Rose Winter (UNDER EDITING)

Mission Impossible

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ROSE P.O.V

It's 10am when Katie wakes me up with all the pots and pans, making so much noise. It's a Saturday which means I don't have to go to work. I roll out of bed eyes still closed and walk towards my closet. Opening my eyes, I pick out a light pink blouse with black pants and light pink flats and sit it on the bed. I take off my clothes and wrap a towel around my body, then walk across the hall towards the bathroom.
The water is steaming hot just how I like it, as I wash I begin to think Alex is demanding he thinks he can control me. The memory from the club still fresh in my head. His lips oh so close to mine. The way his jaw clenched when he was mad. I shake my head letting the memory fade and get out,wrapping the towel around me and walking back to my room. I get dressed and wrap my wet hair in a towel then walk towards the kitchen.

"Heyyy I made a pancakes and hash browns" Katie says with delight, putting a plate in front of me while I sit across the island.

"We need to change our number" I state as I eat.

"Why?" She asks.

"Because somehow Alex called me last night...apparently to tell me not to talk to him like that" I roll my eyes.

katie was choking out a piece of bagel."he did what?"

"Yup".

"Well I don't think there's anything to worry about".

"Katie he knew our phone number and if he could get it like that" I snap my finger."Then how do you know other people won't do just the same?"

"I did a background check on both of them...Eric and Alex. Both orphans in London after something happened to their parents, doesn't say what happened...both sets of parents died, they stayed there until they turned 18 Alex's has...a sister named Jo-Ann. Eric has no siblings.Alex is the boss of a multi million company called 'LA plush'. No criminal records " She reads.

"Explain why he had a gun?" I stuck a piece of pancake in my mouth.

"Explain why you have one" she fires back.

"You know why katie" I state grimly.

"Ok then maybe he's trying to protect himself from his past too not everyone is out to get us" she replies annoyed.

I decide I'd see for myself..

I grab my clipboard and pen and step out the cab with my black heels.I straightened my hair and wore a white blouse, with black blazer with black trousers. I could pass as a reporter you got this. As I look at building I'm in shock, it was huge.
I take a deep breath and walk in the building. It's crowded with people walking around, way too busy on their phones. I walk to the receptionist's desk.
"Hello I'm a reporter looking to get the inside scoop from the staff...." I trail off trying to sound professional.

She blinks once...twice and smiles.

"Ummm I just take calls I don't really know...how about I get Mr.Ridden to help you out" and presses a button. "Hello Mr.Ridden a reporter is here to see you...ok"

I stand patiently waiting. Who the he'll is Mr.Ridden? Who cares as long as I get the information I'm seeking.

"An esort will help you find his office she informs proudly.

"Ok thank you ms.."

"Just call me Mya" she says.

"Rose" I reply and wave bye. While the escort...a man with a fat belly and a beard escorts me upstairs. He doesn't try to make conversation and I am thankful for that. "His office is right there" he said standing at the door. He knocks on the door.

"Mr.Ridden the reporter..." I wasn't listening to him anymore, I am looking at the name on the door 'Alexander Ridden' shit no no no.

I thought maybe I could speak to a 2nd hand person in charge, not the man himself.