“What did you say?”I'm never going to repeat those words again, for the love of God. Around me, nobody is saving."Say those words once more." I fell into my seat as he spoke in a loud whisper. As he approaches, he makes a tight fist and grabs me by the hair."What are you doing, Ahh?" I was terribly hurt by his grip."Say it again.""The girl, I don't know her name; you fucked her in office, and now you proved it because she's with you in Paris." His grip steadily erodes as a result of my words and the tears that are streaming from my eyes."I didn't ever touch her.” Why does he tell me this? He gently wipes away my tears with his thumbs. Now, there is a heavy sensation in the air. Emotions were altered by horror."You believe..""Everyone believes.""I have no regard for anyone. You matter to me. When I woke up and you weren't there, I simply became angry. You experience panic attacks." He is the source of the words. He feels my pressure. I suddenly feel so vulnerable. He is aware of
"You're repulsive."“Lucky me.” "You're crazy.""I'm just getting started, Miss Rose." Ronald and I are now face-to-face as she exits the building in tears and resignation. No one is in our way today."How are you able to address her in this way? There is nothing standing between us. He challenged the next button while keeping a close eye on me. God, he's so hot. Stop looking at his chest, and stop now.Wow, really? Nothing is present. Shaking my head, I exit the office while exhaling heavily. I'm falling hard for him because he's so charming.Our subsequent encounters began and ended with hardly any conversation. He has suddenly become quite busy at work. Though our lunch break has ended, he is still at work. He occasionally orders food on his own, which I then give him when it arrives, but today no one brought food. So I reasoned, why not ask him if he has time? If not, I can place an order, but the door opens, and there he is.“Mr. Ronald, your lunch...“"Pack your bags; we're goin
He merely acted on purpose throughout. He is making a point, right? For him, frisking someone is nothing out of the ordinary. I now despise him. I'm sitting on the toilet seat, battling my emotions alone, and he just told me to come down in fifteen minutes.He's playing a game with me. A contest he hopes to win. He believes he is the king in this game. But he's never been a game for me. Love, feelings, and pleasure will always be incomprehensible to me. He has just finished a meeting. My health is not signaling well, and it is already after eight.After making sure everything was in order, I descended to the conference room, where the other CEOs were mingling. What an absurd world where people laugh as they hurt! They are merely acting. A costly collection of fakes in an expensive suit.I take a window-side seat far from everyone else. I was untrustworthy of my health, so I kept some distance from everyone. No Ronald is present. Who will be God's next victim?"Pardon me?" A waiter arriv
"Pardon me?" I instantly stand up and begin to walk, but he stops me by holding my hand.“Easy girl! Take a seat. You don't appear good.” I don't feel safe with him because no one is looking at us. His character is distinct from his appearance. I can't really comprehend."I've never met you. Why are you helping me?”"That isn't the issue. Why does Laura want to harm you?”"Why do you believe that?"“You need to eat something first, so feel free to keep it from me.” Then comes the invitation to congregate for the subsequent meeting. What? The time for eating is done. In bewilderment, I open and close my mouth.“Your time is up, sorry. Who will take the notes if you aren't in the room?” Still in my hand was his cozy hand. I never held a man's hand. His skin is as massive and silky as mine.“However, I didn't.” He stood up, let go of my hand, and entered. No one moves from their seats, but he approaches the announcer and speaks. He initially shakes his head before nodding again."Well, we
I'm still sitting on the floor in disbelief while he snores loudly while sleeping. I'll never forget what the hell just happened in the restroom. Even if I'm trying to stifle my passionate feelings, the thought has already taken over my heart or head.He is so enormous that I can touch him. When I feel him on my fingers, my eyes flit there. He is a soft, thick man. I felt his hiss somewhere deep inside of me. What is that feeling, God? He repeatedly instructed me to do more. I want it, but I can't. I don't know what happened, but the towel opened and his underwear fell to the ground as soon as my hands touched his underwear. Staring at me with enormous manhood."Stop, Rose." I said. Yet that scene plays in my head every time I close my eyes. At that point, the seat was still damp. He must have done something since my legs felt slick. Ignore it and end this topic now. After getting up, I dressed and left. He is making a lot of noise. Is he awake?"Rose... I..."“Now, what?” He turned and
What did he say? How do I own him? These phrases are really eating at me. Evening six is now, and I'm still working in my room. Yet, an invitation glared me in the face. The hotel is hosting a sizable celebration today. According to Brooks, who originally claimed that his father actually owned the hotel, he honors his father's duty with a party each year because, in the end, his father's choice was not regrettable. Wealthy and well-known business tycoons are coming here, but I'm staying home. I want to dress up, but I have nothing to wear.Sitting close to the window, I kept an eye on all of the activity going on outside. Every person entering the hotel is being checked by a large number of security personnel. Is Ronald going? With whom? Already enraged with me, he is already upset with me, and now he has the opportunity to harm me. When the knock came, it interrupted my train of thought. It might be Ronald. But as soon as I opened the door, my excitement was gone.“Yes?”"It's for you,
