บททั้งหมดของ One Hundred Days with My Step-Father.: บทที่ 201 - บทที่ 210

Rosette's POV.It's been three days since the terrible lunch group date and of me successfully avoiding Rowland, after Caleb told me the truth I had sent a message to Rowland, telling him that I wished he told me about everything himself.For two solid reasons, one because I didn't know how to face him, also because I had no idea if I could trust him anymore.Plus I was torn. I knew I had to break things off with Caleb but how to do so was another thing and I was scared.Rowland got rid of Isabel just for Caleb's sake, when he finds out about everything I have done, I doubt I would be able to face his hatred.I could handle the disappointment from my mom, the pain she would go through, the betrayal, hell yes, I could handle anything and I was sure of that but one thing I feared that might shatter me for good was Rowland.How he would feel about this was unpredictable as he is, and for that reason alone I was stalling and my mom kept talking about meeting Caleb again and again, plus sh

Rosette's POV.The next day I woke up extremely happy, feeling lighter than previous days. Maybe because I was with Damon till late night, we moved from the kitchen to the living room and decided to watch a documentary while he gave brief details on the going project, proper details to be precise. But I was excited, I don't know which was more thrilling, the fact that I was going to be working with and for Damon or all the crazy things we got to do with that time.But regardless, I looked forward to it, I mean, I couldn't wait for Monday to come, but in the heat of all this, my mom doesn't know anything about it yet, and the chances she would agree were slim.So I needed to get my fact together while presenting this to her, before seeking for Damon's help, I mean I couldn't afford to spend the whole summer, wasting with her, stuck with a particular routine and I at this point, I hated the fact that she had less work to do at the office, cause she did nothing other than talk my ears o

Rosette POVWith everyone out for their own work, I grabbed my laptop and notepad and began my task for the day. I started with the CV and I thought it would be quite easy, but it wasn't.I made several drafts with different fonts and yet I couldn't settle for the best one, so I emailed both of them to Damon so he could pick the best.I waited for five minutes but there was no response from him and so I figured out he must be quite busy and so I moved onto the next task.YouTube videos.Which I found very boring and along the line I fell asleep.A loud blaring sound broke out jolting me from my sleep as I flew out of the couch, dropping my notepad on the floor."Fuck fuck" I cursed out loud, tapping random keys on my laptop to stop the sound until it stopped."Arghh" I groaned, looking around, a video was still playing on the screen, my phone beside it and the snacks tray was on the floor.My eyes landed on the clock and my mouth fell open, it was almost three!Fuck.I jumped up, gath

Damon's POV"So she put some sense into you?" Nathan asked, looking at me with a serious expression on his face."I just did what I felt was right at that moment" I answered,. flipping through the pages of my file."Why do I feel like there is more to this than you are trying to water it down? I literally told you the same thing but you refused" Nathan Insisted.Ever since he found out that I returned home, he's been pestering me with calls and messages which I refused to respond to because I knew that Diego must have influenced his thoughts and I had no strength to deal with them.But after the important meeting today, Nathan caught up with me and I had no opportunity to escape other than entertain him.But then he wouldn't stop tapping about it, over and over again."It's only because you tend to over analyze everything, nothing else, wait a minute don't you have a life or something to do?" I threw back at him."Hmmm, I'm here, helping you through your sad times and yet you don't ev

Damon's POV. By the time I controlled my breathing, Rose had already passed out in my arms and a small smile crept its way to my face. I pulled out of her slowly, buckling my pants, this was the second time in three days that she has passed out on me. Hopefully by the time she wakes up she will be in her right mind, I must have fucked the drugs out of her system. I picked up my shirt and coat and threw them over the chair as I walked into the bathroom when a thought crossed my mind. The very first night I met Rose. Immediately a frown crept its way to my face, was this a way of her getting us to recreate that night or did she consume something that stirred up a reaction like that? The night we met, I knew she was drunk, but there was also a possibility that she might have been drugged too and since then we never brought it up again. Rather I didn't. I wet some towels and returned back to the room, I placed the towel on her forehead and then cle