“Lock them in the dungeon for a day. Give them no food or water.”Alexander Ariston did it again. Horror filled everyone’s eyes.Jane and Logan, who had thought the man was being lenient since his princess forced the issue, were surprised. This man never failed to shock them repeatedly.“Uncle,” Logan cried out pitifully. Even though his uncle hadn't tortured them directly, the dungeon was a place he dreaded—one where his uncle inflicted unspeakable horrors on all kinds of enemies. It was a grim location where he showed no mercy.Alexander took perverse satisfaction in capturing his enemies and torturing them on his turf, reveling in the fear he instilled before their eventual demise. It was his way of demonstrating dominance.“Bro, let them go for once. Consider it a special occasion,” Jason, who knew it was Rose’s birthday, pleaded. “Forgive them just this once.”“No way,” Alexander replied firmly. “If I keep giving them chances, they’ll just spoil my little Rose.”He was resolute w
Alexander sighed and walked out onto the balcony. He needed a moment to clear his head. Lighting a cigarette, he tried to process his thoughts. The moment Rose stepped outside, she became a target.For eight years, those waiting for a chance to strike have been like predators. Rose’s presence had stirred them once more, and they were closing in. Although Alexander wasn’t afraid of these threats, he worried for her safety. Rose had a way of diving headfirst into danger without always considering the risks. Each reckless move she made seemed to draw those lurking even closer, and Alexander knew he would be tied up with his own missions this year, not being around her for 24 hours. Balancing his duties with ensuring her safety was becoming increasingly challenging since the girl was not someone who would be obedient, and the fear of not being able to protect her weighed heavily on him.Ten years ago, he saw her as a responsibility. Now, it is different. Just the thought of her being har
“Stop…… please don’t hurt her.” Rose’s father, who took three bullets in his chest, begged in front of the people who had just bragged about their home and killed his pregnant wife and his maids in front of him.He tried to fight, but these men came prepared. He had only a wish right now, not to let them discover his daughter, whom he had hidden in the wardrobe.These men laughed like manic as he walked toward the wardrobe since he knew where he had kept the girl.Rose’s father dragged his blood-drenched body and tried to stop these men; he knew what would happen to the girl if they found her.The men didn’t bother with Rose’s father and pulled open the wardrobe door, and little Rose, who was shaking violently, looked at the man with frightened eyes.But when her eyes fell on her mother’s dead body, along with the maids and her father in blood, she couldn’t stay quiet and screamed.How could a 10-year-old girl keep her calm seeing such a horrific scene in front of her? These men didn’
The man’s features were enough to prove classic elegance, yet there was a dangerous aura around him that barely anyone could ignore; his aura was too much for Rose to bear, But before she could even make up her mind, one assailant who was taken down with a bullet stood up behind Rose and the man. Rose screamed in even more horror; she thought the dangerous man would hurt the man before her.Even the man’s people were surprised; they thought all of them had died, but who knew one of them was alive and he dared to target their boss?The man had a sharp dagger in his hand as he launched at their boss, but the man didn’t even turn his head, sensing the danger; instead, he attacked the man with one hand while still shielding the girl before him.Before the assassin’s knife could touch the man, he fell; this sudden move shocked everyone; no one noticed how their master blocked the man’s attack; only when the man fell did they see the knife on the assassin’s chest deep buried in his heart.
A maid screamed. She was a young girl who had lost her parents in an accident, so Butler Harold took pity on her and gave her the housemaid job.But before putting her on such a serious job, he made her understand the rules of his master’s life - she could never eye their master because their master hates manipulative people, and second, she should keep her mouth shut.She only got Butler Harold’s cold glare when she screamed like this. “Patrica, keep your mouth close.” An Aged woman scolded her. The other maid was an old lady who cooked. Other than her cooking, Master Ariston never liked anyone’s food, so she became a permanent cook in the mansion.“Patrica, we should stay within our boundaries; over curiosity might get us in trouble,” the old woman, Aunty Hina, who understands the world better than Patricia, said with a thoughtful expression.Patrica lowered her excited eyes as she understood she shouldn’t cross the line at all. She had been working for Master Ariston for over thre
Alexander opened his mouth and gave brief details; both Butler and Daniel looked like they had fallen from the sky. “She is Rose Hart, the Hart family’s daughter?” Daniel felt the world was spinning what he had just heard.The child was from Hart's family; now it makes sense why she was in such a state.Alexander didn’t explain further. Instead, he gave a light nod.“So you’re telling the entire Hart family had been murdered, and she is the only survivor, and she witnessed everything?” Daniel felt it was the biggest joke fate could play on any human. Can you imagine if your family got brutally murdered before your eyes, and you witnessed everything and almost died, also?“Hmm.” Even Alexander fell silent before this sentence because this was the harsh truth about her, and he could not turn it off anymore.Daniel falls silent, and instead of pity, Butler Harold feels sympathy for the girl; this girl is just broken by the world for life, and no medicine might ever revive her heart aga
