Ryder POV;
It was late at night and Flora was still yet to awake. I just hope those guys didn't give her an overdose as they claimed.
I was lost staring at her face when I heard a phone buzz.
Huh?
Of course, it was not my cellphone.
I stood up from the bed and traced the tone I was hearing to her small bag, lying carelessly in the room. I picked it from the floor and opened it. I could feel my heart leapt immediately I looked at her phone screen.
“It's Zayn calling,” I mumbled to myself, shifting my gaze to Flora's face.
You've won already, Ryder… My subconscious mind whispered in my ears and I nodded.
I swallowed hard and pressed the answer icon at the fourth ring. “Hello,” I said in my deepest voice. “Who are you, and why do you have Flora's phone?” He asked coldly and it got me laughing meticulously.
I laughed so hard for some minutes, and I was very sure he was now fuming. 
“You're so smart, Zayn, you should be able to figure it out by now,” I told him, after the laughter had subsided.
He's not saying anything, and I decided to hang up. “Later Zayn” I told him and removed the phone from my ear.
“Ryder?” He called, and my eyes widened instantly.
How could he tell?
I tried my possible best to change my voice, yet… I cleared my throat before speaking up. “Yes, it's Ryder,” I told him in my normal voice.
I heard him laugh so hard from the other end, and it makes my heart started to beat tremendously. Believe me, I feel so powerful among my peers, I can boss whosoever that pleases me around, and which they will never defy my words. But when it comes to Zayn, I feel completely powerless, for he's so powerful, he's capable of doing any f**king sh't and no one would dare question him. 
“You're a fool, Ryder, for making me worried so much,” he said through gritted teeth. “If you know what is best for you Ryder, get that girl back here; but if you make me come get her myself, then you'll surely regret it, I promise you” He threatened, my jaw clenched. “Are you trying to intimidate me now?” I asked and I heard him scoffed. “Don't even bother looking for her Zayn because she's far gone, and you can never get her, leave us alone. She's not even yours from the very first place, so back off!” I said with so much confidence and without one more word from him, I hung immediately.
Gee!
I released a massive sigh I never knew I was holding, and I could feel my heart coming together after I've hung up.
I better start preparing our tickets, Zayn is a Jerk, who knows what trick might be up his sleeve this time around. I can't risk anything now, not when Flora is finally with me.
“Ryder” I heard the sweetest voice ever, but in a feeble tone. Damn!
I just hope she didn't get to listen to all I said to that jackass.
I quickly dropped her phone in my trouser pocket and turned to her.
My pretty Flora is awake… 
I feel like jumping all over the room right now, but no, I have to explain things.
I walked up to her on the bed, with a genuine smile plastered on my face. "How're you feeling now?” I asked tenderly, her face suddenly grew solemn, and I was starting to think she heard our conversations.
“Who are you?” She asked gruffly, but I just smile and crouched beside the bed.
“I'm sure you're pissed at me with the way I chose to bring you back to my life, Flora,” I said to her, but she just stares at me like I was talking gibberish. I stood up and sat on the bed, but she shrank back against the bed headrest. “I said, who are you?!” She yelled.
“Flora, it's me, it's Ryder. You called my name just now, isn't it?” I asked her, hoping she would remember.
She shook her head sideways and crawled out of the bed. “I don't know you, I don't even know how I got here” Her voice hitched like she's going to cry anytime soon.
I just watch her, thinking she's just being dramatic. She turned to me with tears welled up in her eyes and my heart race;she held her head and without a notice, she screamed. F**k! This ain't a joke anymore.
I ran towards her and snuggles her into my arms. She held my shirt, crying nonstop in my chest. “You'll remember everything again, Flora, I promise,” I cooed, stroking her hair.
But how come?
What could have possibly gone wrong?
 David POV
I walked a few steps into the living room and saw him sitting on a long couch, puffing out the smoke from his tobacco pipe.
“Good evening, Dad” I greeted him and without waiting for his response, I strode towards the stairs. “I gave you an assignment, David” His voice made me stop on tracks. Damn!
That voice of his could make one knees grow weak.
I pummeled my fist before turning around to face him. “Hmm… yes, Dad” I replied.
“And what's the news? He asked, inhaling from the pipe. “I'm still on it, you know the girl stays with Zayn, so the task won't be really that easy” I reminded with a little smile. He looked at me and shook his head.
“It won't be easy, right?” He asked and I nodded. He was silent for a moment, “Since you've found it so difficult to tend to my assignment, then I'll do it myself” He announced, I raised my head to look at him. What? “I'll get the girl myself, David,” He added. Seriously?
He was serious all along? F**k,
I'm done for.
If he finds out I knew everything, then it will become so hard. I stared at his face, should I just confess already?