Hastings POV
My phone beeped,probably my 06:30 alarm,I opened my eyes slowly trying to adjust to the light,my head was killing me,I took too much wine last night,I had totally forgotten about the beauty laying on my chest,she looked so peaceful in her sleep,I could not wake her up,I slowly pushed her aside,dressed up quickly,I had to tend to something important,I wrote her a note and instructed the receptionist to give her juice and breakfast when she awakens. I walked down the hallway like a mad man,I hope I am not in trouble," yes I know,I am really sorry " I begged. I was a little late.
I got home and changed into a black suit after taking a quick shower,trying by all means go ignore the judgements in the their eyes,i rushed to the location on my phone.
Muna's POV
The pounding headache from last night woke me up,I squinted my eyes,burying my head in the pillow,there was a note on my desk,the juice was tagged drink me and the vitamins eat me. I smiled recalling the scene from the fifty shades of grey movie,my eyes widened when I realized I was not home,I looked around the room it was very luxurious,yea it was exactly what I thought it was,I opened the sweet note he left on the table,I checked myself,I felt dirty and used,I had broken my virginity and I did not remember a single thing,to top it off he left me here alone,at least he would have woken me up,how was I even going to move with this dress and heels,what was I thinking. I opened my voice mail messages,it was samba on all 12 of them," Muna, where are you? The first one was polite" you've turned into a whore"..." Muna you piece of shit,I'm scared"..." he will hurt you" ..." I can not believe you"..," are you fucking kidding me right now" ...I was done with it,I put my phone down trying to think of a solution on how I will get home.I still have not mastered how to act like a girlfriend,plus what just happened only made it worse how I do I face this man after what happened,I do not even remember what happened but I am so embarrassed about the whole thing,either way I need to get home, I downloaded the Uber app on my phone quickly,my ride had arrived,I walked out of the fancy hotel room shamefully as the women in the hallway stared at me like I was the chief of sinners,maybe I was. My god I was home,I opened the door scanning it carefully not to alert samba,there she was standing in the middle of the living room,dressed in a long black dress,she slid some black sunglasses up her hair obviously ready to go somewhere,"s...am" I began. She turned around angrily lifting her hands dramatically to stop me from talking,honestly I deserved the treatment she gave me but it also was not my fault,I got drunk and ended up losing my virginity to a man I am not even proud to walk around with on the street,not because I'm ashamed but I feel less of a woman,he is every woman's dream" I am really sorry baby,what's going on why are you dressed like that" her eyes were as before,puffy and teary,she had been crying the entire time,"Jorge..called me to tell me that there's a family that claimed Nics body so they'll be a mini service for him,i am going to pay my last respects to him,please come with me" she could not control her tears, my heart sank I pulled her in for a hug,the poor girl was shaking,I led her to the couch while I quickly got ready,I wore my long black dress similar to samba's,Jorge was outside hooting,I held my baby sisters hand,to make her feel comforted.
Jorge POV
Mr Mweemba's annoying god son cleared his name and claimed the body,people with such money and influence get away with almost everything in this country something I want to fight against,my head has been spiraling down with information I got from samba,I watched her and her sister calm down to the car in their black dresses,Muna took my breath away the moment I set my eyes on her,there was something about her though,her eyes were more sparkly she had this glow,was she in love? With that stupid rich boy,I immediately got the idea to investigate him,what if I research more about him and the Mweemba's I know he has no connection to the murder of Nicolas but my jealousy was getting the better of me,I helped her walk samba to the car just so she can sit in the front seat with me.she noticed what I was up to which made me put on a straight face, she placed her arm on the window allowing the air to hit her beautiful face,her hair blew in my face,I smelled the shampoo on her hair,her perfume filled my nostrils,I need to get it together,samba purposely cleared her throat,drawing both Muna's and my attention,she let out a smirk" any idea who the family is" she curiously asked" the Mweemba's I responded " she chocked on her saliva,those are the people she suspected of murdering Nicolas I knew if I told her in advance she would not agree to go meet them,at some point I feared she would cause a scene at the funeral but I trusted she was mature enough to know it will jeopardize the whole investigation and if she really wanted justice for Nicolas she would keep her mouth shut.

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Regrets and Mistakes
Mistério / SuspenseHow do you identify a chance at happiness when pain has known you by name all your life?a young woman falls for a man total opposite from her and what she believes,secrets come creeping,heart breaks resurface and the life she has led all these years...