Roseline's POVHis scream startled me, and I quickly sat up on my bedding, concerned about what had happened."What happened?" I asked, looking at him with worry.As I turned my head to look at him, I noticed that his face had turned pale, and he was visibly shaking."What's wrong?" I inquired, trying to understand the sudden change in his demeanor.He pointed at something on the floor, stuttering, "Cock... cockroach."A cockroach? I followed the direction of his trembling finger and indeed spotted a cockroach on the floor.Huh? I stood up on my bed. "Throw it out! Throw it out!" he shouted with a sense of urgency.The way his whole body was shaking, I couldn't believe that he was the same man whose presence is enough to make people piss in their pants. I couldn't help but reach out to him. Placing my hand gently over his shoulder, I spoke in a reassuring tone. "Calm down, Vincenzo. Why are you so scared of it? Nothing will happen to you. I'm here, and I'll take care of it."He r
Roseline's POVAs he moved his face closer to mine, my heart raced in my chest, and the world around us faded away. The anticipation of his lips meeting mine was almost overwhelming, and I could feel the electric tension in the air.Our bodies were squeezed tightly. But then, just when our lips were mere inches apart, he stopped. My heart sank, and confusion washed over me.Huh?Our eyes met, and I saw a flicker of hesitation in his gaze. The moment hung suspended in time, and I held my breath, waiting for him to continue. But instead, he abruptly sat up, placing a reassuring hand on my back to steady me.I slowly slid down his body and settled back on the bed, my heart heavy with disappointment and confusion. His sudden change in demeanor left me feeling lost and hurt.But then I realized it wasn't a sudden change in him. I made scenarios in my head.He moved ahead and paused, shaking his head slightly, as if trying to clear his thoughts. He sat on the edge of the bed, seemingly lost
Roseline's POVAs we entered the house after a long day at college, Kevin followed me inside. Despite Vincenzo's driver still picking me up and dropping me off at school, Kevin and I often ended up coming back together as our class schedules aligned most of the time.In college, Kevin preferred to stay by my side, and he always makes the excuse that he doesn't have many other friends. He says that the students here are not of his type. He doesn't want to befriend anyone. I didn't mind, though. His company was always enjoyable, and we had grown close over time.As we stepped into the hall, the first person I noticed was Rose. She was surrounded by a small entourage of attendants, attending to her every need. Two girls were doing her nails, two were giving her a pedicure, and another was giving her a shoulder massage. The sight was extravagant, to say the least."Do it properly," she scolded the girl who was massaging her shoulder. Her voice came out a bit rude."Sorry ma'am"Kevin's ch
Roseline's POVThe clock was about to hit 12 but the birthday boy was still in his study and I was not sure if he would come out before 12 or not because he has the habit of working till midnight.There were only 5 minutes left when I heard the clicking sound of his study's door. I quickly grabbed a book lying nearby and started pretending to read, attempting to act casual even though my heart was racing.I don't know why I did that when I was actually waiting for the clock to hit 12 so that I could wish him and give him the gift that I bought from the market. I am still not sure if he would like it or not.I had spent a long time contemplating the perfect present, but now I was plagued with doubt, fearing that it might be too childish.He went straight to the bathroom without saying a word, and I let out a long breath, relieved that he hadn't noticed my nervous behavior.As the hands of the clock drew closer to 12, my heart pounded in my chest, anticipating the building with every se
Roseline's POVToday, classes ended early, allowing me to head home ahead of schedule.With the upcoming sports week next week, Kevin decided to stay back to practice soccer, his chosen sport. He was also asking me to stay back and practice for badminton but I came back because today is Vincenzo's birthday and as we have only a few days left together, all I want is to spend more and more time with him, even if it means seeing him from afar.Earlier in the morning, I overheard Vincenzo engaged in a phone conversation. He mentioned that he would be working from home for the day, indicating that someone on the other end of the call would have to handle office responsibilities in his absence. So I am sure he would stay around and this is exactly what I want.As I entered the hall, I saw servants moving around. My eyes flicked to the clock and I found that it was past the time of Vincenzo's lunch."He had lunch?" I asked one of the housekeepers for help."No, ma'am. I knocked on the door,
Roseline's POVBefore I could say anything to him or stop him, he turned his attention away from me."You all can take the rest of the day off," he announced with an air of generosity that seemed to surprise the helper."Really, sir?" the man stammered in disbelief.Vincenzo just nodded. He couldn't contain his excitement and rushed to the kitchen to tell everyone about it. In no time, the staff gathered their belongings, chatting excitedly amongst themselves, and began to exit the mansion, leaving me and Vincenzo alone and, of course, Rose, who probably was sleeping in her room."Now that we have the place to ourselves," he began, his tone playfully reminiscent of our earlier conversation, "and you brought me here with the promise of ensuring I don't miss meals. So, the ball is in your court now.""What? What would you like to eat?" I asked him. "You already know what I like," he said instead of answering my question. "Lasagna?" I asked.He nodded and his face told me that he was
Roseline's POV"Don't move" Threatening me, he stood in between my knees and concentrated on his work of putting a bandage on my nonexistent wound. I was watching him intently while he was doing his work and when he was done, he placed a small kiss on the top of my finger. "Now it will heal faster," I joked. "What are you? 13?" He asked in a serious tone. "Do I look like 13 to you?" I asked him. His eyes moved down my body and I could see a flash of lust passing through them, His thumbs, which were resting on my waist, started stroking me there. "No," he repliedAnd before I could retaliate, his lips crashed on mine. The moment froze for me and the moment his lips touched mine, I blossomed like a flower. Our lips melted with each other as if they were meant to be there. I forgot everything around me, and the only focus that remained was him. It ignited a rush of emotions that left me spellbound. We have kissed before but what made the kiss extra special was that this could be
The romance is going to be a bit Nasty in this chapter. You have been warned 😅) Roseline's POV As I came out in the hall, I spotted Vincenzo lost in his own thoughts. I thought that he must be busy with his phone but I was surprised to find him waiting for me. As the aroma of the dish reached him, he turned his head. He must have smelled the food; his senses are sharp. I walked up to him and put the freshly cooked lasagna in front of him.I chose to sit at an arm's length from him, wanting to keep my distance. I won't be able to help myself if he starts his ministrations again. But before I knew it, he grabbed my wrist, surprised me, and pulled me towards himself, which landed me directly on his lap. "What?" I couldn't believe it and before I could ask him what exactly he was doing, he commanded me. "Feed me,""What are you? 2?" I asked in the same tone which he used to ask me when he was bandaging my finger and I passed a comment on him kissing my finger. "Not exactly!" He re
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