"You enjoy it." We are on our third cup of ice cream, and I feel completely inebriated. With the first taste, my mind was so chilled. Who created this earthly paradise?"I adore it." He gives me a nod and a bite.“Hey!”“What? I'd like to try it.” I shake my head and use my finger to push his spoon away."Nah, I own it. You own yours." He conveys melancholy."Ronald and you are a match made in heaven. He despises doing what he loves most: sharing." Certainly, I detest him for sharing, but I have no control over it."You can tell me your story." When I'm still eating, my spoon stops. A slap inside and a chilly night. Sharing my story with anyone would be futile, or I would assume that anyone who listened would be hurt."Why do you think a tale exists?""You halt your eating." I shrug and resume eating."That's not evidence of anything." After finishing his meal, he asks for the bill."I recognize your emotions. We just met, and it's hard to believe anybody. Nonetheless, I am here for you
How could he?She is my. How could he?He prevents me..."Quickly, please." Tears are attempting to form from my rage, but I'm fighting them back. I must visit her. I must help her. Why does he stop me now? But Laura is my top focus right now. She forewarned me, and I am aware that she is responsible for everything. Why didn't she just let them be?She is harming them as a result of me. Every time she entered, my present and past were broken. Just not right now. Contain your rage. In front of her building, the cab was parked. When I spoke to the receptionist, she informed me that Laura was occupied, but I proceeded to see her anyway.“Laura!” Like hers, her apartment is filled with replicas. I know she is here.“Laura! Come d..""Why are you shouting so loudly, my dear girl?" She emerges from her room carrying a beverage. As soon as her feet approached me, all of my strength vanished. Her broad smile conveys to everyone how happy she is at the moment.“How dare you?”"I did warn you.
ReliefPeaceMy hand’s burning sensation is nothing compared to the relief I’m currently experiencing. Do you dare? How could they? They believe that I am merely a piece that they will divide. The first time I encountered them, my terror was real. They were just looking at me because they were hungry. I bet if Ronald hears him he’ll definitely be in hell.“How on earth did you think to share with me? How could you harm him if you want me? I was your target not him. Just because of me, you killed him?”Now when I’m angry, my body is on fire. Why is that? Because they find me attractive.“Yes, baby, you are our target, but he was always our first target before you because he stood in the way of my target, which was the location of that fucking Ronald father. He has always wanted his son to take over for him. Because of this, we killed his father before your husband.” He’s laughing like it’s just a simple thing killing people.“How could you kill everyone for money?”“Money? Mom wants to
Why did I hurt him?Why?If it’s our last time together, then why?“Mrs. Rose, we have only twenty minutes.” Theo words stopped me when I was going to sit in the car. My heart and body are not feeling well. I’m sick, and my baby is not well. Today she again suggested abortion to me, but how can I get rid of our love? My body suddenly feels empty. I saw blood coming from my leg.It’s overHe’s gone“Don’t worry. Just take care of him after me.” Justin is already waiting for me. The plan is different from Theo and Neil’s.“Neil is going to wait until the end. Please be safe and come back as soon as you get what you want.”“Theo, thank you for everything.” He nodded and closed the door for me last time. Theo set up a car for me, and when he left, Neil covered me for protection. But no one knows what my plan is here. Closing my eyes, I try to remember the last kiss I gave him before coming here. It was my farewell to him. His eyes filled with tears. After all, he knows something is not go
The time is here.The moment is here.Ronald is here.But how much time do I have left with me? After what I said to him before coming here, he stopped talking with me again. He’s motionless and dumb. We’re going to a party, but our souls are at home. The days I have been waiting for are here. The stage is set for me and for others. Just wait for the performers.Two days before the evidence came into my hands, Two days before Draco and Laura were arrested, two days before my life fell apart, the words said by Ronald threw me into my past again. His hatred has come upon me again. His words told me how much he hates me now. Now sitting in the same car and breathing in the same air is hurting me more. Why is a different kind of feeling taking place where his love stayed today?Is this hate now?Our love is now over.No“Stay with me at the party.” He just gave me an order, but today this also feels like a request. Nodding, I turned my head away from him because every time I looked at him
