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
: 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
: 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
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
: 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
: 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
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
❝ Her eyes hold everything my soul thirsts for ❞ : KEVIN'S POV : I watch my kitten playing with Aaron giggling carelessly and chirping in joy. My wife. My Rosalia. I do possess everything a man can desire for but calling her mine brings me the maximum satisfaction. The only thing that is good in my life right now is her. I was determined to make her mine the moment I saw her. Her innocence and purity tempted me to taint her. I was captivated by her naivety. I don't remember sleeping with the same girl twice. I have always used girls for pleasure. In my world, all the girls were the same. Only my name was enough reason for them to spread their legs even before asking for it. But my doll is different. She was always different. I married her cause something in her attracted me. An unknown thread of feelings pulled me towards her. Sooner or later, I need to have an heir eventually, and she could not be more perfect for that. I knew she would make the perfect little wife. B
Three years later ___________ REX AND REYNA • • • 'IMPACT' Top 10 Under 30 Most Influential Women of the Year - ROSALIA KNIGHT Rose admired her picture on the glossy magazine cover, her fingers grazing over the newly launched diamond label she had worked tirelessly to establish. The name "Rosalia Knight", printed in bold, elegant letters under the headline, brought a satisfied smile to her lips. She still remembered the first time she had discovered her face in an entertainment column. It had felt surreal, even intrusive. But now... Now, she was a force to be reckoned with. She had carved her own empire, standing tall not only as Kevin Knight's wife but as Rosalia Knight - an influential entrepreneur and a mother of three. Unable to contain her excitement, she ordered the driver to hurry back home. She couldn't wait to brag about her recent ventures in front of her husband. The moment Rose stepped into the grand Knight Mansion, she was greeted by the sound of t
• • • A week passed by and Rose was at home steadily recovering from her postpartum. Her happiness knew no bounds with her babies safe and sound, cherishing beautifully in her arms. She had been deeply concerned about their health due to the premature delivery, but the doctor had assured her that they were perfectly healthy. The anxiety that had clouded her heart during those initial days had slowly dissipated, replaced by immense relief and gratitude. Despite the joy, a shadow of sorrow lingered in her heart. Rose had previously decided to give Maria the honour of naming her babies, acknowledging her invaluable support during the most critical moment of her life. But fate had been merciless. With Maria's tragic passing, the decision had slipped from her grasp. However, she chose to honour another tradition. One that Maria herself had informed her about during her pregnancy. According to the family's old customs, the first born boy and the first born girl would inherit the m
▪⬞▪ Like a fragile bird trapped in a storm, she felt the weight of his presence suffocating her every hope of escape. ▪⬞▪ The Knight family's middle aged consigliere produced some paper and put it on the front table. Two of the maids were standing at a far distance to provide if something was needed. A few men were standing outside the room and Miliani, shaking like a little leaf, was forcefully made to sit beside Daniel. Till then Miliani was fearing if he would force her to marry someone among the men present there but when the fretful realisation gnawed on her that she was about to be wedlocked by the man she could not hold herself stable in front of, it was too overwhelming and intimidating for her to take in. Daniel with his beautiful cursive writing signed the papers almost immediately, he was just a small step away from ascending to the pinnacle of his authority. Should he be bothered by this girl's reluctance and snivels? .. never. He strived hard, fought for year
• • "Is it necessary to play by the rules?" Daniel queried being serious; he relied on Kevin's wisdom for the endeavours he was striving to get even though he craved to behead the Romanos all at once, not caring about any consequences. "It's for the best," Kevin suggested confidently. With Tristian Romano being dead and no one else in his bloodline alive, it empowered the Knights to take control over their territory officially. As their mother, the daughter of one of the founder members, was a Romano by blood which attached them with the authority to acquire the empty position. But the situation was quite risky and perilous, all surrounded by their enemies but Daniel could not care less. He wanted to eliminate the other Romano families and take control over the whole of their territory but Kevin wanted him to cautiously play by their rule first then eventually ascend to the position, he aspires to. Daniel's eyes flashed with resolve as he gave Kevin a curt nod signalling his
