A Billionaire in Disguise #1 : Forbidden Disclosure(15)

"Thank you, we really appreciate it." Daniel could tell by the look on the officer's face that he'd listened to loud demands from an angry Italian in New York. 

Rosie and Daniel were going from room to room, gathering things she wanted to keep. The things she made, some family heirlooms from her mother, photographs, and a few other odds and ends were all that were chosen. She didn't want anything else, especially not all of her clothes. Just a few outfits would be good enough. All of her clothing was hand-me-downs from Albert or very outdated and worn women's clothing.

"Rosie, I'm going to buy you all new things. You don't have to take any of these." Daniel looked in her closet with sadness and visions of his Lamborghini. He felt so much guilt.

"It's okay, Daniel, I'm not a freeloader, and I'll find myself a little job to help me make ends meet. I will pay rent and pay for my horses." When Rosie had her hands on her hips, you knew she meant business, but Daniel wasn't going to take no for an answer.

"We'll figure everything out when we get there, okay?" You aren't doing anything but lavishing yourself in luxuries, having servants, playing with your horses, and being shown more love than you've ever known.

Rosie agreed, reluctantly.

When Daniel closed and locked the door to the house, Rosie took one last look at the land.

"Are you okay with this, Rosie? My father meant what he said. If you want to stay, he really will do all those things he said he would."

"No, Daniel. It's time for me to move on and maybe enjoy doing something different. Hopefully, I can find a different kind of job!" Rosie laughed and Daniel joined her.

Rosie, you aren't ever working again, he thought, but kept on smiling.

Daniel cancelled the movers and brought the few boxes to the airport to put on the jet. Rosie was like a little girl inside of the limo. She pushed all the buttons, and Daniel was having a field day just watching her.

Walking up to the plane, Rosie grabbed Daniel's arm.

"Rosie, are you okay?"

"Don't laugh at me, but I've never flown before … "

"It'll be fine, and I think you'll love flying. I'll sit right beside you." Daniel took her by the hand and led her up the steps.

"Are you sure the horses are okay? I'm worried about them."

"My father is paying for the vet and for his assistant to transport them to New York. They're already on the road, and if you'd like you can call them from the plane to check on your girls."

"Is your pilot … good?"

Daniel led Rosie to her seat and ordered her a glass of wine. She was absolutely shocked at how beautiful the interior was. It looked more like an expensive motel suite than the insides of airplanes she'd seen on television. After her glass of wine, the pilot moved the jet onto the runway. Daniel was sure that he'd have finger marks on his skin from Rosie grabbing him. But once they were en route, Rosie relaxed and just enjoyed the view.

"Do you live with your father?"

"No, I live in a penthouse that I hate. It's in Manhattan. I'm going to move back home I think until I get some things figured out. I don't want to live like I was."

"A penthouse? My word, you must have thought that room I put you in was the pits!"

"Actually, it was the most beautiful room I'd ever seen. I'll miss it. I think the biggest thing I'll miss is the quilt, and the way you made the sheets smell so good."

Rosie held Daniel's hand while they landed. As they drove to the mansion, one thing was very clear to her; New York was not Prairie, Tennessee.

Francesco summoned Carl to his study.

"Is everything all set, Carl?"


 

 

 

"Yes, Francesco, her room is ready. Are you sure you wouldn't rather have her in the guest house?"

"Carl, she isn't a guest. She's family and she will be living here. If she doesn't like it, then I'll put her in the guest house. She's quite a lovely woman who hasn't been treated very fairly in life. I want to make sure she's happy."

"Very well. The barn, of course, isn't finished for the horses, but Amos Cartwright, an exceptional horse trainer, has agreed to let them stay with him until we have shelter for the two."

"That's perfect, Carl. Thank you so much. You're really going to like Rosie." Francesco absolutely glowed.

"I think you already do, Sir." Carl winked, smiled at his boss, and then quickly left the study.

Rosie was beside herself when the plane was landing. She was more than positive about an impending crash. Daniel tried to comfort her and not bust out laughing at the same time. But her fear turned into amazement when she saw the limo waiting for them.