Alexander saw how much pain and terror she held in her little eyes.Alexander slowly got close to the girl as she shrank in fear, and he raised his hand in front of her.“Take my hand,” Alexander said, but she got even more scared instead of doing it.“If you take my hand, I’ll take you to meet your parents, and I promise if you hold my hand now, in this world, no one can get even near to hurt you, so do you want to take my hand?” Alexander knew if he forced her, she would be even caged, but he needed to make her understand he was not someone who would hurt her.Rose looked at Alexander; she was hesitant, her blue eyes shifting between his hand and her tiny little hand, which was dug into her pink dress; when she saw he waited patiently.She was taking time, and he didn’t even look angry or didn’t take his hand away. She calms down still not knowing what to do.“Little girl, you can trust him, Don't mind his face, it was his birth gift. But he always keeps his promises.” Daniel added
Rose raised her curious gaze and looked at the man she called uncle. She just nodded; as long as this man would let her meet her parents, it didn’t matter what kind of promise he asked her.“Then, let’s go to meet your parents first; as for the promise, I’ll take it in front of your dad,” Alexander said, his voice steady and reassuring; how gentleness was enough to give Rose calmness because she needed someone to believe and hold on and Alexander threw away the real him.His gentle smile hid the darkness and mystery behind it, and he became a different person in front of the girl; even Daniel and Butler Harold couldn't see their eyes; the man in front of him was not their master; they couldn’t accept the reality because it was just an illusion.“Let’s go,” Alexander said to the girl, and Rose took his hand.Alexander brought her where he had kept the bodies; he was just waiting for this girl’s last meeting with her parents.When Rose saw her parents, it seemed they didn’t take the bab
Alexander sighed and walked out onto the balcony. He needed a moment to clear his head. Lighting a cigarette, he tried to process his thoughts. The moment Rose stepped outside, she became a target.For eight years, those waiting for a chance to strike have been like predators. Rose’s presence had stirred them once more, and they were closing in. Although Alexander wasn’t afraid of these threats, he worried for her safety. Rose had a way of diving headfirst into danger without always considering the risks. Each reckless move she made seemed to draw those lurking even closer, and Alexander knew he would be tied up with his own missions this year, not being around her for 24 hours. Balancing his duties with ensuring her safety was becoming increasingly challenging since the girl was not someone who would be obedient, and the fear of not being able to protect her weighed heavily on him.Ten years ago, he saw her as a responsibility. Now, it is different. Just the thought of her being har
“Lock them in the dungeon for a day. Give them no food or water.”Alexander Ariston did it again. Horror filled everyone’s eyes.Jane and Logan, who had thought the man was being lenient since his princess forced the issue, were surprised. This man never failed to shock them repeatedly.“Uncle,” Logan cried out pitifully. Even though his uncle hadn't tortured them directly, the dungeon was a place he dreaded—one where his uncle inflicted unspeakable horrors on all kinds of enemies. It was a grim location where he showed no mercy.Alexander took perverse satisfaction in capturing his enemies and torturing them on his turf, reveling in the fear he instilled before their eventual demise. It was his way of demonstrating dominance.“Bro, let them go for once. Consider it a special occasion,” Jason, who knew it was Rose’s birthday, pleaded. “Forgive them just this once.”“No way,” Alexander replied firmly. “If I keep giving them chances, they’ll just spoil my little Rose.”He was resolute w
Alexander handed Rose the glass of water, knelt before her, and slowly untied her shoelaces. The great Alexander Ariston, the pride of the North country and warrior god, kneeled before a little girl to untie her shoes."Holy shit," someone exclaimed.The excited audience, who had come to enjoy the show, silently seethed with envy, jealousy, and disappointment. They had expected Alexander Ariston to scold his princess, but they were daydreaming; she completely charmed the man from head to toe. Even Jason Henson, who had entered, hissed at them. He was thankful Alexander Ariston hadn’t boxed up his sister, but even he was surprised.Ariston could have completely ignored Rose’s action, even though he already knew the mess his precious princess had caused, including her altercation with Dawson.Rose grinned ear to ear as she looked at the familiar faces. She and these people had never gotten along because whenever they were around, they clashed with her, taunting and troubling her when h