•••All his sins, all his misdeeds circled his mind pushing his soul to the verge of damnation. Kevin's breathing grew heavier at that moment. He braced himself for acceding his eternal doom, but a firm determination was flooding through his entire being; he was definitely not surrendering his life in vain, not so easily, not before stoning the security and safety of his love, his Rose. In a heartbeat, Kevin brought out the small pistol that he tactfully hid down in his pants, pushing it halfway into the side of his shoe predicting the extreme adversity that might occur any moment. Three bullets got fired together. From a distant vantage point, Daniel fired without hesitation or a careful aim. The shot struck Tristian's hands, causing him to flinch in his determined aim and Tristian's bullet went astray, driving itself into Kevin's upper leg. At that exact moment, Kevin's own shot found its inevitable mark, piercing straight into Tristian Romano's heart. Tristian grunted ou
Kevin’s world tilted on its axis. He had suspected betrayal, but hearing it from Kate’s own lips was a dagger to the heart. Tristian’s small, evil laughter echoed in the room, a sound devoid of any humanity. He wanted to take advantage of Kevin's most vulnerable moment and Kate served in his favour well. Kevin’s heart pounded with a fierce mixture of fear, rage, and a desperate determination. The day’s harrowing events had driven him to the edge, and the sight of Tristian in his home, holding his family hostage like the Romanos did in the past and his own sister shaping all these behind his back pushed him over. He wanted to reach out and throttle Tristian, to make him pay for every ounce of pain he and his family had inflicted on Kevin and his family. But with Kate standing between them, the path to vengeance was blocked. For the first time ever in his life, Kevin felt his fingers shaking on the trigger. "Kate, you know, you don’t have to do this," Kevin implored, his voice raw w
• • • Rose had just given birth to their twins under the most harrowing circumstances and now, the ominous sound of a gunshot shattered the fragile peace that had barely settled over their mind and home. Kevin was all alert on his senses standing in the hallways, his intuition battling with unpredictability and determination that something was terribly wrong for sure. He glanced back toward the bedroom where Rose and their newborns were resting, safe for now. The decision gnawed at him, should he stay and protect his family or investigate the threat that lurked within their mansion, their safe boundary? Being unable to put the damn network into any work, he frustratedly threw his phone off and after a moment of agonizing hesitation, he resolved to ensure the safety of his loved ones by confronting the danger head-on. Kevin hurried downstairs to his study on the first floor. He opened a concealed drawer, revealing a sleek, black handgun. The cold metal felt reassuring in his
• • • Rose was not due in a month but the sudden panic attack induced her labour. All the while, Kevin stayed by Rose's side, not leaving her even for a second and urging her constantly to breathe through the contractions. "You are doing great, baby. Just keep breathing for me," He hushed softly near her ear. Rose tried to focus on Kevin's voice, but the shooting pain was overwhelming. Each contraction felt like a wave crashing over her, leaving her gasping for breath. She clenched Kevin's hand, barely holding onto her consciousness. "It hurts...," she cried out of sheer helplessness, tears were streaming down her cheeks, strands of hair sticking onto her face, "...so much." "You can, Rose," Kevin said firmly, though his own heart was breaking to see her in such excruciating agony. "You're going to be the strongest mother I know. Just keep breathing, okay? We're going to get through this," he tried to coo her, boosting her courage. Maria and Agatha worked quickly,
A thousand thorns were pierced on her belly at once, that's what it felt like for Rose when she could not stop herself from dropping onto her bare knees. Rose swept on the floor on her side with a cry of agony at the gruesome sight of her kitten's lifeless body, the blood scrawled word BITCH got washed away painting her forearms with the fresh warm blood of her feline baby. Relentless waves of panic tied a burning knot inside her stomach forcing her to curl into a small ball. All the muscles of her distressed body contracted altogether. Rose shot her eyes closed, haphazardly gasping for some air and just as she was about to collapse, a sharp, searing pain shot through her abdomen causing her to shriek with all her might due to the spasm. Rose sensed the popping feeling of water gushing down her inner thighs. Miliani, rushing back with a glass of milk, screamed, calling Rose in alarm, watching her lathering on the floor. Dropping the glass out of instinct, she sprinted to Rose