Rosella’s POV What in the world is going on?!In all my anti-social years of living I have never heard my phone beep two messages at once, not to mention over a hundred messages were buzzing my phone in real time! My message box read nine hundred and ninety nine plus and that’s when I knew there was a problem. For weird reasons the first thing I opened was my high school group chat. Everyone kept tagging me and I had a feeling why! Of course it had something to do with my dear ex fiancé and his new found love, or should I say old love! Apparently I was the newbie in their blossoming love, most comments didn’t seem shocked about the discovery. Their discussions were divided into two, Some said they always suspected something going on and that made me feel like the biggest fool of the century!While others were genuinely surprised and shared their pity for me. Either ways, the group was in a frenzy. Especially with the reunion coming up, they seemed to have a lot to talk
Rosella’s mind was in a messy state, she kept rethinking her decision.Not that she could change her mind now. It’s far too late already, still she had a gut feeling that her actions were going to haunt her for the rest of her life. She muted her phone so now only the vibrating feeling notified her of the numerous messages popping in.Her class group was the most active and she could guess their topic of discussion!The news of her and Donovan has spread like wild fire so typically everyone in the group had something to say. She didn’t bother reading through the messages or even opening the chat, she was more focused on what tonight held!What does the universe have install for her?Jake was sure to attend and since the theme was ‘come in pairs’ Adriana would stick to him like a mutt to light! It was noon by the time Mirable knocked on her door.“It’s time, I’ll take you to get ready. This time we will go out”The thought of going out excited Rose, In no time she was ready and i
Rosella’s POV The shining lights and flashes from cameras told me to brace myself because I knew the minute I step on that red carpet with Mr. Dangerous, there was no turning back. Even now it was simply impossible for me to change my mind.My heart pumped louder against my chest as Donovan circled the car to get me. The second my six-inch stiletto touched ground my ears were invaded with loud sounds of chattering.Earlier the car’s sound proof blocked it out. I wasn’t expecting such noise to instantly fill my brain and subconsciously leaned on Donovan for support. By the time I realized my mistake his hand was already wrapped around my waist protectively. I didn’t know if it was to provide support or for the eyes of the reporters. My guess is the latter!We talked side by side and I fixed my face by flashing a smile that wrinkled my eyes. “Can you answer some few questions- ”“We want to have a word with Miss Rose- ”“Does your decision to become Mr Donovan’s surrogate have
(Bellissima means beautiful in Italian)“Do I know you?”Rose softly asked, her voice laced in suspicion. “Sadly no, but I know you”His words marveled Rose, he sounded similar to Donovan or was she just imagining things? Meanwhile Donn quietly questioned Franklin.“Where is Rose?”“She encountered her ex-fiancé on her way to the restroom, she should be over there…”He trailed off at the discovery of her absence.“Find her now”The agitation in Donn’s voice was prominent and the minute they turned, their eyes caught a figure outside the window. A woman embedded in red fabric and a very tall man draped in black. The muscles of Donn’s jaw tensed and Franklin was equally prepared for what is to come. Rose thought Marcus was referring to the articles released about her and Donovan so she didn’t think much into his previous words.After all, everyone knew her face from the rumors spreading like wildfire. “You truly are beautiful, maybe now I can finally understand Donn…”She di
Back at the party Franklin and Mirable used Donovan’s absence as their cue to leave the event. “I’ll give you a ride home”“Oh…no it’s fine, I can manage”“I wasn’t asking”Franklin said and got in his car while Mirable slowly followed suit. She sat in the front passengers seat like before and the ride began fast and smooth. When he got to her community she had to direct him to her street.She lived in a very remote area so the roses were narrow and the lighting was terrible.Some streets had just one streetlight and sometimes it was faulty so driving through the street wasn’t as smooth as the rides in the city. “Turn left, it’s the first house on the street”Franklin did as told and his car came to a stop in front of her house. “Thank you” Mirable motioned with a slight bow and her hands on the door but immediately she opened the door a loud crashing sound came from inside her house and she immediately knew what was going on.“Mom!!”Mirable rushed in and Franklin sensing t
The feeling of being pressed against Donn’s sturdy chest was the only thought in Rose’s head.There wasn’t an ounce of space between them as Donn’s strong hands wrapped her slim waist while he continued chewing on her lips as if they were candy.Rose was definitely not expecting such an outcome when she matched to his room.She couldn’t fathom how things moved this fast.Weren’t they having a heated argument a moment ago?!Suddenly the terms of the surrogacy contract started to replay in her head and she didn’t know what else to do. It has always been her concern to inquire what the clause ‘Whenever and however’ freaking mean!The former is self explanatory but the same can’t be said for the latter! The kiss was deepening by the minute and it was getting hard for her to even think!The smell of whiskey and smoke clouded her senses and his hands lustfully roamed her body.He coped a feel of her rounded ass and she physically shuddered. His touch was magnetic and it seemed to aw
