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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
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His 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
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Her Pov: I am so tired.. I don't know what I am living for anymore.. Am I only alive for others to use me like a fucking toy.. To use me and throw me away... Whatever I see wherever I see all I see is black. Darkness.. I am surrounded by darkness.. I am held captive in darkness, or maybe my soul itself has turned black. I thought Leonardo would return me my passport and I would go back to my country and start a new life there for myself. I want to look for Antonio.. I want to ask him why he did this to me.. Why did he destroy me? Did he ever even love me? All the moments we had... All conversations.. every touch.. Was it all just meaningless to him? A fucking game for him?Maybe I was never meant to be loved. My mom loved me she died because of the very love she had for me... My grandma also left me alone just after a few years later. And now... I am on the edge of meeting them. Because of this, very love...I squeeze my eyes shut. To cry to shed tears, but my tears dried up. All I
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Her Pov:He takes off the muffler he's wearing and bends a little while still keeping his hold on my forearm. My eyes shot up to him." What are you doing?" " You ask too many questions, don't you?" He wraps the muffler around my neck, making me feel things...Things that I should not feel.... He's so close to me that I can smell his intoxicating smell like wood and leather as he wraps the muffler around my neck. I can't look past how his eyes are zeroed on my neck or how his breath is creating a slight sensation on my skin ..Wait.. What the fuck am I thinking? What has happened to me? This man forced him on me. Not once but twice. He is not a person but a monster. But then.. Then why do I feel like this? Why, when he's so close, all I see hear smell or feel is him! No... This is not how it is.. I am just confused.. My feelings are just too mixed up.. It has nothing to do with him. I will leave him one way or another anyway. It's just a matter of time. I won't let all these get to
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Her Pov:He takes my hand in his and almost drags me out of the mansion. As soon as we reach out side, I jerk my hand free from his as his hold on my hand is way too strong. It almost felt like he would break my wrist. I message my wrist as it's almost bruised. Is he crazy or what? I looked at him, but he didn't even take a glance at me as he told one of the guards to prepare the cars.After a moment, a black sedan parked in front of us as we got in, and our journey started. 4 cars filled with men dressed in black started to follow our car. Leonardo is busy with his phone as I steal a glance at him. Just what does he do? Since the very first time we met, I could tell he's an influential person. But with every passing day, I am wondering what he exactly does to be this influential that he needs four cars of people following us around.I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't realise I was still looking at him before he turned his face to me. I quickly turned my face away from his a
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Her Pov:I slip out of the sedan as I almost crawl outside. A few more steps, and there's the gate of the construction site leading outside.I get up and slowly walk to the gate of the construction site. With a few steps, I will be out of here. My chest tightened as if an invisible hand clenched my ribs. Each step towards the gate seemed to echo with voices from my first day in Italy—whispers of fear, shadows of memories dragging me back.Leonardo told me to stay in the car. What will happen when he sees I have run away? I don't have my passport with me... What will I do? How will I survive? What if Leonardo finds me?I force them on the back of my head. I won't get this chance again. I will have to take it nonetheless. Once I am away from here, I can probably make a way out of here.I turn around and take a last glance at Leonardo. He's giving me his back on this side. And the guards of his are beating the people they have caught from the SUVs. The air is full of their painful screa
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His Pov:I slam the door behind me. I needed to leave the room, or I would have killed her by now. Her words enraged me more than it should have. Her influence on me is getting stronger with every passing day. And I can't afford that. I would have just killed her if I hadn't loosened my hold on her neck. I don't understand when she had gotten that much effect on me that all I could see was red. I couldn't see anything past that. Her seemingly not wanting me always irritated me. But when she admitted that she wants to fucking get rid of me I felt something I didn't know I was capable of feeling.She's so desperate to get rid of me that among the guns and guns shots, all she could think of was escaping me, making me want to thrash something or squeeze the life out of someone. It's true that I have no reason to keep her, but I can't let go of her. Yet. I can't. But she can. She wants to leave me, and it makes me enraged. To the point I almost killed her today! She was just doing okay
