Roseline's POV"Won't you feed me?""Huh?" My eyebrows drew together in confusion."You know, my palms are still injured. In the morning, you bandaged them, fed me when I didn't want to, and dressed me with your own will but now you are busy in eating yourself without caring about me," he complained."But it is you who said that you are fine and you don't need the bandage anymore." I stated what he said, trying to reason with him rationally.He is the one who removed the bandage and flexed his palms in front of me, telling me that he was fine. Why should I think about him before eating?"Okay, fine!" he conceded, not looking happy with my response.Before he could reach for the spoon, I took a piece of meat from my dish and moved it towards his lips. He glared at me for a moment but eventually opened his mouth to accept the bite.I was right—he is still a kid!A stubborn one...It seemed like he enjoyed testing my patience, but I found it endearing in a way.I was feeding him while ha
Roseline's POVI was still trying to catch my breath and calm my nerves, feeling disappointed that my panic attack had threatened to ruin our special day.But, just as the fear was overwhelming me, I felt a palm covering my eyes, blocking out the triggering sight of the fire juggler. His touch had an immediate calming effect on me."Shhh," he whispered softly in my ear, his voice like a soothing melody. "Everything is fine. Nothing is going to happen to you."I clutched his shirt tightly in my fists, finding comfort in his embrace as he wrapped his other arm around my waist, guiding me forward.As he was with me I couldn't feel anything except his touch and his cologne filled my senses which relaxed me. His presence makes me forget all my fear because I know no matter what he would save me.After a few steps, he removed his hand from my eyes and there was no more fire in my sight."Thank you," I whispered, looking up at him with sincerity in my eyes."It's okay," he replied gently, br
Roseline's POVThe skyscraper made us so excited that we went on ride after ride until we didn't try all the rides available in this amusement park.It was such a thrilling experience that I will never forget in my life. It has been so many years that I have laughed and smiled with my whole heart.I was nearly exhausted by the time we came out of the last ride. No energy was left in me to try another ride while Vincenzo was still looking full of energy.As we continued walking, my eyes were drawn to a sign that read 'Donation Camp,' and instinctively, my feet came to a halt. Curious about what it entailed, I noticed a small group of around four people who were going around taking pictures of random individuals, followed by those individuals making donations to them.Intrigued, I found myself drawn toward them, unable to resist asking about their purpose and the meaning behind the 'Donation Camp.'"Excuse me, what exactly are you doing here, and what does this 'Donation Camp' mean?" I
Vincenzo's POVYes, I did everything for her happiness. Why? I don't know. "Wow!" His voice grabbed my attention and I looked at her to find her looking out of the window of the car.There was a firework in the sky and she was mesmerized by it, Her childlike excitement was infectious. Her excitement didn't go unnoticed by the driver as well. He looked at her from the rear mirror and I gestured to him to slow down the speed of the car, allowing her to savor the magic of the moment. Her tiny eyes were shining and her face was glowing under the moonlight. While she was appreciating the beauty of the fireworks, she was expecting me to do the same, but I couldn't move my gaze away from her face. Lost in her radiance, I barely registered the spectacle unfolding outside the window. Instead, I drank in the sight of her delight, cherishing the way her eyes sparkled and her smile beamed."Wasn't it beautiful?" She asked, turning to me. "Indeed, it was," I replied, my gaze still fixed on
Roseline's POVToday is the first day of my college and I couldn't sleep the whole night out of excitement. Though I got the scholarship, Vincenzo made sure that I got the admission smoothly. It had been a month since our trip to the amusement park, yet the dream I had that night lingered in my mind. I tried to shake it off, focusing on the day ahead instead.I left the bed at 7 because I had to reach the college by 9 and if Vincenzo went to the bathroom first, then he would make me late or I would have to use the other bathroom. I was already up and couldn't even close my eyes so I got up. I was going through the wardrobe, searching for the outfits I had bought last week with my hard-earned savings. I could feel his eyes on me as he headed to the bathroom, but I was too thrilled to be bothered.After much contemplation, I settled on a baby pink shirt and a knee-length skirt. Giggling with excitement, I changed into the outfit and stood before the mirror. The bubbling sensation of
Roseline's POV I was about to ask him what would he take to just give me what I wanted when he spoke again. "Say that you will not wear anything that will expose your skin when I am not around." He knew very well how to play with my body and make me do anything. He is now taking advantage of that. "Y.... Yes" "Yes, what? I can't hear anything," he stopped. "Will you wear those clothes?" "No!" I shook my head. "I will not wear skirts." "Good," he started stroking once again but this time with his thumb as his finger made its way inside, "and you will always keep your hair open as I don't want anyone to see your neck, which is so tempting and only made for me." I nodded my head. Whatever could help me release is fine with me. With that being said, he once again hovered above me, his mouth capturing my nipples and sucking them while his fingers did their magic down there. And finally, I hit the climax; my head spun and I could see stars in broad daylight. He looked up and whe