Donovan’s POVDarkness blurred my vision, I find myself in this awfully familiar surrounding but why are my feet small while I’m running helplessly?Why does it feel like the faster I run the buildings get bigger?They’re closing in on me.I’m sad, extremely sad, in tears in fact but I keep running in the dark streets bare footed.The smell of sweat stung to me like the wet shirt to my skin.But…I keep running and calling out “Mom! Dad!”That’s right, my parents are dead. They just died on my fifteenth birthday.All because of me.All because I was too bloody selfish and threw a tantrum about it!All because I wanted them here!My small sized hands flew over my ears in fright, the sound of sirens ringing while the ambulance take their bodies from the mangled wreckage of a car rang in my head.I can’t seem to get it out. No matter how hard I press my hands against my ears the sirens get louder and clearer. There’s chaos everywhere and in that moment of watching the police cover t
Franklin closed the door behind him and his eyes locked with Mirable. He couldn’t help staring a little longer.“How are you feeling now?”“Ah…I’m fine…thank you”Her awkwardness didn’t irk him, he strangely found it funny but Mirable was mentally face palming herself in shame. “Donn’s instruction is to let Rose sleep, once she’s awake send her over”“Understood” Mirable replied and watched Franklin take steps away while she fought her inner demons. “Wait…” she called out and he halted.“I didn’t thank you properly for last night…” she adjusted her specs nervously “… Can I treat you to lunch? -”“There’s no need”“Oh…” She murmured while watching his back get further away from her. Now she felt like shit but her gesture was only to repay him for the VIP ward he paid for, the feeling of indebtedness was like a weighing bag resting on her shoulders. An hour later and Mirable received news from a maid that Rose was awake. “Come in”The moment Rose realized it was Mirable her
Blood spattered on the ground, pooling beneath the crumpled body of Rosella's mother. The sound of the gunshot still echoed in Rosella's ears, even as chaos erupted around her. Her body froze, rooted to the ground as the weight of her mother's falling figure pressed against her chest."No-No, no, no!" Rosella cried, catching her mother in her trembling arms. The air seemed to thicken, bullets zipping past her in the ensuing firefight. She didn't flinch.The world blurred, focusing solely on the woman bleeding out in her arms. ‘Why did she throw herself in front of me?’ Rosella’s mind was pinned on this thought. "Mom! Stay with me!" she screamed, shaking her gently. Blood seeped through her mother's dress, staining Rosella's hands and knees. "Please, don't close your eyes, don't do this to me!"Her mother's eyes fluttered open, her irises clouded with pain yet filled with a strange serenity. "Rosella..." Her voice was barely audible, a faint whisper under the chaos.Tears streamed d
The tension in the air was suffocating, thick enough to choke. The small warehouse echoed with the sound of guns cocking and men shifting into position. The stale scent of sweat, gunpowder, and mildew permeated the room, clinging to the skin like an unwelcome reminder of the danger that loomed.Rosella could barely breathe as she sat on the floor, her wrists raw from the ropes that had only recently been removed by Marcus, her heart thundering in her chest.Her mother was beside her, pale and trembling, though her gaze flickered with a strange kind of strength. Across the room, Odessa stood tall, her arms crossed and her expression cool but edged with irritation as she surveyed the chaos she had orchestrated.In the middle of it all stood Marcus, he suddenly rushed in holding a gun that wavered between two targets, Donovan and his mother, Odessa. His jaw was clenched, his brow furrowed, and his breathing uneven as he wrestled with the storm of emotions raging inside him."Marcus," O
Rosella was slumped against the cold wall of the dimly lit room, her wrists sore from the ropes digging into her skin. The air was damp and carried the faint metallic tang of rust and decay. The room itself was barren save for a flickering bulb overhead, casting long, ominous shadows across the cracked concrete walls. Every creak of the floor, every distant muffled noise made her flinch, the tension wrapping around her like a vice.Odessa stood before her, her figure imposing despite the elegant tailored suit she wore. Her heels clicked sharply against the floor as she paced, the sound filling the otherwise silent room. Her lips curled into a smirk, and her dark eyes gleamed with satisfaction. She looked every bit the predator who had cornered her prey.“You must be wondering,” Odessa began, her voice smooth but laced with venom, “why I hate Donovan so much. Why I’ve gone to such lengths to tear him down.” She paused, her gaze flickering to Rosella, who stared back with defiance despi
