: ROSALIA's POV : ----------------- While I was anxiously pacing around the balcony of our room and staring at the distant trees, there came a very sharp knock on the door. I had already asked Maria to inform me about Kevin's arrival. But in place Maria that young maid came in. Her face was looking completely different from what I saw in the afternoon. It was gloomy and dull. "Madam" She faintly spoke and started begging me as expected of her. "Please do not expose me in front of others. Master Kevin will kill me if you do this" "What is your name?" I asked her. "Flossie," She answered. "Flossie what you did was wrong. Very wrong. Knowing that Eric is engaged to Kate, why would you do something like that?" My voice came out softly concerned. "I... I was forced by the circumstances, madam. I needed money... a lot of it urgently and master Eric had promised me that in exchange for my... my body." She was almost sobbing through her words. "You could have asked from
ROSALIA'S POV: ---------------- Flossie tell them everything that happened to you earlier," I asked her eagerly as only she could sift the truth from falsehood right then. The incident happened in Kate and Eric's bedroom, and there are no CCTV cameras inside a bedroom which left me with no other option but to completely rely on Flossie. She hesitated to speak looking at the people present there. "No need to fear anyone. Speak the truth." Kate assured Flossie, sensing her reluctance to speak in front of us. "Madam I was cleaning that room when Madam Rose came inside." I felt the ground slip under my feet when Flossie also started lying. "Stop lying" I shouted furiously. "Let her speak" I stiffened in my place when Kevin's ordering voice boomed from behind me. I almost forgot about his presence. "She told Master Eric that she still loves him and ... and offered him to... to s-sleep with her in return for helping her escape from this mansion," Flossie said in a hesitant
: ROSALIA's POV : ------------------ He smirked at my futile attempts and tossed me on the floor harshly like I was one ragdoll and closed the door. I supported myself on my palms and saw him discarding his blazer. "Why are you crying doll? Are you already regretting whoring around behind my back?" He asked gently faking concern while undoing his waistcoat. His voice laced with an eerie composure and a dark aura was surrounding him. He was rolling his sleeves while striding towards me with long predatory steps. I didn't want him anywhere close to me cause I did not know how to calm his storming anger. "I mistook you for something else. But you are no different. What a cunning little liar you are! you ungrateful bitch!" I knew whatever that happened in front of everyone had damaged his male ego and now he will do ten times more to me in the worst way possible. "Trust me...I didn't do anything wrong." I whispered trying my nonexistent luck one last time. "Trust you? Gi
I think too much, feel too much But reality is crushing the life out of me : ROSALIA's POV : ------------------ "Don't tie them please!" I pleaded, looking down as I didn't have the courage to look into his malicious eyes, which were radiating nothing but lust, ownership and possessiveness. I feel nothing but a worthless piece of meat for only him to feast on. "Hands" Kevin ordered in an alarming tone. The mixed feeling of pain, humiliation and fear was shaking me to the core. He is not a person I can ever reason with. The last thing I wanted then was to anger him and end up getting hurt. I tried my best, more than once to comply. But a tiny part of me also did not want to carry the ugly scars submissively, caused due to his sick pleasure. It is an unavoidable battle of the mind that I'm fighting with myself every single day. "You never learn. Do you?" He rasped. With one swift move, he caught my waist and pulled me near him knocking sense into my delusional head that
* warning - triggering and mature content* : ROSALIA's POV : ----------------- Kevin is one cunning bastard... Looking at him with alarming eyes, it was difficult ... very difficult for me to figure out what was going on in his devilish mind. "I had such a tiring day. Show me how you treat your master. Make me feel good." Kevin said playfully resting himself on the edge of the bed and spreading his legs widely. I got near him slowly. His perilous eyes never left mine. I immediately held my head low knowing that his lips were curving into a satisfactory mischievous grin seeing me like this. I did not cry. After all, I am used to this. I pushed myself down on my knees in front of him. Unzipping his pants, I took it down his legs along with the boxers. He moved them further down and discarded them on the floor quickly. His length was already so hard and erect. All ready to tear me apart. I took it in my hands and began slowly wanking it with my small hands which made him
___ROSALIA's POV___ My mouth felt extremely dry as my slumber broke. I looked to my side but Kevin was not there. I picked up the empty jar and headed towards the kitchen tiredly. It was almost 11 at the night but loud noises of laughter and music were coming from the hall. After filling the empty jar I was walking past the passage of the hall towards the stairs when I saw Kate and her friends were drinking and having fun. Eric was present there with the girls. That girl named Lana was also between them. I ignored them and kept going. "Rose!" Kate called me suddenly from there. When I neared her, Eric rapidly wrapped his arm around Kate's waist and kissed her on the cheeks looking at me. He does this always. Acts like Kate is the centre of his universe whenever I am around. As much as I detest him for hoaxing Kate, a little part of me also does not care anymore. "As you can see most of the maids are off duty already. Serve the drinks for us," Kate ordered, not even lookin
My tormentor is my savior... The creator of the dark and the light within. KEVIN's POV ------------- The dial of my watch read ten past one when I stopped the car just near the front gate. It was still raining lightly. I was busy dropping off the wet from my jacket when someone called me. "Hey, Kevin! Would you mind joining us?" That familiar girl .. her name... I couldn't recall at that moment. What could be better than enjoying a finely aged wine in such cold weather but all I wanted to do at that moment was to spoon my little kitten in my arms cosily and let myself melt into her warmth. "I'll pass," I said and continued walking towards the stairs. Rosalia must be in deep slumber by now. She had collapsed due to pain and exhaustion in the evening. I think I have gone a bit rough on her today. Anyway, she deserved it all for being dishonest with me. If my baby does something wrong, it is my responsibility to knock some sense into her head. And how the fuck she eve
ROSALIA's POV -----------------Embarrassing me in front of others never fails to please Kevin. Even the four years old child is eating his fill himself and I am being fed like a toddler. He just treats me like a whore inside the bedroom and his most precious thing outside it! How can the same person act so differently from time to time? It's messing with my mind weirdly. "Eat up," Kevin said while holding the medicine in front of my mouth patiently. It's not like I don't want to.. but it tastes bitter and I hate it. "Can I please skip it? .. I am feeling much better now" I requested softly. "Rosalia, Stop acting childish. If you fall sick this time I'll shift the hospital to our room but you are not going back there." He exhorted shoving the capsule inside my mouth forcefully. My whole body shuddered due to its bitter taste. "When is tomorrow's flight for Marseille?" Kate questioned Kevin from the opposite side of the table. "The trip has been cancelled," Kevin infor
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