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Rose pulls up to her house and gets out her father's car. She walks lazily to the door of her house and unlocks the knob.

It was dark inside, as she'd left it, meaning everyone was still asleep. Well, she hoped they were. She couldn't risk getting caught, apart from suffering the consequences, it would only make the night worse than it has already revealed itself to be.

Walking up the steps, she smiles sadly to herself. Seeing Blake should of been a happy moment, one that would make her smile, despite her nasty encounter with Iran Col. But instead, it only added to the unfortunate day, and that seriously pissed her off. Why couldn't her day have been normal? Like a good first day of school and a smooth meet up with her boyfriend? It-

Rose hears a creek, causing her to halt her movement and thoughts. It sounded as if a door had been opened, and it caused her heart to skip a beat.

"Where have you been?" The voice of her father's husband met her ears and her heart rate slowed, as she thanked God that it wasn't her father who had caught her.

She turns around and saw Finn's head poking out the door of the room him and her father shared. She stares at his dark figure, unable to make out his features.

"I-I thought I heard something outside, so I went and checked," Rose lies. She closes her eyes, squeezing them shut, praying Finn doesn't say anything to her father.

The man hums quickly in response, before closing the door. Rose sighs, becoming relieved, as her heartbeat returns back to normal.

She rushes up the hall, to her room and once inside, she allows her body to freely fall back onto the silk sheets of her made bed. Then, Rose began to think, again. She finalizes that a lot had happened today, to where it felt surreal and almost like a bad dream.

She gets undressed before turning her lights off and climbing into bed. Laying with her eyes open, Rose curls up in her sheets, tucking it under her chin. She couldn't see anything, so she was left with her thoughts.

Rose tries to think about something other than the fact that she just got cheated on by her considered love of her life. 

Needing a distraction from what happened, she starts thinking about how she was going to go about when getting revenge on Iran. But nothing came to mind, the image of Blake with Sandra kept popping up in her head, each time followed by a shudder. Rose didn't realize she was crying until she noticed her pillow beginning to get damp. She sniffles, getting up to turn on the lights and grab a few tissues from her adjoined bathroom. On her way back, a light outside catches her attention, but she chooses to ignore the curiosity that ate at her, for, she was tired.

Climbing back into bed, Rose fell asleep in minutes, broken as she did so.

Iran, on the other hand, had just pulled up.

He steps out his car, slamming the door. He recently came from a meeting, one with the intentions of merging the Col hotel with the Bilactic Hotel. Unfortunately, the owner rejected his offer, and he dreaded breaking the awful news to his father. A man who only cared about two things; money and publicity. And he expected his sons to be the exact way. But Iran was different, this was the third task he was given, and failed.

While his brother, Diran, succeed effortlessly at all three of his missions and even asked for four more, to which he passed. It made Iran scowl in envy, sometimes his brother could be a little bitch, or as he'd say.

Mr. Col was going to be furious. He had told Iran the third time's a charm, well this was the third time.

Iran finds himself inside, walking up his golden spiral stairs. He recites a plan on what to say, but nothing sounded like it would make his father less angry. So, he decides to just break the news. 

On the last step to the top, Iran bumps into Ryan, "hey, man?" He smiles, holding a folder full of papers. "So. Was that the last meeting?"

Iran nods his way, "yeah."

"And, how did it go?" Ryan shifts his weight to his left leg while digging a hand in the pocket of his khaki pants.

"It didn't. Bilactic didn't think his employees would make it all the way from Europe. I even offered a plane ride for them. He didn't think it was worth all the trouble." Iran sighs dramatically, "now, I got to tell Father."

Ryan sighs after him, "he's going to be angry, man. But, look, the Bilactics would be getting thirty percent, if he had agreed."

"Yeah. He's clearly fucked up. I don't even know how I'm going to tell father."

"It'll be fine, man." With that, Ryan nudges past Iran, giving him a pat on the back. It leaves a smirk on Iran's face and he felt a little better. In all, he'd have to admit Ryan was his favorite. He was sure his brother would grow up to be a therapist or some shit.

Rounding the corner, Iran greets his father at the entrance of his home office, a shy smile taking over his smirk. The man he faced was the only one who could break him and his brothers, and he knew that fact.

"Son. Papers?" Mr. Col extends his right arm, while lifting his head. His blue eyes staring at his son's empty hands which only held car keys. Iran knew what he wanted, the hotel merge contracts, and it was something he didn't have.

"Didn't get the deal." Iran says, letting his head hang. His father huffs and slams his hand on the table.

"We were counting on that deal, boy! It would have allowed us to expand to Europe, stupid!" Mr. Col jumps out his chair and in three large steps, was in front of Iran. "You want to be a multi-billionaire? Huh? Well get me that shitty deal!" He sneers lowly, almost inaudible.

Iran turns and leaves, abruptly slamming the door to the office close. "Dirty bastard. I could ruin you in five words." He mutters to himself, walking the hallway to his room. He pushes the door to his room-open, the inside knob banging against the wall at the force.

Iran enters and slams the door, close.

He takes a seat on his bed, pulling out a book and pencil from his drawer. Iran begins to write, his hands skimming across the paper quickly. When he's done, he falls back on his bed, closing his eyes.

And that night, Rose wasn't the only one who fell asleep unhappy.

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