ROSALIA'S POV: I have always dreamt of marrying someone who will love, adore and cherish me the most. I've witnessed the downfall of my parents' marriage. The haunting memories of my childhood made me so paranoid. I was always so hungry for love. For just once in my life I wanted to know how it feels to be truly cherished by someone. But things never happen the way I expect. Love is not something that is written in my fate. I guess I'm cursed to die unloved. I had no other option but to give in. The fear of losing my loved ones was much more than the taste of my freedom. I wished Mommy was here to protect me. She would never let this happen. I wish I was strong like you, mother. I saw a tray full of food on the nightstand. I was not in the mood to eat anything. Never running out of tears that night, I cried myself to sleep. THE NEXT DAY... I woke up to a knock on the door. Hoping that someone had brought me food, I asked to come in. A woman in her 30s came in. "Good
The next day Kevin sent me to a salon with Kate. There were two of his men following us. They stood outside the salon. The whole day passed by doing some essential bridal treatment according to Kate. This includes hair and body spa, pedicure, manicure, full body waxing and much more, most of which I had never done before. I was happy that I had not to face Kevin for the entire day. He scares the living daylight out of me. However, my anxiety was growing thinking about the next day, the day of the wedding. If someone had told me just a week ago that I was going to get married I wouldn't have believed that. But there I was ... I was going to marry a cold-blooded mafia who enjoys torturing people to death. I would not be able to forget what I saw until the day I would die. I just hoped Kristen is alright. Hopefully tomorrow, he will let her go. I did all he told me to. Unable to sleep, I was tossing and turning in the giant bed. I have a habit of eating something sweet
THIRD-PERSON POV:The day of the wedding had arrived, which Rosalia never wanted, but Kevin could not wait to get over with. The wedding was arranged in one of the luxury hotels owned by Kevin. The venue was heavily guarded. Any kind of media coverage, even taking pictures by the guests, was strictly prohibited. Kevin's men made sure of that. Rosalia was sitting in the bridal suite where the makeup artists and stylists sent by Kevin were busy preparing her for the big day. She was already dressed in the backless wedding gown. The make-up artist gave a teasing smile to Rosalia while covering the hickey on her neck which Kevin gave her last night. She felt embarrassed. Even though Rosalia never expected her wedding to be this extravagant, she was not happy at all. She would have been the happiest bride if she could marry someone she loved. She always had this fantasy to marry out of love which was crashing down with each passing minute. She was feeling extremely worried for
Everyone in the crowd was clapping and cheering for them. It was now time for the reception. The reception hall was beautifully decorated. Rosalia was spellbound by the beauty of the place. Emilia came dancing towards her sister with a huge smile on her face and pecked her cheeks many times. "I can't believe you are married, Rose. I never imagined your wedding to be this beautiful. Mommy would have been so happy if she could see that you are married to someone like Kevin. I'm so happy for you Rose. May God bless this marriage." Emilia hugged her sister. Rosalia never wanted to harm her Sister with her brutal reality. She played along with Emilia and asked her to eat as much as she wanted. For the first dance, Rosalia followed Kevin's lead. Soon other couples joined them. The cake-cutting ceremony was also done nicely as they cut a beautifully designed flower-themed cake. Kevin kept dragging Rosalia with him all the time. It was becoming extremely painful for her to keep w
'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
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.
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
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
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