Harper Lee Richards is in New York City for a friends bachelorette party weekend trip. What was supposed to be a fun, carefree girls trip turned into so much more. When she meets a mysterious stranger and then keeps bumping into him everywhere she g...
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Chapter songs: Lost/Frank Ocean
The thought of Antony in her bedroom was worse than any physical torture I've had to endure. I knew this was going to be difficult, being under the same roof with Marina and Harper is going to be worse than having my fingernails removed. I had to be careful, Marina would be watching every move I make and I had allowed myself to become too soft for Harper. I had to hide it, or else this would blow my entire plan out of water. Not that I exactly had a plan.
I had immediately stripped my clothes off, stepping into the scalding shower to attempt to rid myself of any trace of Marina Valeri on my skin. At one time she was a welcome distraction, but everything has changed now. Everything has changed because of Harper. Niall knocks on my door when I finish dressing and he has a scowl on his face.
"You need to get a hold on things H." He says without hesitation. "That whole stunt with Marina, you can't explode like that."
The truth is, Marina and I had always been like this, oil and water but the tension had always made for great sex. Now I want nothing to do with her. The girl in the room beside me is to blame. She's to blame for all of this.
"What's going on with you H?" Niall asks.
"I don't like being here. I have a bad feeling about this. This whole thing is bigger than we realize Niall. I've got to get her out of this." I sit down on my bed, tugging at the roots of my hair.
"You've got to pull this together. All eyes are going to be on her and you've got to keep your feelings in check."
"I know Niall, I know. I need your help Niall. Something isn't adding up, this is more involved than we thought."
"What can I do?"
"I found an envelope in her father's desk Niall. It had a photo of Harper inside but on the back it was a different name. I know it was her. The eyes were the same but it had the name Abigail. There was also a note of some sort in my fathers handwriting. It doesn't make sense."
"What? Your father? Are you sure?"
"Yea. I'm sure. Why did the Valeri's prearrange this with Antony? You didn't know did you?"
"NO clue H. Just as caught off guard as you are."
"Eyes and ears open Niall. Something is going on."
Niall swiftly exits my room and I tug off my trousers and my shirt, choosing to sit in my boxers and tshirt. There is no rest for the wicked they say and I know I'll be summoned downstairs in a couple of hours for a meeting with Antony. The thought of the girl in the room next door is one that's driving me slowly insane. I can't stop thinking about her. I slide into the bed, allowing the cool sheets to surround me. The Valeri home is on the Amalfi Coast and it's a gorgeous place. I'd love to own my own place in Italy one day. Thoughts of a small house here on the coast with the girl in the room next door invade my brain. I lean back against the headboard and close my eyes, allowing my thoughts to drift to her. I think of dancing with her at her best friends wedding reception, my fingers dipping inside the silk and trailing down the end of her spine. Her skin is so soft, so unblemished, so fucking pure.
