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11. Ex in the Wedding
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His Owned Rose 12. Wedding Night
'I taste you And I feel I've been starving' : ROSALIA'S POV :Kevin sent me home with his bodyguards. Maybe he thought I was trying to run away. I was happy that I did not have to stay there any longer. He told me that he would come later because he had some important business to take care of. I wished whatever his important business was, it kept him occupied the entire night. I got rid of the heavy wedding gown and painful high heels. It took almost half an hour to remove the heavy makeup from my face. I decided to take a nice hot bath to relax my mind. I walked into the closet, wrapping a towel to change into a PJ, but I couldn't find any. There was only lacy underwear and extremely revealing and short lingerie. Where are the PJs I have been wearing for the past few days? I searched for too long but to no avail. Giving in, I put on a brown silk nightgown which was thin and showing cleavage. Luckily, it had a matching robe, which I was thankful for. I was standing b
His Owned Rose 13. Twisted Relations
He was rubbing my clit and pressing my boobs from behind while thrusting hard and fast. He was pulling my ass plunging deeper into me. I was moaning in pain and pleasure fisting the bedsheets as hard as possible. I lost count of how many times I came that night. He kept pounding in me for hours. After turning me and switching positions various times, he finally pulled out and released his seeds on my breasts. By the time he finished, my whole body was covered with his cum, sweat and my blood. He tainted my body. I'll never be the same again. "You are my most beautiful possession, kitten" he whispered while kissing my forehead. Leaving me on the bed he went inside the bathroom. I felt even more disgusted at my betrayer body. I felt ashamed for melting into his touch. I was crying silently before I passed out while I felt him wiping the dirt off my body. I woke up feeling a weird sensation in my body. I opened my eyes sleepily and saw Kevin on top of me sucking my nipple.
His Owned Rose 14. Helpless
ROSALIA'S POV : I stupidly waited for the cops to respond to me but the help never came. They hung up saying they would look after this. Kevin was true. I was feeling like a brainless bimbo to think that they could help me. I noticed every entrance of the mansion was heavily guarded. Many ideas of escaping were lingering around my mind but I could not leave Emilia and Kristen to him. The image of Kristen locked up in the dark basement, and the almost-dead driver still makes me shudder in fear. I observed that the maids and guards were extremely loyal towards him. Asking for help from them would get me into more trouble. Part of me wanted to be defiant but part of me was accepting the fact that there is no escape. I don't know why life is treating me this way. After having lunch, I went straight inside the bedroom as I had nothing to do. I was sitting on the edge of the bed and playing games on my mobile when suddenly Eric came in. "Don't you have the manner to knock!" Irr
His Owned Rose 15. A Puppet
ROSALIA'S POV:- "DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE DISRESPECT ME EVER. I've already warned you. Don't make me hurt you. Next time I won't let it slide this easily," He shouted, making me flinch, and left. I sat there crying and caressing my bruised cheek. It was almost 11 when Maria came in with a tray full of food. "Madam I brought your breakfast. You didn't come downstairs--" "I don't want to eat", my voice trembled. I looked at her with teary eyes. She put the tray on the nightstand and hurriedly came close to me. I hugged her tightly and wiped away my tears. "What happened madam?" She held my shoulders trying to comfort me. "Do you know I'm forced here?" I asked looking into her eyes. She looked down confirming her affirmation. "You all know this but still support Kevin. Why?" "We are just servants madam. I've been working for this family for almost twenty years now. Loyalty and obedience are the only things that earn us respect here." I wonder why they are so bound to se
His Owned Rose 16. A F*cking Party
: ROSALIA'S POV : Later that day, a young maid handed me an outfit, saying it was sent by Kevin. In the evening I took a shower and asked Maria to help me get ready. As I put on the outfit, I could not understand why he wanted me to wear such a dress. It was extremely revealing. Backless and showing maximum cleavage. I was not used to showing this much skin. It was somehow okay in the bedroom but definitely not in a crowded place. I was feeling extremely uncomfortable in that dress. The whole of my back and most of the area of my upper thighs were visible. I had no idea what kind of party this was. Maria helped me with my makeup and hair. She was no less than any professional makeup artist. She wonderfully hid all the marks on my neck and chest areas. I let my hair fall to at least hide my bareback. By exactly 7, a bodyguard was there at the main entrance. It was my first time going out of the mansion after the wedding. I noticed another two cars were following us. We drove
His Owned Rose 17. Nightmare
: ROSALIA'S POV : The car ride was dead silent. I never dared to speak a word to Kevin. He was seeming pissed off but he was oddly calm during the ride. If I say I was nervous it would be an understatement. After getting out of the car, he gripped my wrist and kept dragging me all the way to the bedroom. It was becoming tough for me to match his pace in those heels. I was stumbling in those heels. "Kevin, please slow down. You are hurting me." I tried to release myself from his grip but failed as he was gripping my arm with so much force. "Stop getting on my nerves, Rosalia. You are in enough trouble already" he glared at me and pushed me inside the bedroom and locked the door behind me. "Please, Kevin. I've not done any ... anything," I pleaded. "Shut the fuck up. You have not done anything? First, you purposely dressed like a whore to humiliate me in front of the whole club. Second, you dare to flirt with a boy right in front of my eyes. ONE DAY, just for one day, I
His Owned Rose 18. Bipolar Behaviour
He spanked my butt making me yelp and bend forward. He pushed my head down on the pillow and pulled my ass up in the air in front of his malicious eyes. He spat on my entrance and was rubbing his tip on my clit making me wet. "Please I can't anymore!" I begged with a weak voice and sore throat. "Oh wifey, you dressed like a whore, you acted like a whore so let me fuck you like one." He said while entering me from behind without a warning and I cried out in pain. I was biting my lower lip to stop myself from moaning with each hard and fast thrust. The contact of his skin with my bruised skin was making me yelp in pain. He circled his belt around my waist and pulled me closer by it to thrust even deeper. I clutched the remaining portion of the tie tightly in between my tied palms and buried my face deeper into the pillow. "Is it hurting?" He groaned. "Y..yes," I stuttered through my sobs. "Good," he groaned in my ear while pulling my hair in a fist, making my back arch. He
His Owned Rose 19. Stress Reliever
: ROSALIA'S POV : A light moan escaped my mouth as I woke up and turned over not wanting to see the handsome face of my devil husband. His hold on my waist got stronger as he pulled my back closer to his chest. His lips were on the cavity of my neck, giving wet, sloppy kisses, and his other hand was busy playing with my already hardened nipples under the sheet. I wrapped the sheet tightly around me as I felt he removed my clothes in my sleep. I know he knows that I'm awake. "Will you ever let me go? You got what you wanted from me." I asked in a sleepy voice. I'm tired. I'm tired both mentally and physically. "What did you say?" He asked in a husky tone. I knew he was giving me a chance to change my question or better not to even ask it but I didn't want to hold back. "You got what y- ahh" I didn't get to finish my sentence as he bit the spot on my neck he was sucking previously and his grip on my breast got painfully tighter. "Please let go I'm sorry-" I hissed in pain as
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