My heart keeps beeping in my ears. I can hear my sound. Woshh...The wholeThumpStanding outside, my nose filled with a mesmerizing smell when I entered the room. The room smelled heavenly with her scent. She’s getting ready inside. Taking one step at a time, I entered the room. It’s neat, clean, and peaceful, not like my mind, which is already battling with my thoughts. Just the sound of her doing something had my heart pounding.Outside, it’s getting dark and little drops of rain start coming, and inside, the shine of her look Turning my face toward her, I saw her in white and heard myself die of fear once more. Why the fuck is she wearing white today? Two days ago, again, I saw her in my dreams wearing white, but the point of my fear is that she’s covered in blood, sitting on the floor, and taking my body in her lap. Why did I see myself there? She was crying hard after watching me die.I was also standing behind her, trying to reach her, but suddenly my dream broke and I heard he
The day of revengeI’m losing myself.Who am I?Is the person gawking at me in the mirror the same as the person standing here? Two days before, everything changed.I know the truth.So manyMy mom was arrested.EvidenceRelationshipFucking hell I never thought one day I would need to prepare myself so hard for fighting. She is detained as a result of her involvement in the killing of sixty people. When I hear the news, it seems as though the earth is constantly trembling. It’s a lie. I know. My heart knows, but things came out in front of the world because of Rose. She’s behind everything. An innocent girl who barely looked into my eyes is now standing face-to-face with me. She’s challenging me. But if she’s the one who told me to prepare for battle, then why am I blaming her?Two days before I got the news, it threw me to hell. The day was worse than I thought. It starts with the news, with so many questions and so much truth. The reporters gathered in front of my building, raising
Why did I say that?Her shocked face after watching me. Am I being too demanding here? Why did she always keep her mouth shut when it came to our baby? Why not move on? Why didn’t she give me what I wanted? It’s a child.“Ron. I already..”“I know, but look at that girl. Don’t you see me? How much I’m happy with her. She’s so cute, and I’m... I can’t express myself. Why not think about it?” My desperation and attraction toward her are beyond my imagination. Life with a child is heaven. I want to feel it."Ronald, we already discussed...”“I don’t care. Right now, you’re thinking about your revenge, not about me. It’s a child. You can..” Fuck. What the hell did I say? She’s hurt. Why fucker? She’s watching me with watery eyes without moving.“I..” It’s my stupidity. Yes, we discussed that, but right now, I hurt her. Before I talked to her more, she opened the door because we’d already reached the office and gone. Jesus, Ronald, she’s so happy and now sad.“Rose.” She’s already gone ins
Sitting on the kitchen counter, I’m staring outside. My hand feels numb after holding the papers of our lives and, on the other hand, the phone. It feels so peaceful here, where I can recall the moment that I spent with Ronald. He came running when I sent him a message. He loves me with passion, like it’s our last time. On the other side,WaitingFor tomorrowTomorrow we’re going to take our next. Third day of my battle. When they are causing me to have sleepless nights, how dare they sleep peacefully? Once more, people are dying. relapse into death. The person who manages the accounts is now dead because they killed him. Today I made the hardest decision of my life. Ronald now loves me, but what about tomorrow, when he finds out what I hide from him? Has he ever seen me the way he looks at me? If he finds out to whom I’m married, thenProofVictimsAnd he’s gone. It’s my revenge that I’m taking because the power is in my hands. Why not use it? This is my only chance. Just a few days,
Rose is not here now.Late at night, she was not in bed when my eyes opened. She thinks I slept after she left, but I’m there when they’re talking. I’m sure she has something planned, but I don’t care what it is. She’s never going to plot anything against me. All that she did was just because of me. My priority is her safety now that I hear what they’re planning.Mom and Draco are not what I’m thinking. When did she become so different? Did Jesse know? The reason she despises her mother is somewhere in there. But the lady she’s talking about, who is she? Second, I’m fighting with myself because I know there will be two drops of blood on the bed when I get up.“Hey baby, why are you still in bed?” My sleepy eyes widened after watching her.“Jesus Rose, cover yourself. At least in this situation, please. I’m trying to stop myself.” She’s fully naked, standing with wet hair and a body full of little drops of water. She’s trying to seduce me. When she’s completely exposed in front of me?
GiggleThen anotherRonaldHe’s giggling while sleeping. I hadn’t noticed him laughing before, but what could he be dreaming about? He looks so happy.“What are you dreaming?” I whisper while running my fingers through his smooth hair. But then his eyes opened, like he heard me. Why does he attract me so much, even in his sleep?“Hey!”“Rose!” He came up and kissed my lips while I was smiling. What’s going on? He looked down and then at me. His gaze was fixated on me. Wait! No. I stop breathing when his hand rests on my stomach. What? God, he knows? How?“In my dream, I saw you lying in the shadows and admiring the lovely sea outside. But then I turned around and saw someone calling out to me. He stopped again and kissed me hard again. What...? His hand rolled on my stomach. What is he expecting?“Ronald.”“He called me daddy.” No please. Don’t speak further. My body, which was calm a moment ago, now went cold. Why do I feel pain? It’s my choice not to tell him why I want to speak up.