Vincenzo's POV It had been nearly a week since I brought Roseline back home. She spent most of her time sleeping, a side effect of the medications, but her body showed promising signs of improvement, which eased the weight of worry on my shoulders. Despite having hired two nurses to care for her, I remained vigilant, ensuring she took her medicines and meals on time. It was a responsibility I gladly undertook, a small way to contribute to her recovery. Grandpa's happiness at the news of her pregnancy was beyond limits. He couldn't contain his excitement and had called the doctor without my knowledge, who then divulged everything. While his joy was heartwarming, Roseline's earlier words still echoed in my mind, and I couldn't help but contemplate the uncertain future of our child. Turning my head, I glanced at her sleeping form beside me. A strand of her hair had fallen across her face, obscuring my view of her serene features. She had become the first sight of my mornings, the rad
Vincenzo's POV As I ordered my man, they brought the donor along with his parents here. I took a bouquet and went to the airport to welcome them. I found it sweet that they got ready to come here at once. I was waiting for them when the boy, whom I identified as Jasper, came. I handed him the bouquet and ruffled his hair, at which he smiled. There was something about his smile that strangely reminded me of my Rose. I then extended my hand to shake his father's, but my body froze in place when I laid eyes on the boy's mother. It couldn't be possible. The shock coursed through me as I stared at her, unable to believe my eyes. ~~~~~ Roseline's POV The past week had passed by in a blur for me. I spent most of my time sleeping, so I wasn't entirely aware of what was happening around me. However, certain memories stood out vividly, like visits from Emma, Liam, and Sister Mary. But what I remembered most clearly was the way Vincenzo had cared for me, tending to my needs like
Roseline's POV"I was imprisoned in a dark room where they subjected me to electric shocks, trying to make me forget everything about you and the incident," I confessed, the weight of my horrifying experience heavy in the air.A deep, unsettling silence settled around us as I revealed the truth to my parents. I noticed that not a single tear came from my own eyes, but my mother cried uncontrollably, while my father remained in a state of shock, struggling to accept the reality of what I'd endured."But despite everything, I couldn't forget," I continued, my voice shaky. "One day, I overheard the man who used to administer the electric shocks talking on the phone. He received an order to kill me."I lowered my gaze, unable to meet their eyes."I don't know what changed in that man at that moment, but instead of carrying out the order to kill me, he arranged for me to be admitted to an orphanage, changing my name and my birth year." I revealed the part of the story that I knew. "Maybe
Roseline's POV My heart skipped a beat when finally he said those three magical words. "I love you," he whispered against my lips. "You are the only woman I have ever wanted to be with—the one who has captured my heart. I love you, Rose."He sealed his words with a long kiss on my lips and I could feel his love through it. My body froze in place as I relished the moment. My eyes twinkled and I smiled at him, feeling an overwhelming rush of emotions. He has poured his heart out and I couldn't stop myself from doing the same. He also deserves to know what I feel about him. "I may not remember you as Enzo, but you are the only one who made my heart race like no one else ever could. I always thought that I was alone in this world and never expected anyone to bring happiness to me. Yes, I dreamt about having a Prince charming, but I think it is just a myth. For me, you are my everything, an actual price charming who kept me like his princess." I chuckled "You brought happiness into
Roseline's POV"From this moment on, I, Vincenzo DeLuca, sever all ties with you," Vincenzo declared resolutely.His words hung heavily in the room, echoing with finality, leaving everyone present utterly taken aback."You shall spend the remainder of your days far removed from this city, and I shall ensure that you never set eyes upon my face again."With his jaw set and his resolve unyielding, Vincenzo turned away from his grandfather's tearful, imploring gaze."No!" His grandfather vehemently shook his head, a mixture of sorrow and desperation etched across his face. "Vincenzo, please reconsider."I noticed tears welling up in the old man's eyes. He reached out as if to touch his beloved grandson, but Vincenzo took a measured step back, maintaining a physical and emotional distance.He has always shared his emotions with his grandfather but at the moment he was treating him coldly, void of any emotions or sympathy. I know that by doing this, he is punishing himself as well. "Pleas
Roseline's POV"Get ready; we need to attend a party," Vincenzo declared, his sudden announcement catching me off guard."But where?" I inquired, looking up from my books."One of my clients is hosting a party, and he has extended an invitation to both of us. You have been cooped up for days; it's high time you got out," he urged."Yeah." I sighed, pouting a little. "I would love to go out, but I have an assignment due soon."He chuckled and approached me with a mischievous glint in his eyes."Rose, have you forgotten? Back when we were kids, I used to help you with your homework, and not much has changed since then. Don't worry, I will assist you with the assignment," he assured me as he closed my books.I could see the mysterious determination in his eyes. It was evident that he would find a way to ensure I had more time to complete the assignment by asking the professor to give me more time instead of helping himself, as he said but still, I tried my luck once. "Is it possible tha
Roseline's POVFor a moment, I was taken aback by the beautiful sight in front of me. My breath caught in my throat and I forgot to breathe for those moments. In the exact spot where my house had once stood, brutally destroyed by Vincenzo's grandfather's actions, now stands a magnificent tent, proudly occupying the space. The tent was adorned with vibrant, colorful drapes that billowed gently in the evening breeze, and it was adorned with an array of flowers and twinkling lights. A meticulously crafted path, lined with flowers and candles, led from the field to the tent. It was an elegant and beautiful display, and I found it impossible to tear my eyes away from the enchanting scene. Every detail seemed to have been thoughtfully designed, transforming a place of painful memories into a place of beauty and celebration.When Vincenzo had promised to transform my painful memories into beautiful dreams, I hadn't fully comprehended what he meant. But standing there, in the midst of thi
Roseline's POV"Will you marry me, Rose?" he asked, his voice filled with hope and love.I was so overwhelmed by the moment that I struggled to find my voice."This time, there will be no time limit. I want to be with you for eternity, with no contract or anything else binding us together except love," he declared, his words touching my heart deeply."My heart feels like it's about to burst," he admitted, his voice trembling with emotion. "Will you marry me, Rose?"I didn't need any more time to think. With tears of joy in my eyes, I nodded vigorously."Yes," I replied, my heart soaring with happiness.In an instant, he lifted me up in his arms, spinning me around in a whirlwind of excitement. I could feel the electricity of love between us. "Stop, Vincenzo, I am feeling dizzy!" I laughed, enjoying the moment."Oops, sorry!" he chuckled, setting me down gently.Gently, he set me down and retrieved the pendant from the box. With delicate fingers, he placed the pendant around my neck,
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