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Her Pov:He slams the door behind him and leaves as I am on the floor trying to catch my breath, stupefied and scared stiff.I feel tears welling up in my eyes, still not being able to breathe properly. Sweat forms on my forehead as my mouth and throat are burning and aching from his chokehold. I taste metal in my mouth from biting on my lips due to pain. I still can't get over what just happened. I tried to stop my hands from shaking as my mind kept playing of him strangling me. No mercy in those dead eyes. No second thought, no hesitation in those hazal eyes...I didn't know, behind the Leonardo, I knew there was such a beast hidden. I assumed it after that day he fucked me but I never could have thought that the beast that is hidden inside him might be his real identity. The rest of it is just a facade. It's just a show for the world. And he plays it very well. Too well that a freaking murderer is roaming free outside.I was always kind of scared of him even though he had never sho
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His Pov:It took me a long while before I could focus back on the details of the deal. Before that, I cleaned the kitchen as it held the proves of last night. And it wasn't letting me focus, neither was it helping my mind from going back to her.No matter what or how complicated my inner self is, I can't let that reach my umderling, to my father or to the outer world. I never make mistakes, and neither do I make changes in plans. And it won't happen this time also. No one should get a glimpse of any difference or any weakness of mine. I have been trained for over a decade for the position I am at today, and I am not letting it slip and let myself be disappointed at it. I was almost done with the details when I felt a sudden shift in the air. It's as if the air around me got lighter and smelled of roses because of a certain presence. And I didn't need to look to know the reason for the change of air. The reason for my distress and my insanity. I could hear light footsteps moving awa
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His Pov: I don't know how long I fucked her. With her every shudder, every soft moan and every orgasm my need to own her only increased. The need to bury myself deeper to go deeper only intensified. I felt the sheer need to drown into her to profess every inch of her skin.After several rounds also the hunger I felt for her didn't edge. Instead, it intensified. I had more rounds to go on, but I could feel her body going limp and her strength demeaning. She was on the verge of losing her sense, and even though I wanted more but I pulled out of her. Because that stupid voice in my head didn't afford to hurt her,and even though I needed to be in her longer, I had to give into that voice. I don't think she can walk to the room as she's all sweated with my cum all over her. Her eyes half closed, and her pink lips slightly parted as she's lying on the cold surface of the table.She looks thoroughly and freshly fucked with my cum all over her body and marks on her neck breast thigh that I
His Poisoned Rose   Part 48
His Pov:" Where is the first aid? Please, Leonardo, tell me please.. I beg you..." She pleas in hoarse voice choking on her tears as she tried hold me with her small hands that are now coated with blood... My blood.... This whole scene should be revolting. I should loathe her and tarnish her into nothing like she deserves after stabbing me on my back.But then something stops me. Maybe its the tears in her eyes that are trailing down her cheeks and staining them or maybe the helplessness in those eyes or her raspy voice that is full of concern or the mark of my mouth on the pale skin of her neck that is turning purple already or maybe its the blood smeared on her hands. But there's something common in all of them. They are all for me. All mine. The helpless, the tears , the concern or the way she chokes on her words or the desperation of saving me. Even the blood on her hands is of mine. Mine. She looks like mine. Literally and figuratively. And that view is something beautiful. S
His Poisoned Rose   Part 47
His Pov:"Why are you looking for the first aid?" I ask her with a calm and steady voice, though I know why she's looking for it.Her eyes shoot up to me, her lasbes slightly flatterybg as she watches me with disbelief in her ice blue eyes. " What type of dumb question is this! Because you are bleeding! If we don't treat it right away, you will lose a lot of blood."" But you want me to die, don't you? That's why you stabbed me... Then what are you trying to prove now?" I pull her closer to me by her forearm as I watch her. But she immediately lowers her eyes. Good.. It's working.. She didn't lower her eyes for once after she found out i am the one behind the death of the Kings. But just now, she did. She believes herself to be guilty even if she denies it now. "I didn't want you to die! I didn't want to stab you! It's all because of you!" Her voice cracks as tears run down her face. I look at her for a second contempting if I should push it more. Her hands are trembling as I hold h
