All Chapters of Off Limits: The Butler's Daughter Is Mine.: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ROSE.I stood by the side of the road, my whole body shaking, the phone still pressed against my ear.Sharma's voice came through fast and sharp. "Stay exactly where you are. Do not move. Lydia is here with me and we are coming right now."I hung up and slid down against the car door, my legs too weak to hold me any longer.My eyes kept drifting back to the guard's body slumped in the front seat, and every time I looked at him I felt the same wave of sickness rise in my throat.I had killed someone.I had actually killed a man, and somehow, in the middle of all that fear, all I could think about was Hunter, and how his body had been carried away like garbage a few hours earlier.Headlights appeared down the road, and my heart jumped straight into my mouth before I realized it was Sharma's car.It skidded to a stop beside me, and both doors flew open at once.Sharma rushed toward me first, wrapping her arms around me tightly, but it was Lydia who walked past us both, straight to the dr

ROSE.I watched him finish half the glass and set it down on the table.Satisfaction settled warmly in my stomach for only a second before his eyes fluttered shut.His body jerked once.The newspaper slipped from his fingers and he slumped sideways in the seat, head falling back, breath going shallow.My heart slammed hard against my ribs.“Drake!” I moved before I could stop myself, dropping to my knees beside him. “You better fucking wake up! You can’t die so easily with the whole aura you got! Better wake up and don’t piss me off. I didn’t spike that wine enough to make you die so easily.”I pressed two fingers against his neck, searching for a pulse.Nothing answered me.Panic rose fast and stupid.I leaned closer, ready to feel his heartbeat, when a warm hand suddenly slid into my hair.I froze.Slowly I lifted my head, and our eyes met.The stare stretched long and heavy, like the air itself had thickened between us.He didn’t look angry.He looked knowing.His fingers kept movi

DRAKE'S POV.I stepped into the suite and the silence felt wrong right away.No soft movement.No sound of her heels.Nothing.I checked the bathroom, the balcony, even the closet like some desperate fool but it was empty.My jaw locked.That stubborn girl never listened to a single word I said.I dialed the head of security, my voice was already sharp. “Where the hell is she?!”There was a short pause. “Sir, she left with Chris, and he told us she would be hitting the southern club.”I hung up without answering as anger burned under my skin.She's too damn dumb to understand she was putting herself in danger.Not that I cared...because she's a constant pain, the living reminder of someone I had every reason to hate.Still, the idea of her roaming around alone made something ugly twist in my chest.I ordered the remaining guards to bring the car, and we got in and drove off.The drive stretched longer than it should have.Streetlights flashed across the windows while I sat in the back

ROSE.I sat in the back of the car staring out the window while every word from the hospital kept replaying in my head.There was no way I was telling him who Roseina really was.Not now.Not ever.Or maybe when I finally had him under my heel I would spit the truth out.I should have still been in that hospital bed, but Drake had ordered them to discharge me.As much as it annoyed me, I understood why.Those men who stabbed me had wanted both of us alive for their boss.And I kept wondering what I had done to end up on that list....fear slid through my blood as I swallowed hard.I was still turning everything over in my mind when the view outside the window stopped looking familiar.We had driven this road before when I went to the club, but we were not heading back to the old suite.I turned to Drake in shock. “Why are we not going back to the other suite?”He did not answer.He did not even look at me.He kept his face turned toward his own window like I had not spoken at all.I le

ROSE.I woke up to a bright white ceiling and the sharp smell of medicine, my head pounding hard.For a moment I just lay there, trying to remember how I got here.Then it came back in pieces, the party, the women, their mean little smiles, my phone buzzing over and over with my face all over the news. Then nothing.Just darkness.I tried to sit up too fast and everything spun.A hand pressed gently on my shoulder, pushing me back down."Slow down," Drake said.His voice was softer than I had ever heard.I turned my head and saw him sitting beside the bed, no jacket, sleeves rolled up, and his face hard to read in the dim light."What happened?" I asked, my throat was dry."You collapsed," he said. "In the middle of the party, and the doctor said it was a panic attack, plus everything else you have been through this week."I closed my eyes, embarrassed. "Great. So now I faint in public too."He was quiet for a moment, watching me carefully, like he was thinking something over."It is