Frederick stood beside Rosaline, whose eyes were closed. She appeared to be in a deep sleep. The door to the room clicked open and Ashton entered."I know you hate being around her, you can leave I will watch over her," Ashton told him.Frederick looked at him for a few seconds, before exiting the room. Ashton sat on the space beside Rosaline, his gaze lowered to her face. She looks so beautiful in her sleep, he thought. He moved his hand to her face and began to caress it, his eyes closed, as he did this. Rosaline felt a hand continuously touching her face, she immediately opened her eyes, only to find out that it was Ashton."What the heck of you think you are doing?" She asked.Ashton was startled, his eyes snapped open. He opened his mouth to talk, then closed it. He was speechless. He averted his gaze from her. "Are you…" Rosaline tried to say but paused when she recalled something. She looked at her body, for signs of injury. But there was none. How did I even get here? She ask
Rosaline sat inside Frederick's car waiting for him to join her so that they'll drive to work. She was still a bit shaken from the incident. Although she didn't want to admit it, the thought of driving herself to the company had scared the hell out of her. She had felt relieved when Bradley announced Frederick would be driving her to work. The car door opened and Frederick entered. Rosaline shifted to the other side of the car until she was almost glued to the car door. Frederick glanced at her and kept shut."Drive," he told Isaac."To where sir?" He asked."To your house," Frederick replied."Sir my house is in the slums, I don't think you'll like it there.""Will you shut up and drive me to the company," Frederick thundered."I thought we were going to Mrs. Mills' company?" Isaac asked."You knew that and you kept asking silly questions. One more word from you, I'll make sure you lose your job.""Okay sir, but won't you….""Shut up and drive Isaac," Frederick roared.Isaac turned on
After packing her bags in preparation for the Sudden honeymoon, Rosaline called her personal assistant. She instructed her on how to handle the company while she was away. She had just agreed to go on a honeymoon for her own sake. She needed time to relax and get rid of unwanted memories. She dragged her luggage downstairs. The luggage was too heavy, so she had to slowly pull it down the stairs. As she descended the stairs, she felt someone standing behind her. On turning back, no one was there."I'm going crazy for real," she mumbled. Suddenly, someone pushed her from behind and she went crashing down the last three stairs, only to end up in Frederick's arms. He had caught her and saved her from harm."Thank you," she said."How did you even end up falling?" Frederick questioned her. She wanted to reply, but when she recalled that he had not believed her when she told him of the car-chasing incident, she decided not to inform him of what had just happened to her."It's none of your bu
NEXT MORNING Rosaline stirred, about to wake up, as she opened her eyes, she felt a weight on her chest, she slowly looked down, only to find Frederick's head resting on her boobs. He appeared to be in a deep sleep. "Ahh!" she screamed and pushed him. Frederick landed on the floor with a loud thud. He groaned and opened his eyes, only to meet Rosaline's angry gaze."What was that for?""You pervert, why did you put your head on my boobs?" Frederick glared at her and stood up, dusted himself, and left the room. Rosaline muttered curse words at him and entered the bathroom. After doing her morning business there, she tried to wrap herself with the towel, but the towel was too small and could barely cover her. The length covered only from her chest to just an inch below her butt. She left the bathroom with it, knowing that Frederick wasn't in the room. She applied her lotion and went over to get her clothes. Just then, the door to the bedroom opened and Frederick entered. Rosaline, on s
Frederick looked at the figure that just gasped. Why now? He thought. Why did she choose to dress like that? It wasn't helping at all. Rosaline was putting on a black short that almost didn't cover her butt, and her top was cropped. Frederick felt his self control slip off him. He slowly walked over to her, his lust filled eyes on her. Rosaline on seeing this walked backward slowly but calculatingly. Frederick tried to hold her, but she slipped off and ran. She jumped on the table like a wild cat, then perched on the couch. She picked up a book laying on the couch and pointed it a Frederick "Come near, and I'll slash your head with this." Seriously, slash his head with a book? She thought.Frederick peered at her for a few minutes, he mustered all the courage he could to control his desires. He turned around and went into the bedroom, shutting the door behind him. Rosaline heaved a sigh of relief. This was going to be tough, she thought.Inside the bathroom, Frederick's hands were pla
Frederick and Rosaline, stood in a corner panting as they tried to catch their breath. The crazy old ladies had stopped chasing them. Frederick smiled on recalling his conversation with them."Your wife is pretty, hope you know how to play the match," one of the old ladies asked with a suggestive smile. Others affirmed and waited for his answer. He stared at them like they were crazy, but they had serious expressions."Don't worry, we're honeymoon experts, we are on the lookout for couples on honeymoon, to offer our knowledge of it to them. So you don't have to hold back." One of them said, and once again the others bobbed their heads in affirmation."I do, I'm as good as Ronaldo in that aspect," he answered."That's great, I'm sure you'll score a goal before the end of this trip.""Maybe he has already scored," another said and the rest giggled."I'm also wondering the same," Frederick said in pretense, then looked at Rosaline."You know you have to lubricate it, before entering for b
Rosaline wore a white crop top over a blue ripped jeans, Frederick also wore the same color of clothes. They had been told to wear couple outfits today. Their task today was to play video games at a public gaming center, to draw attention to them. After that, they had to watch a movie together. They were set and ready to leave the room when Rosaline suddenly held her stomach and crouched down to the ground. She groaned in pain, and her eyes became misty."I do not think I will be able to go out today," he informed Frederick, who stood watching her."You can quit that silly act of yours, we have reporters outside, waiting to be deceived." Rosaline lifted her head and stared at him with teary eyes. Her period was the cause of the pain she was feeling. And she did not know how to say it. Worst of all is that she did not pack any sanitary pads. The trip was so unexpected and she had been in such a hurry to pack a lot of things, only to end up forgetting to add the pad."Do I look like I'm
"Was the hotel having a party?" Frederick thought as he opened his eyes. The booming sound of a Korean song had woken him up. He sluggishly got off the bed, Rosline was not on her side of the bed, he noticed. He left the bedroom and went into the living room. He halted when he saw Rosaline doing some strange dance moves. She was trying to dance seductively but was doing a very bad job. She looked like she was about to fly. Frederick thought and laughed internally. Rosaline, unaware that she was being watched, tried to raise her leg, to do a dance move. To herself, she was doing a really great job. But to the onlooker, she looked like she was now doing Kung Fu. Frederick laughed till his stomach hurt. The music was too loud so Rosaline could not hear his laughter. She bent down and shook her waist, then hopped to another position and did that again. Frederick watched her bewildered."Did she want to turn into a frog?" Deciding that he had laughed enough. If he laughed more, his tummy wo