The security system detected a significant threat, triggering a black alert. Suddenly, a spotlight illuminated them, momentarily blinding everyone."We messed up," Logan yelled from behind as he assessed the situation. He knew nothing good could come of this girl's scheme. "Oh my god, did we get caught?" Jane panicked, while Rose, outwardly calm, felt a storm of worry inside. She believed she had tampered with the system before leaving.Their eyes fell on a figure at the mansion's back entrance, standing in darkness yet commanding attention. "I'm dead," Logan muttered, recognizing his uncle."I thought my little Rose was peacefully sleeping inside. What is my little Rose doing outside at this hour?" The man's commanding voice cut through their fear.Suddenly, Rose, who had caused so much trouble alone, became timid. To save herself, she exclaimed, "Uncle!" Rose, the little betrayer, ran excitedly toward the figure hidden in the shadows.Ignoring the world, Rose jumped on the person, b
On the other side, Peter went to the security room and pulled out the footage. His hand felt cold as he saw these two brats enter the room, and after a few minutes, the bodyguards who were waiting outside the room entered and there was the sound of breaking things and screams.“God, see I am not wrong, it’s them.” Peter pointed at the screen and shouted.“Move.” Matthew pushed Peter away and sat before the monitor, running his fingers over the keyboard.“What is he doing?” Peter asked.“Deleting the footage,” Michael said, knowing Matthew was making the right call. They couldn’t risk anyone discovering the involvement of Rose and Jane.Peter stayed silent and let Matthew and Michael handle everything.After a few minutes, Matthew nodded. “Give them this.” He cleared everything and left with Michael.When Peter emerged, he saw Aaron and finally understood why people said enemies were bound to cross paths. He never liked Aaron, but this was a secret shared among their ranks; Aaron was m
"Damn it, I forgot! Bro, I just saw your princess down the hallway." Boom... The jewelry box’s lid slammed shut with a thud."What did you say?" The way he shouted made Peter jump in fear, suddenly nervous. He was about to explain when Benjamin’s assistant emerged with the box, confirming Peter’s fear of retribution from his brother. Benjamin was notoriously protective when it came to his "princess.""Yes, when I arrived, I saw her down the hallway." Peter was certain he hadn’t seen anything wrong."Are you sure it was Miss Princess and not someone else?" Daniel questioned. Rose would never visit such a place, he believed, knowing her better than himself. But he realized he might be mistaken. Even if she had come to a club at this hour, Alexander would have been informed first. Yet Alexander’s reaction suggested otherwise."Who was with her?" Alexander’s cold, intense eyes fixed on Peter, warning him not to say something displeasing, as if his very life depended on it."I think it was
Sure enough, he wasn't mistaken; it was these two brats. What were they doing here at such an hour? As he looked around, he noticed no guards nearby, and his heart sank.He hurriedly advanced, entering a private room designated for the president. Inside, several individuals sat comfortably, each a pillar of the North country's economy. If ordinary people saw them together, their hearts would skip a beat, not just from fear but also from awe at their commanding presence.These men were all middle-aged, in their late thirties, each radiating an air of secrecy and power. Among them was Benjamin Grant, renowned for his jewelry business, which he had elevated to new heights through astute management and a stellar military career.Another figure present was Matthew Harrison, the tech magnate of the North country, whose innovations shaped the nation's technological landscape. Also in attendance was Michael Roberts, a man seemingly detached from the world, his mind entrenched in the complexit
Victoria expected Rose to relent and disclose her identity. Instead, Rose snorted coldly. “I’m not interested in divulging my identity to anyone.” Rose's straightforward response infuriated Victoria. She gritted her teeth but maintained a perfect facade in front of the man.However, this outburst triggered spoiled brat, Adler Dawson. “Enough. How dare you show such an attitude in front of Sister Victoria. I’ve had enough of your nonsense. If I don’t teach you a lesson today, then I’m not Adler Dawson. Come inside.” As he called out, several guards rushed in and eyed their master.“Hold her and teach her a lesson,” Adler ordered his men as they eyed Rose like prey. Jane scoffed. This boy was pushing his luck. She wanted to give him a piece of her mind. However, Rose had asked her not to provoke them here, and they had other business with them, so she reluctantly held back.“Idiot, it seems your family didn’t teach you to control your foul mouth with your rotten brain,” Jane's hand
His eyes were on Rose as if he were taking a deep moment to examine her from head to toe, waiting for a show with a calm mind. Rose, whose gaze was already fixed on him, sensed his intense stare, but she didn’t betray any reaction on her face. She kept her eyes on him. All she needed was to start small, like trapping a cockroach, before taking on the lion. Only then could she reach her target.When the boy felt an attraction towards her, he raised his hand, wanting to touch Rose’s face. But before his hand could reach her, another hand appeared. Rose's reflexes kicked in instantly. In a swift movement, she caught his wrist with a grip so strong it made him wince. Her expression shifted from curiosity to defensive alertness.Jane, who stood behind Rose, whistled in a joking manner when she saw the boy’s face turn red with pain. Clearly, Rose was not in the mood to show mercy to anyone who dared touch her face. Her face and body were off-limits. Only Mr. Ariston could approach with su