Rosalina Roseburg is a beautiful young girl who gets caught in sex trafficking in Italy by her loving boyfriend. After being tortured for the whole two weeks, she lets go all her hopes and will to live. That's when she's stood in an auction for the elites where she's bought by the mafia prince of Italy , Leonardo Luciano. Who hates prostitution and prostitutes with all his might. He hates his mother the most in the world who was a prostitute and still suffers from his past. He hates that Rosalina is also someone who worked as a prostitute. He hates her, but with every passing day, he gets infatuated with her. Will he ever let go of his hatred and accept rosalina as she is? How will Leonardo face the curse of his past? Does rosalina still love her ex-boyfriend?What will happen when rosalina meets her ex-boyfriend again? What will Rosalina do if her ex-boyfriend is someone close to Leonardo? Who will Leonardo choose for him? Find out....
View MoreHis Pov:" Clean up the library and throw everything out." I state to a maid as I walk to my bedroom with her in my arms.I can't come on terms with what just happened. It's like I totally lost all control that I have on myself. And that's what is disturbing me cause I am known as someone with the utmost control and patience in the community. But when it comes to her..I look at her. I look at the cause of unrest, my confusion. She's almost weightless in my arms. She's so small so petite but this 5 feet 3 inch of existence is making me restless. Making me question every of my ethics, every of my expression , every of my fucking action. I watch her. Her tears dried and left a stain on her flushed cheeks. But those lashes are still wet. Her lips has a cut from all the biting she did. Her hair is all messy and her expression is not really peaceful. She has a tensed look even when she is not in her senses. When I fucked her last time it was just to claim the authority on her. To show he
Her Pov:My eyes widen as fresh tears trail down my cheeks. He's still leaning against the shelf as his eyes are scanning my whole body, taking me in. " Move your hands, Rosalina." He states at a low voice, gesturing towards my crossed hands covering my brasts. His tone leaves no room for negotiation. I shake my head, letting him know I am not going to do it. Even if I am terrified of him at the moment but I am not going to take off my hands. It's like giving away my body to him on my own will. And I have no will to associate myself with him in anything he wishes to do with me.He nods his head a little. " Your call, Rosalina." His lips curve a little to a little to no smile before it disappears. And the smile only holds cruelty. His smile is as dead as his eyes.Suddenly, he reaches out to me, his hand gets a hold of my nape as he pulls me towards him in a span of a second, taking me by surprise. My naked body clashes with his body. I felt clashing with a wall of muscles. But I di
Her Pov: I freeze at my spot as his murderous gaze falls on me. A psychotic little smirk appears on his face as his hazel eyes that are now almost looking black locked on my ice blue ones. He nods almost to himself while keeping his eyes locked with mine, and lets go off David's collar as he falls on his feet all while not moving his eyes from mine.He takes a step towards me, and I take a step back instantly. His eyes are still locked with mine as he takes another step towards me, and an alarm starts to ring all loud in my mind.He doesn't look like his usual self. That coldness death glare is replaced with a storm within his eyes. His huge shadow seems to be the shadow of an uncalled danger. His footsteps are calculated and calm.And this calm and menacing aura of his making me tremble in fear. I try to explain to him the situation as a last resort to save myself. I am already shattered enough that I won't be able to take anymore. " Leonardo, look, I was here to just read. David
Her Pov:I don't know how long I was in that darkness luring around. No dreams, no nightmare, but only darkness. But this darkness is somehow familiar to me. I want to hide in it and never come out of it. I just want to bury myself deep within the darkness. I don't have the energy to fight with this darkness anymore. I could feel someone touching me. A very light feather like touch, but his touch alone dragged me out of the darkness. The darkness I have been caged in for a long time..I try to open my eyes slowly as my lids feel as heavy as stones. I open my eyes, and for a second, everything is in a blur before a face slowly gets visible to me. His piercing hazal eyes, long eyelashes, those high cheekbones, his brown silky hair covering slightly of his forehead as he gets more and more real to me. Looking at me. Touching me. Grazing my hair ever so slightly.His hazal eyes were searching for something in my ice blue ones as I slowly came back to my senses. He's lying sideways besid
His Pov:It has been a year or two since I came back in this mansion. I usually stay in the city and take care of things in there. In this area, David usually handles matters.But this time, the arms dealing David handles got interrupted a number of times because of the Dovans.. Our foremost rival. So, to take care of the matters here, I had to eventually come on my father's instructions.I couldn't leave Rosalina in my apartment as I didn't know how long I was going to stay so I had to take her with me.It's not an issue anyway because no one gets to question me in here. Father doesn't care whatever I do or whoever I bring as long as his work is being done. David won't care as well. At least I thought so.Well, to my surprise, he did care. And I didn't like that. I didn't like it at all. I didn't like the closeness forming between them. And I am pissed at the fact that it bothers me. It fucking bothers me when it shouldn't.She's just something I bought with money. She's easily repla
Her Pov:The whole day passed by doing nothing. I am so hell bored, but there's literally nothing I can do about that. I tried to watch the TV, but I was never a telephile, so I gave up after a while.Back in the US, I didn't even have time to get bored. Classes, studies, part-time jobs, and Antonio ...My chest tightens from the memories as I try to push them on the back of my head.How strange it is, isn't it? The memories you once used to live for can turn into the reason that kills you from within with every passing second! Even when I try my best to not think I can't help myself. Sometimes, I wonder if I would still choose Antonio once again if I knew the events would turn out like this?Tears threaten to gather in my eyes as I try to shake that thought off my head. No... I won't think ... I don't want to think anymore...But boredom is getting the best of me. I tried to talk with the maids, but they were so busy with their work that they showed no interest in talking with me.
