“You’re in shock,” Caleb said as he started removing my shoes, “just keep taking deep breaths for me, Princess.”
I closed my eyes. “You called me that sometimes.”
He removed my shoes. “I’ll call you that every day for the rest of your life, if you’d like.”
I sniffed the air. “Why does it smell like pennies?”
I drew in deep lungfuls of air, trying to figure out why in the hell I smelled money, of all things. It wasn’t until Caleb hovered over me that he swiped his thumb along my upper lip, however.
And when he pulled his thumb away from my skin, it was coated in something red.
My eyes widened. “Blake’s dead, isn’t he?”
Caleb quickly wiped the blood off on his pants. “Yes, he is. But try not to worry about that right now. You need to focus on your breathing so your heart rate can come down. That’s part of why you feel the way you do.”
My gaze gravitated back toward the ceiling. “Blake’s dead.”
I felt the bed giving way before something warm settled beside me. “You’re safe with me, Rose. Always.”
I closed my eyes. “Holy shit, Blake’s dead.”
The more I repeated it to myself, the more it brought me comfort. I was done. It was over. The hiding. The sneaking around. The constant demand for him to sign the divorce papers.
My eyes shot open. “Oh, my God.”
“What?” Caleb asked as he shot up from my side. “What is it? What do you need?”
It took me a few times to start the sentence, but when I did, I had no idea what to do with the information that fell from my lips.
“We never had a pre-nup,” I whispered.
“What?” Caleb asked.
I swallowed hard as the reality finally dawned upon me. “Everything Blake has is going to go to me because we’re technically still married, and we didn’t have a pre-nup.”
“Is… that a good thing?”
All I could do was nod at his question, because the truth of the matter is that I had no clue what to do with all of it. The three vacation homes, the house we had purchased, the multiple investment vehicles. Blake didn’t allow me access to our finances often, claiming that it was his responsibility as the man of the house to make sure we had everything we needed to operate accordingly. But I wasn’t an idiot. I knew what the tabloids said about him from time to time. More than once, he had been in Forbes magazine, featured in articles dealing with multi-millionaires that took their industries by storm.
I’d never have to worry about money ever again.
“Oh, my God,” I said flatly.
“What?” Caleb asked.
I finally turned my head to look at him. “There’s a dead body in the parking garage.”
He nodded. “Viper is handling it, don’t worry.”
I shot up and turned to face him fully. “There’s a dead body in the parking garage. What are we going to do about it? What if the police figure out—”
“Shh, shh, shh, shh,” Caleb said as he raised up and cupped my cheeks. “When I tell you that Viper is taking care of it, I mean all of it. Everything will be okay, all right? No one’s going to prison. No one’s being arrested. All right?”
I shook my head. “How is that even possible, though?”
He stroked my thumb along my skin. “It just is with us, okay?”
I searched his gaze. “No one will know?”