Daniel hadn't mentioned to his father about wanting to move back to the mansion. He wasn't crazy about staying in New York, and if his father was going to give him the business, he'd almost have to stay. Regardless of where he ended up, Daniel knew he would continue to miss the farm, the southern hospitality, and the people of Prairie.

Life in the country had put a polish on the rough, careless man. All of his life he did nothing but make fun of people from the south, the land of the south, and even farmers. He knew that no matter how much he longed to work the land and breathe the clean air of the countryside, it would remain in his past. In reality, I was making fun of Rosie. Daniel felt his embarrassment and anger over his stupidity color his face and his mood.

The limo ride seemed to take longer. People were trying to get prepared for Thanksgiving and get a jump start on Christmas shopping. The traffic was insane.

"Daniel, is there an accident up here?"

"No, Rosie, it's like this all the time. When we leave the city the traffic will back off. My father's estate is in the country. You'll probably like it."

"His estate … "

"Yep. Did you want to check on the horses?"

"That's okay, Daniel, I can wait until we're out of the car." Rosie patted Daniel's hand. She jumped frequently when horns suddenly blared next to them. He was hoping that the bumper to bumper traffic wasn't going to be her final impression of New York. His hopes were met when they left the traffic behind them and entered the beautiful area of Lexington, home of sprawling estates.

"Daniel, why are we stopping?" 

"We have to wait for the gates to open, and then we'll drive through to my father's house."

"House? Daniel, this isn't a house!"

Daniel laughed and squeezed Rosie's hand. "Welcome home, Rosie."

"Oh my Lord … "

Carl stepped outside and opened the door to assist Rosie out of the limo. "You must be the lovely Rosie. I'm Carl, the butler on the estate. If you need anything, there are several places throughout the mansion where you can ring for me. Come along and I'll show you to your room."

"Daniel, I thought I would be living in a guest house, not a mansion!"

"Rosie, look over there. That's the guest house, and as you can see it's pretty huge. We'd be honored to have you stay with us."

"But maybe your father wouldn't like that. I'm practically a stranger!"

"If Carl said he was going to show you to your room, that means my father has already decided he wants you under the same roof."

"I would like to see Francesco if it's possible. I want to extend my appreciation and make arrangements to pay for my stay."

Daniel laughed once again and escorted her to his father's study. You aren't paying one dime for anything unless it's to spoil yourself.

Francesco quickly hung up the desk phone and stood as soon as he saw Daniel and Rosie enter the room.

"Daniel! Rosie! I'm so happy you're home." He approached both and gave them hugs. "Rosie, do you like your room? I can change it or anything inside of it. You just have to give me the word."

"Father, she hasn't seen it yet." Daniel was smiling because he was sure that Rosie would be staying in one of the biggest and brightest rooms.

"Are you sure you want me to live here? I'm not sure if I can afford it. I do want to offer you whatever I can, and as soon as I'm able I'll ask Daniel to take me to town and look for a job. That might not be too easy though, as all I've ever done is work a farm." Rosie laughed, but felt completely awkward in her predicament and worn-out attire.

"Rosie, you are under my roof because I want you here. You're family, and the kindness you showed to my son touched my heart so much. I hope you don't mind, but Estelle will be assisting you, and I've planned on a nice shopping trip for you. Women love to shop, this I know! There isn't anything you have to worry about other than what time of day you want to play with your horses or shop."

"My horses! Daniel, I have to check on them and make arrangements for boarding." Rosie let out a long sigh. She knew she didn't have enough to board them for longer than a couple of months.

"Rosie, your horses are in good hands. They will be staying with a trainer until I get their accommodations complete on the estate. You're welcome to go visit them whenever you'd like."

"Here?"

"If you drove around you'd see a few homes with horses. Now mine will have some too!"

"Boarding with a trainer is expensive. I only have enough-"

"Your money is no good here, Rosie. You took care of my son, now I will take care of you."

Carl stepped forward and offered his arm to show Rosie her room. Hopefully she wouldn't trip and fall while gawking at all the beauty of the large mansion.