Her Pov:" You are not going anywhere, Rosalina."" What do you mean?" I furrow my brows as I look at him for my answer." It simply means that you are staying here. What part do you not understand?" His eyes on his phone as he answers." But it's already late and.."" And what Rosalina?" His eyes rise from his phone as it strikes upon me." And I need to sleep..." As I am freaking tired from all the journey and his psychotic behaviour. " Well, I am not stopping you from sleeping. You can sleep if you want to." " And where will you sleep then?"" This is my room, Rosalina. Where do you think I will sleep?" His voice laced with humour. Wow! He's indeed having fun." I am not sleeping here!" I let him know being determined. No way in hell I would sleep with him in the same room. How did he even think that I would sleep here! " Oh, but you are Rosalina. You are sleeping here!" His eyes on me as he lets me know his decision. " But why in here?? This is a whole freaking mansion ! Why
Her Pov:And he stands up as he takes the last drag of his cigarette and crashes it under his shoe. His hazal eyes are way too calm, as if he knows what effect he's having on me. He takes a step towards me, and I take a step back on instinct. He raises a brow at that. He takes another two steps, and I try to run towards the door. I don't know what's on his mind, but I can tell whatever it is, it won't be beneficial for me. He scares me, especially after that night. I don't want to be used again. I don't want to be used anymore by anyone. But before I could tell within a second, he's on me slamming me against the door hard while pinning my both hands above my hand with only his one hand.I struggle to free myself as I can feel him against me. " Don't move, Rosalina." His voice breathy and so deep.He takes a moment as if calming himself down before using a finger of his other hand on my chin to make me look up at him. He makes me look at him using his firm hold on my jaw as he look
Her Pov: It has been around ten days since I have been here. Most of the time he doesn't stay at the house and I love it as I don't like to have him around me. He intimidates me too much and makes me really nervous for some reason. Whenever he's in the house I often catch his eyes on me and he doesn't even move them away as if he couldn't care less. It feels like he isn't watching me but more like studying me. He hasn't touched me again since the first day and sleeps in the separate room as well. I think he started to grow bored of me and I am also trying to behave according to him so that I can get rid of this soon and leave for the US as they handed him my passport. Well I tried to find ways to run away when he was not at home. But he locked the door from the outside and there's no other way to get out. The apartment is I guess on the 17th or 18th floor as it's very high I can't climb down or anything. Anyway what would I do running away as I don't have my passport with m
Her Pov:I open my eyes after how long I don't know. Itfeels like I am living in a haze. I don't knowwhen I am awake or when I am sleeping. It'salways like being in the middle of a dreamand a reality.As I open my eyes, I try to get up, but I don'thave any strength to even move. Afterattempting a number of times, I finally get upfrom my sleeping posture and sit up using thewall as my support.I sit up and look around the small dark room.It's so dark that only a dim light is there. Myeyes move to the door of the room. It's theonly way of getting in or out.Without the door, there's nothing in the room.Just a mattress on the floor, and that's it.There's no window in the room, so I can't tell ifit's day or night. It's not that I care, though.My gaze shifts to the abandoned plate offood in front of the door, and I try to get up.My body hurts with every move as I struggleto stand on my feet.Leaning on the wall taking support, I finally stand up and try to walk towards th
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