Roseline's POVKeeping his words in my head, I wore a simple white shirt and plain grey pants, as I didn't want him to repeat all those things and actually make me late for college.I applied a little bit of makeup so that I didn't look like a ghost, as I was looking after him after he was done with me. Untangling my hair, I was about to tie them in a ponytail when he came out of his closet and his warning rang in my head.My hands, which were lifting my ponytail high dropped down, and I left my hair open, letting it cascade freely around my shoulders.He cocked his head in approval before making his way to me. He was now all dressed and ready for his office."Here," he said, holding out a small box that resembled a ring box.My eyes flicked between him and the box, confusion evident on my face."What's this?" I asked, trying to contain my curiosity."Open it," he said as he handed me the box.I carefully opened the box, my heart beating faster as I discovered a delicate ring, as expe
Roseline's POVAfter the first class ended, I walked out and heard someone calling my name from behind."Hey, Roseline," said one of the boys from the class, the one who had been staring at me during the introductions."Hey," I replied with a small smile, not particularly interested in engaging with him.I didn't catch his name during the introductions, and to be honest, I wasn't getting good vibes from him. He seemed a bit too eager to talk to me, and I sensed some ulterior motive behind his compliments."I liked the way you politely introduced yourself, without any attitude, and wanted to appreciate your startup idea. I think it's pretty cool and could help many people," he continued."Thanks," I replied, still trying to keep the conversation brief."Is this your free class?" I looked up at him"Don't get me wrong, I was just asking so we could know each other well."I felt slightly annoyed at his persistence but decided to answer politely, "I have a strategic management class next.
Roseline's POVI was packing a lunch box to have it together in the garden as planned by Enzo when Roderick came running to me. "Mommmyyyyyyy!"I turned to find my sweet three-year-old son standing there, his eyes filled with innocence and his lips forming a cute pout."Yes, baby?" I responded, bending down to his level.Our children had grown so fast, and it seemed like just yesterday when I was carrying them in my belly, experiencing their little kicks and wiggles. Soon, they will start going to school as well. "Chocolate," he requested, his tiny hand reaching out and his big, hopeful eyes locked onto mine. He was blinking up at me innocently with a pout on his lips. I couldn't help but chuckle at his irresistible charm. "But you already had some today, my love," I said gently, aware of the perils of too much chocolate for a young child. "You know that having too much can give you cavities in your teeth."He pouted a little more, his eyes welling up with tiny tears."Mommy, plea
One year laterRoseline's POVAs I sat in the VIP seat, watching my husband Vincenzo on the stage, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of pride and happiness. Today was a momentous occasion—an interview that marked the culmination of Vincenzo's relentless pursuit of success. He had not only climbed the corporate ladder but had also become the richest man in the country as a result of his dedication and unyielding work ethic.His company had experienced unprecedented growth under his leadership, and it was all a result of his own hard work and visionary approach to business. When I asked him what would I do here, he said that it was because of my luck that he had been able to achieve all this but it was nothing but a lie. It is his own hard work. On the stage, Vincenzo was poised and confident, fielding questions from the interviewer with ease. His words were measured and insightful, a reflection of the wisdom he had gained through years of experience. The audience was capt
Roseline's POV"Ma'am, you are done," the attendants announced, taking a step back to admire their work.As soon as I stood up, I couldn't resist the curiosity to see myself. My heart raced with anticipation as I approached the mirror. When I finally gazed upon my reflection, my jaw dropped, and my eyes widened in sheer disbelief.I couldn't believe what I was seeing. It was me, but at the same time, it felt like an entirely different person staring back at me. The transformation was astonishing.Before this moment, I had rarely worn makeup, and the sight of myself in such an exquisite wedding dress, adorned with intricate makeup and hair styling, left me feeling completely transformed. It was as if I had stepped into a dream, and I marveled at the beautiful bride that I had become.For the first time in my life, I saw myself as truly beautiful. "My Princess," My father's voice gently called out, drawing my attention as he stepped into the room."Dad," I responded with a smile, my h
