wrapped in a baggy sweatshirt. Frustration consumed me as I sent countless text messages to Ivory, desperately hoping she would pick up my calls. Maria had kindly lent me an extra phone when she couldn't reach me for an entire week. I took advantage of the opportunity and tried to reach out to Ivory, longing to know if she was still alive. But for the past five days, she had been ignoring my calls, and I blamed myself for it. I had warned her long ago to never answer any calls from the States unless they were from me. Since Ivory wasn't active on social media, I had no other means of reaching her. My text messages remained unread, and anxi

Rihanna’s POVI didn’t step out of my room until it was nighttime and I had to go and grab my food from the kitchen. As I headed out on the way to my room, a seven-foot man suddenly blocked my path, causing me to frown at him but still he didn’t move. “Get out of my way!” I was forced to yell with an angry glower. “I’m sorry but the boss wants you to have dinner with him.” Dane said, his expression as stoic as ever. I swear, that guy never seems to do anything other than look all serious and intimidating. I wondered if he had looked at his family the same way. “Tell your boss to go to hell! He could go shove the dinner up his— hey! Give me back my tray!” I said to the help who’d taken my food tray from my hand. She was heading to the dining room where I was sure David was waiting for me but I’d rather starve than share a meal with him. “Fine then! You can have the food. I wasn’t hungry anyway.” I declared, storming towards the stairway. I had only managed to take two steps before D