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 POVToday is the big day for badminton, the final match where our team's victory rests on me. After making it through all the tryouts, I have earned my spot in the finals. This match is super important because both teams are tied and whoever wins takes it all.Kevin already played his game and his team came out on top. The pressure is on me now. If I mess up, it'll undo all the hard work the whole team put in. I knew how crucial today was, so I took my medications before leaving home. Still, my head feels a bit woozy and I am feeling weak despite having a stomach full of fruits in the morning. Within ten minutes, our match will start and I was pacing back and forth to calm down my jitters when I felt a reassuring hand over my shoulder. "Take it easy," he says, trying to calm me down. "Being all worked up won't help you play your best. Forget about the outcome for now. Focus on giving your all in the game. If you keep worrying about winning or losing, you'll lose your con
Roseline's POVWith blurry vision, I saw the shuttlecock coming to my side and somehow I managed to hit it. My gaze flicked to Vincenzo, who sat within my line of sight. Even from a distance, I could discern the concern etched into his features; most probably he had sensed my uneasiness even from this far away. I could hear the cheers of the audience, which were mainly from my team, as they had all the hope in me. The weight of their hopes bore down upon my shoulders, a reminder that I couldn't falter—not when so much was riding on this pivotal moment.Blinking multiple times, I cleared my vision and for the last time, I looked at Vincenzo before hitting the shuttlecock. The shuttlecock left my racket with a forceful thwack, hurtling towards a distant corner, strategically out of the opponent's reach.She went to hit the shuttlecock but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't reach there and she missed the shot. My strategy worked! Before the host could even announce my victory
Vincenzo's POV I wasn't surprised when I got the invitation to attend the sports week at the College of Management as a chief guest. I have received it every year but this time I decided to attend because of Roseline. Knowing that she had reached the finals, I decided to attend the event. I wanted to witness her moment of triumph and be there as a source of motivation, a silent supporter cheering her on.I was not like this when I met her but she has changed something in me and all I want is good for her no matter whether I am with her or not. She had managed to kindle a change within me. My priorities had shifted, and my perspective had broadened.When I was ready to attend the match, Rose asked me to spend the day with her but I politely declined her request and went for Roseline. I could see right through her eyes how happy she was when she saw me sitting among the crowd. It filled her with new confidence. For me, she won the moment she gave her best. She has surged with so man
Vincenzo's POVPray? The doctor has asked me to pray for the speedy recovery of Roseline. But from the day I lost my Rose, I hadn't visited the doors of God because I started believing there was nothing like that. As I came out, I found Kevin outside. "How is she?" He asked me as soon as he saw me coming out of the Emergency Room. "Her condition is critical," I told him. "Brother, if you don't mind, can I ask you a question?" He asked. I gave him a look before tilting my head and asking him to go ahead."Why does she lose consciousness so easily? Is there an underlying medical issue she is dealing with?" His concern for Roseline was evident, and an unexpected pang of jealousy tugged at my emotions.Why does he care so much about her? Why is he always around her? "You need not worry about that. I will look into that," I told him. "That means there is something, and I have a feeling even she might not be aware of it," he pressed on, his words laden with curiosity.Instead of c
Vincenzo's POV After two days, the doctor finally deemed Roseline well enough to be discharged. Her situation is very serious and I have to tell the doctor that she doesn't have any siblings so he recommended that we register at a bone marrow registry, indicating that it could potentially be a lifeline in her situation. Since then, I have been waiting for the good news that we have found a suitable donor. I have brought her back home and have appointed two nurses to provide round-the-clock care. Though the doctor said that she is fine for now, I cannot take any risk. Certain matters required my attention, and in my absence, I couldn't entrust them to anyone else. Roseline's friends visited her at the hospital during her stay, though I couldn't help but notice Liam's less-than-pleased expression. It was evident that he held some resentment, perhaps thinking that I was responsible for her condition. "Vincenzo, you should head to work now," Roseline's voice interrupted my thoughts.
Vincenzo's POV"I need the spare keys for room number 113," I demanded from the receptionist."The room is currently booked," he replied hesitantly."Yes, I am aware that the room is booked and this is why I need those keys urgently, right now," I insisted, my tone firm."But, sir...""Get me the manager," I interrupted, growing impatient with the situation. I don't think he is going to listen to me and I would actually end up taking his job. The color of his face drained as he couldn't understand what was happening around him. Without giving him time, I just barged into the cabin of the manager while he ran behind me. The manager looked at me; his eyes widened in surprise as he stood up. "Sir..." he began, only for me to cut him off."I need the spare keys for room number 113 immediately," I exclaimed, my urgency evident."Of course, sir," he complied, his expression showing a mix of surprise and apprehension. He pulled out the drawer and handed me the keys personally."Do you want
Vincenzo's POV As soon as I got back to my car, I called the nurse who was taking care of Roseline. "How is she?" I asked her as she picked up the call. "She is still sleeping," she told me. "Ok, close all the doors and windows of the room I don't want the voice from outside to bother her sleep," I ordered her. "Ok, sir" I hang up. I am sure the storm is going to take place in the hall when I see Kevin but I don't want her to get hurt anymore. My grip on the steering wheel tightened as I thought more about Kevin. I have always tried to keep my anger in control because I don't know what would do if I lost it. As I reached the house, I didn't care to park the car and went directly inside the house. There, I found Kevin comfortably seated on the couch, as usual, engrossed in playing a video game, shouting and squealing in joy after creating havoc in my life. He plays games all day and wants to be among the top entrepreneurs. After looking at him, I couldn't control m
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