The Secret We Hold

08| Contract

VANESSA P.O.V
DECEMBER  19

'No, you don't because you killed him, you had him killed'

It's been three days since the meeting at the restaurant and since I've spoken to Alexander.  The words he said to me have been repeating in my head ever since.  I thought I would have answers but what it does was bring more questions.

I demand to know how Anthony was killed. It seems like everyone is avoiding the topic, but I won't let it go. If I am responsible for his death, why are they still allowing Alex and me to get married? I need answers and I need them now.

Huh! All this just brings me a headache but I need to find answers.  I need to know if I was the reason because if it is then I picked the wrong career choice...

WAIT!  Did I pick this career because I'm guilty?

"God damnit" I threw the book I had in my hands out of frustration. 

'Run Nessa, you have to run they won't believe you, and remember to trust no one'.  And then there's that.  If that was Tony why was he telling me to run and who wouldn't believe it?

I paced around my office biting my lip, a thing I do when I'm nervous or thinking and right about now I'm doing both.

Knock knock

"Come in"

Sorry, I know you said not to disturb you unless-

"Is someone dying?" I asked

"No"

"Then what is it"

"U-um t-there is an Alexander Valentino line, he said he's not getting your phone"

"Put him through". What in God's name does he want now

"Of course line 3 ma'am"

I walk back to my desk letting out a breath before answering the call

"Yes?" I answered

"Why the fuck aren't you answering your phone?" Huh? Sir

"Mr. Valentino, I don't know who you think you're talking to but it's not me so I suggest you control that tone of yours, I'm not one of your employees" The line went quiet for what felt like hours but was just seconds

"nonti è mai piaciuto che qualcuno ti parlance senza rispetto," he said lowly but I heard him "Just get to the address that I'm about to send to you" and he hung up before I could reply.
(you never did like anyone speaking to you without respect)

"Rude" I muttered just as my phone pinged

Supposably Husband
'156 Grace Hill, AV Enterprise.  Go to the reception and tell them you're here to see me, they'll show the way and my assistant will guide you to my office

'Does he think he's the only one that has a job?' I thought.

I press the com and tell Mia to come to my office.

"Yes Dr"

"Um stepping out for a couple of hours, update me if there's an emergency," I tell her to gather my phone and handbag.

"Of course"

I walk to the garage where the employee's cars are kept and enter mine.  I put the location on the map and drove off.  It took me 3 hours to reach the destination, well half of it was because I stopped at McDonald's to get something. 

In front of me was a skyscraper, you know the one that you see in movies and they would be jumping off without a parachute but still somehow survive yeah that one.  I got dropped at the gate and had to show an ID, then a specific number to where to park.  It was all brand cars,
Lexus, Porsches, Tesla, Ashton Martin, Range Rover, Bentley, you name it.