His Poisoned Rose   Part 46
His Pov:I could see it in the way her eyes glazed over, a silent horror swirling beneath the surface, as if she were afraid of what she had just done—and perhaps even more afraid of what it meant about her now.And for some weird twisted reason, I pitied her... I fucking pitied her for stabbing me on my back. I, Leonardo Luciano, who never pitied a bloodied dying person begging for their lives to me who never pitied about someone's family, someone's company, or even my fate pitied the trembling girl before me.I lost my control over myself. Totally wholly for... her.... Rosalina.. I don't even know why I was shocked that she stabbed me. What was I expecting? In some part of my twsited beliefs, I believed that I couldn't be hurt by this one person. When, for me, every single person is on my radar. I trust none. And by none, I mean it. I keep checking on my own blood brother for the lack of trust I have in people. Then how could I.. How could I keep her off limit from my radar. It do
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His Pov:When Roslaina asked to come back to my apartment with me, a strange warmth filled my chest, something I hadn’t expected. It felt… good. For reasons I couldn’t fully understand, her request brought a quiet sense of peace to my heart. She could have stayed at the mansion, especially with David there, but she chose to leave with me. Maybe, just maybe, I’d misjudged her all along.And yet, I had punished her so harshly that I’d driven her to the brink of ending her own life. Dr. Matteo said she was battling severe depression, and though I hated to admit it, a dark part of me knew the truth—I was likely the reason she reached that edge. The weight of my actions hung heavy on my chest, the thought that I had contributed to her despair gnawing at me. I’d pushed her too far, blinded by my own anger and assumptions, and now I had to face the unbearable consequences of what I’d done to her fragile spirit.Dr. Matteo urged me to stay close to her, to watch over her, ensuring she wouldn
His Poisoned Rose   Part 44
Her Pov:He murmurs under his breath before suddenly his arm wraps around my nape as he pulls my body against his as my front clashes with his bare chest, and he presses his lips on mine.My hand trails from his neck to his hair as I grasp them hard, but I dont stop him. I just couldn't stop him... That one second of when I looked at him, I saw something flicker in the deep hazel..Those eyes... His gaze holds something... Some raw unhealed emotion in them... And in one second, something changed. I didn't see the usual monster in him but a mirror. A mirror that holds the same raw emotions as me....He sucked my bottom lip in his mouth first before going for the upper lip, and then he sucked them both in his mouth before claiming his entrance in my mouth. His tongues trail inside my mouth, tasting every inch of my mouth.He's not just kissing me... He's claiming my fucking soul with the kiss .His pace keeps getting faster as he wrapped his other hand around my waist holding me closer t
His Poisoned Rose   Part 43
Her Pov:My breath catches as I pull my hand away, bringing it in front of me. My hand is coated in fessh blood as it trails down my hand. I... I stabbed him. My hand trembles as my breathing gets hitched in my throat. I stand there thunderbolt as I tried to process what I just did.Leonardo slowly moves his head from my neck as he looks at me. He looks at me as a rush of pain flashes through his hazel eyes before it vanishes into the hazel. His eyes are locked with my ice blue one as his hand moves to the back of his shoulder, where the knife is still stabbed deep within him. With one swift move, he pulls the knife out of him as he brings it in front of us. His eyes still locked on my face. But I couldn't meet his gaze as my eyes moved to the kitchen knife. Fresh blood dripping off it.. I just stabbed him with this knife.. I... I might have killed him." So you want to kill me now, Rosalina?" He strikes me with his deep voice, but I just stand there as if I can't move my body. No...
His Poisoned Rose   Part 42
Her Pov: My fingers tighten instinctively around my passport, gripping it as if it’s the only thing anchoring me to reality. I could hear the heavy, deliberate sound of breathing behind me, sending chills racing down my spine. Slowly, I pushed myself to my feet, my movements careful and measured. My hands slipped behind my back, clutching my passport tightly, hiding it from view.As I turned, my gaze met his. He loomed over me, his presence overwhelming, his eyes dark and calculating. The menace in his expression was unmistakable, his towering figure watching me with an intensity that made the air around us feel suffocating.A slow, unsettling smile spreads across his face, a stark contrast to the storm brewing in his eyes. He moves with a calculated ease, slipping off his coat and tossing it carelessly onto the bed before lowering himself onto the edge.“The house is in quite a state today,” he says, his tone deceptively light, almost conversational. “I didn’t realize you had such
