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13. Twisted Relations
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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
His Owned Rose 20. Date Night
: ROSALIA'S POV : "Madam, You can open your eyes now" one of the girls who were getting my makeup done spoke. It's not Maria today but four other girls whom I had never seen in the mansion before. Kevin had sent them to get me ready. They dolled me up in a very beautiful blue dress which was hugging my curves so perfectly like it was made for me only. Kevin is taking me out today. I have no idea where because he didn't tell me. I just hope it's not some kind of party that we are attending like last time. I had lost control over my life totally. Life is far, I don't even have any control over basic things like how I dress, what I eat or where I go anymore. I truly cursed the moment I met him. _______***_______ Kevin was standing by his limo, looking adonis and gorgeous in his blue blazer, which was admirably complimenting my attire. The chauffeur opened the limo's door for us and we got in. "You are looking fascinating, babe" he spoke while caressing my thighs very gentl
His Owned Rose 21. Saved her
ROSALIA'S POV: I got scared when I saw some blood running in between my knees. But It could not be mine cause my scratches were still dry. I immediately looked behind when I heard Kevin groaning as he dropped to his knees. I couldn't understand what happened. I rushed near him. His left arm was bleeding uncontrollably. I realised that he was shot. My breath was gone for a moment cause I was terrified. "Fuck!" He groaned holding his injured arm. Out of nowhere, some men came holding guns in their hands and circled the area around us. I didn't know his men were following us. "Boss! Are you alright? " One of them screeched. "Take her out of here," he ordered his men in a normal tone as if he had not been shot a minute ago. His pain tolerance level is on another level. "No, I'll not leave. You need help." My mind suggested me to escape this situation quickly but my conscience didn't allow me to leave him in this state even though I was very scared of this situation as well as the
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