Rosella's breath caught in her throat as her gaze locked onto the older woman slumped nearby. For a moment, time seemed to freeze. Mirable's mother, her mother was sitting just feet away, her head bowed, her blonde hair falling limply over her face.The revelation felt like a sucker punch to the gut. This wasn't just a coincidence or some cruel game Odessa was playing. The truth was undeniable. The woman who had shielded Mirable with her life during the earlier chaos, the woman whose face seemed strangely familiar from the moment Rosella laid eyes on her was the same woman who had abandoned her as a child.Her mother.Rosella's heart thundered in her chest as a whirlwind of emotions tore through her.Shock, betrayal, anger, and the faintest hint of longing all fought for dominance.She clenched her fists against the ropes binding her, her nails digging into her palms as she fought back tears.Across the room, Odessa’s smirk widenedas she basked in the tension. "Well, well," she dra
Rosella’s world felt drenched in icy water as her senses came alive. She gasped, her body jerking against the tight ropes that bound her to the cold, damp floor. The sharp sting of water dripping from her hair to her skin left her shivering, but the real coldness came from the person standing over her.Emma.A wicked smile stretched across Emma’s face as she held an empty bucket, her gleeful eyes mocking Rosella’s misery. “Good, you’re awake,” she said, tossing the bucket aside carelessly. The clang echoed in the dimly lit room, its harsh sound amplifying the tension in the air.Rosella’s eyes darted around, panic rising in her chest. The room was barren except for a few scattered crates and a single dangling bulb casting a dim, flickering light. Her gaze froze when it landed on a motionless figure slumped against the wall.Mirable’s mother.The older woman was still unconscious, her blonde hair matted and her pale face streaked with grime. Rosella’s heart raced, a sinking dread settl
Rosella paced her room, the plush carpet muffling the frantic huffs of her breaths. Her heart raced in sync with her thoughts, each beat heavier than the last. Donovan’s warning to stay indoors had seemed simple enough at first, but as the hours passed, unease wrapped around her like a suffocating fog. Why wouldn’t he or Franklin answer her calls? What was happening out there?The vibration of her phone jolted her from her thoughts. Snatching it from the table, she saw the name Dalgliesh Residence flashing on the screen. Her breath hitched.“Hello?” she answered, her voice trembling.“Miss Rosella,” the voice on the other end was panicked, rushed. “It’s Mr. Dalgliesh. He’s collapsed, been rushed to St. James Hospital. It’s bad… very bad.”Rosella felt her knees weaken, her free hand gripping the edge of the desk for support. “Collapsed? What happened?!”“We don’t know yet. The doctors are trying their best, but…” The voice faltered, leaving the grim implication hanging in the air.Ros
Felix had his father discharged, watching him from home was best, even though Daisy was against the idea he went ahead with it anyway. He hated hospitals, he put up long enough already, any more would break him. Daisy adamantly followed him set his Father at home. Felix leaned against the porch railing, his gaze distant. Could he even look Daisy in the eye after what he was about to say? She stood a few steps away, her face a mixture of hope and hesitation. Did she feel the same tension in the air, the same heaviness that sat like a stone in his chest?Daisy spoke first, her voice soft. “Felix… I know things haven’t been the same since I left, but—”“Why did you come back, Daisy?” he interrupted, his tone gentle but firm. “Was it guilt? Regret? Or did you think you could fix what’s already broken?”Her eyes widened at his words, and she shook her head. “I came back because I realized what I lost. I made a mistake, Felix. I thought I was doing what was best for us, but… can’t we try a
The rain poured relentlessly, a thunderous symphony that matched the turmoil in Mirable’s chest. She tried to wrest her hand free from Mitch’s grip, but his hold was firm. His face was a picture of regret, drenched in rainwater and guilt.“Let go, Mitch!” she shouted, her voice sharp, raw.“Mirable, please, just listen!” Mitch’s voice cracked with desperation.Suddenly, a hand shot out of the downpour, grabbing Mitch’s wrist and forcing it away from her. The strength of the grip made Mitch stumble, and Mirable gasped as the figure stepped into view.It was Franklin.“You heard her,” Franklin growled, his voice low and menacing. “She told you to unhand her.”Before Mitch could react, Franklin’s fist connected with his jaw in a brutal punch, the sound of the impact cutting through the rain. Mitch staggered back, clutching his face as blood dripped from his lip.“Franklin, stop!” Mirable cried, her shock evident.Franklin wasn’t done. He grabbed Mitch by the collar, lifting him slightly
Mirable stood in front of Mitch’s grand estate, her breath catching in her throat as she took in the sheer size of the property. The gates had opened to reveal an imposing mansion bathed in golden light, its towering columns and manicured gardens screaming wealth and prestige. She tightened her grip on her purse, questioning again why she had agreed to come here.Mitch had sent her a formal invitation, claiming it was in exchange for taking down the tabloids that had spread rumors about their scandalous interaction. She hadn’t expected much, maybe a quiet dinner and a chance to finally tell him off. What she hadn’t anticipated was the presence of his parents.The butler greeted her at the door, leading her through a marbled foyer with crystal chandeliers hanging above. The scent of expensive cologne and polished wood filled the air. She followed silently, her heels clicking against the floor as nerves prickled her skin.When they reached the dining room, her heart sank. Mitch stood at