Roseline's POVI was completing my assignment when suddenly I felt a kick. My fingers trembled as I tried to maintain my focus on the assignment, the cursor on my computer screen blinking in time with my racing heart.At first, I thought that it was normal as the due date was only two days ahead but then that sudden kick, strong and insistent, tore my attention away from the words on the screen. I gasped, my hands instinctively clutching my swollen belly. It had been a day filled with intermittent twinges, but this was different and sharper, and it frightened me."Ahhhhhh!" a loud, painful scream left my throat. The kicks became a relentless rhythm, punctuated by contractions that wrapped around me like vipers of pain. I cried out, a scream echoing through the room, the intensity of it threatening to consume me."Enzo!" Desperation took over as I called out for Vincenzo. My voice quivered with fear and pain as I said his name, the urgency in my tone carrying through the walls of the
Roseline's POVWith only one month left until our babies would enter this world, Vincenzo and I were bursting with anticipation. Every day brought us closer to the moment we had been eagerly awaiting.Since the traumatic incident, I have become quite the homebody, rarely venturing outside except for my regular checkups. I clung to Vincenzo's side, feeling safest in his presence, and he never left my side for a moment.Most of my days were spent in a gentle cycle of sleep and study. The fatigue that accompanied this stage of pregnancy often left me too tired to focus on our startup project, much less anything else. I marveled at how some pregnant women managed to stay perpetually excited and energetic, while I struggled to find the motivation to even comb my hair.My eyes remained closed, and I was still lying in my comfortable cocoon when I felt a gentle hand on my head. An immediate sense of warmth and comfort washed over me, and a wide, contented smile spread across my lips.Vincenz
Roseline's POVBeepBeepBeepBefore I could even flutter my eyes open, a rhythmic beeping sound reached my ears, a reassuring signal that I was in a hospital. Memories of the terrifying events leading up to my loss of consciousness played like a haunting reel in my mind.My initial instinct was to protect my unborn babies. My hands instinctively reached for my stomach, and a wave of relief washed over me as I felt the reassuring presence of my baby bump."Rose." Vincenzo's voice broke through the haze as he rushed to my side, settling into a chair beside my hospital bed. His gentle hand began to caress my head, offering a soothing touch."Vincenzo, my babies?" I managed to voice my primary concern."They are fine," he breathed out, nodding reassuringly. His words eased the immense worry that had gripped me."How are you feeling?" he inquired, genuine concern etched on his face."I am fine," I assured him.My trembling hands reached out, and I gently enclosed his palm within mine, squ
Vincenzo's POVI was with Roseline, selecting a dress, when I got an important call. As much as I didn't want to leave her alone, I had to attend the call as well. Asking her to stay at her place, I went to attend the call but to my surprise, the loss of network didn't let me hear anything. I had to walk ahead and suddenly I was pushed inside a room. I wasn't expecting it so I fell inside and before I could react, I was locked inside. "Open the door." I banged but no one came. Locked inside the dimly lit room, anxiety gripped my chest as I desperately tried to break free. The sound of my fist pounding against the solid door echoed through the space, but there was no response from the other side. I couldn't even see the face of the man who pushed me inside. But I am sure about one thing: everything is planned. I couldn't shake the feeling that something sinister was afoot, and my mind raced with thoughts of Roseline alone and vulnerable. "My men took about twenty minutes to reac
Fear and confusion swirled within me as Kevin drove the car, leaving me paralyzed with disbelief. The Kevin I had known, the one who had shared laughter and joy with me, now seemed like a completely different person—a dark and dangerous one.I struggled a bit more but I sat back when I knew that there was no way out of this. I was already bone tired and I thought twice about keeping my energy reserved to fight with him once I was out of this car. I still couldn't believe that he was the same Kevin with whom I had shared so many laughs and giggles. I never knew that a devil was lurking behind that helping face. Vincenzo was already aware of his reality and this was the reason he was always asking me to keep my distance from him but I was so foolish that I never listened to him. I kept on looking out, trying to memorize the way so that I could run back when I got a chance to escape him. After what felt like an hour, he finally applied the brake. He came out and when he opened my si
Roseline's POV"You really don't have a good collection," Vincenzo remarked, his voice tinged with frustration.I was getting tired, to be honest. We had been at the bridal boutique for three hours, and while I was falling in love with every wedding gown they had, Vincenzo seemed unimpressed with any of them.He kept suggesting that I try on various dresses, but my energy was waning, and I didn't want to spoil the excitement of him seeing me in my wedding gown for the first time on our actual wedding day. So, I politely declined."Don't we have other designs?" he inquired, turning to the boutique attendant."Sir, if you're not satisfied with our current selection, you can choose from a virtual catalog, and we'll tailor it to your preferences," she suggested."That's a great idea!" Vincenzo's eyes lit up with excitement. "Why didn't you mention that earlier? I want something that can match the beauty of my wife."The boutique attendant glanced at me, and I couldn't help but feel like a