Hide The Secrets novel Chapter 4

"S'up fellas" I say as I enter the conference room, Jackson is smirking but ignores me and continues to type. Leo doesn't even acknowledge my presence. Giovanni nods at me before leaving the room and Anton isn't all that fussed either, probs absorbed in some finance report. However, Ottoman Clarke on the other hand, known to friends as Clarke, is fuming. He is my longest friend, since kindergarten, but today he is starting to get on my nerves?! Ok, so i was late. It isn't as if i am always late! If anything I'm always fucking early!

"What's wrong Otto?" He hates when I call him that and unless I piss him off he wont tell me what his problem is.

"What's wrong? WHAT'S WRONG?" He imitates me "YOU...YOU are what's wrong! I called and messaged you all night, til 6:00AM THIS MORNING! And you haven't even returned my calls!" Now Clarke is really beginning to get on my nerves?! Who the fuck does he think he is? My girlfriend?

"Fucking hell Clarke it isn't like your my fucking girlfriend! You can cope without me ffs! You didn't become a multi-millionaire by being fucking dependant! This isn't about me not returning your calls, you are mad about something else and my not-answering has tipped you over the edge. So... what is it? Is it Brooke?" He glares at me over the mention of her name. BINGO!

The tension in the room is so thick you could cut it with a knife. I move over to sit in the chair opposite Clarke.

"Dude, what happened?"

"Brooke left me..." he deadpans. I am shocked. Brooke and Clarke had been together since high school, she'd stuck with him through thick and thin; from getting through high school to establishing his multi million dollar company. Honestly I'm at a loss for words... but I ask the question we are all thinking.

"Why?"

"Be...because... I... slept with someone else." If I was shocked before now I am fucking blown away?! He DID WHAT?! OTTOMAN CLARKE CHEATED?!

Grace's POV

My dreams for becoming a professional dancer are on hold, not forgotten, just permanently on hold for the next 15 years until my now, three year old twins head off to college or into the world, but I wouldn't change anything for the world. I sit here now, three years and 7 months since my fateful one night stand with their father, looking at the most beautiful pair of children I have ever seen.

My daughter, Weaver, is going to be a heartbreaker. Even at three years old her beauty is unparalleled. Her long blonde hair is flowing just past her shoulders, her skin is perfectly tanned and she has the most beautiful blue eyes, the iris is surrounded by a light blue colour that eventually blends into a darker blue rim. All of her features are perfect too! I can't believe that I had a part in making her!

Also, my son, Arloe, is identical to Weaver except in boy form. He was born before his sister, but I am yet to tell them this detail despite how many times they ask because I know it will be all that is used in an argument. It doesn't make Weaver any less capable than Arloe because she is 20 mins younger. Plus they will fight more often and as a single mum it is really hard to be both the good cop and bad cop. I am almost always good cop unless my kids do something dangerous that could put their lives at risk then I go all momma bear!