Roseline's POV And in that fleeting moment, time stood still as his lips crashed into mine. My body froze, overwhelmed by the unexpected sensation. It was my first kiss, and I never imagined it would be like this. The touch of his lips against mine wasn't bad but it was unexpected and came as a surprise to me because it was from the person from whom I least expected it. I thought that he loved someone else so he was not going to get intimate with me. But the way his heart was beating beneath my palm told a different story. It seems like he wanted more than just a kiss and he isn't going to stop without claiming everything he wants. He stayed like that for a minute, as if the world stopped for him as well. He wasn't breathing; he wasn't moving, just like me; the only sound we could hear was our thumping hearts that were beating in the same rhythm. After a minute, which felt like an eternity, his face moved a little back, only for his tongue to make a space in between his lips
Roseline's POVHe opened the lace and now my cleavage came into his view. With a gentle tug, the fabric parted, revealing a glimpse of my cleavage. I felt a rush of warmth spread through me as his eyes remained fixed on my face, refusing to wander down to the exposed skin that was right in front of his face and was being fanned by his heightened breath. My face turned bright red, giving away the rush of emotions I was feeling. The air crackled with tension as we continued to lock eyes. My heart thumped loudly in my chest, matching the whirlwind of thoughts racing through my mind.The air buzzed with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty, creating an atmosphere charged with possibilities.He was about to take it to another level when we heard a gentle knock on the door, which stopped him.The color of his face drained as if someone had thrown a bucket of water over him and he had just been brought to his senses. Abruptly, he sat back and started looking around, his hand rubbing the b
Roseline's POVSince that day he hasn't come close to me. Most of the time he ignores me and barely talks. Whenever he is home he spend his time in his study while I stays in the room. It is not like I am complaining. It is better if he stays away from me as much as possible. Suddenly I heard the honk of his car. It was the 5th of evening and he generally returns between 8 and 9. What made him come so early today? My confusion was soon cleared when within a few minutes he entered the room and all of a sudden ordered me to get ready. "Get ready, for what?" I asked him. "We are going to a party" he told me coldly. "Party? But why?" "Don't ask me too many questions. Just do as I am saying" he said coldly. "Do you think of me as your puppet who would behave the way you want?" I asked him a little agitated by his behaviour. What does he think about himself? He can't treat me according to his mood. He sighed and turned to face me. "Dear Wifey, I have got a invitation of the party
Roseline's POVHe applied a break with my scream and the car came to a halt just a hair's distance from the tree.For a moment, I thought that we were actually going to lose our lives.Everything happened so quickly that time seemed to stand still as we sat there, stunned and unable to fully grasp the reality of what had just occurred. The weight of the situation began to sink in, and it took me a moment to collect my thoughts and understand just how narrowly we had escaped danger. My heart raced, pounding fiercely in my chest, its beats reverberating loudly in my ears, making it challenging to process the enormity of the situation.When my nerves calmed down and my breathing became normal, I stepped out of the car in anger and fear. He followed me, walked around the car and we were now standing face-to-face. I am sure he took a turn to make sure that his car hadn't gotten a scratch. He wouldn't have cared if I died."Now I understand why you take the driver everywhere. You can't even
Roseline's POVOur journey soon came to an end and he applied the break in front of one of the biggest malls in our city. I always wanted to visit here but I could never get the time."Come out; we are running out of time." I heard Vincenzo's voice, who was waiting for me to step out of the car instead of admiring the beauty of the building standing in front of me.I came out and looked around.'It doesn't look like a parking area,' I thought to myself.My confusion was soon cleared when a man came forward, took the key from him, and drove away from the car. As far as I know, he was not his driver. It seems like people know him here.Oh God! Whom am I kidding?The whole city knows him. His name is enough for even the child to know his biodata."Follow me," he ordered, as if I were one of his employees but as I didn't have any other option, I just ran behind him.Yes, I ran!Because his every step was so big, it was practically impossible for me to match his speed without running behin
The girls smiled as I walked into the hall. Their faces were telling me that they liked the dress as much as I liked it.Vincenzo, who was still busy with his phone, looked up at me when I stood in front of him, dressed in that princess gown. He forgot to blink for a second.A playful smile crept on my lips. He gulped as his eyes reached my face. I was fully sure that he was going to pass the dress when he opened his mouth."Next! This dress is a bit over for the party."Oh!My little heart broke!I already loved this dress, as it was beautiful and comfortable at the same time and most importantly, I didn't need to try the various dresses. But whomever I am fooling, all Vincenzo has learned is to bother me.My shoulders slumped and I walked to those girls to ask for another dress."Take this; I bet he would pass this one," she mumbled in my ear and giggled.They have been working for him for a very long time so I am sure they must know his preferences. So to save myself from all the h
Roseline's POVThe hands on my shoulder assured me that I was not alone. There is someone around. The sudden rush of panic that had consumed me began to ebb away, replaced by a glimmer of hope and familiarity.But as soon as I got relieved, I felt a surge of fear and uncertainty the next second.Who could possibly be this?"Calm down, it's me." I got the answer as soon as the question popped into my head.I don't need to ask who it is, as his voice has been haunting me since we have met but for the first time, his voice felt soothing and relaxing. I was not in my senses and didn't know when I jumped on him and hugged him tightly, as if my life depended on him.My heart was thumping loudly in my chest and as I placed my ear on his chest I could hear his heart beating in the same rhythm as mine. My eyes closed on their own as his hand started rubbing my back, cooing nothing sweet in my ear.I got so lost in him that for a moment, I forgot he was the same man who made me so helpless that
I stood there, my body still trembling from the vulnerability that had overtaken me, while he was still kissing me passionately as if he were hungry from years when we had only kissed two weeks ago. He didn't seem to be satisfied with my lips anytime soon. His palm that was resting on my waist moved up, his knuckles caressing my cheek softly, contrasting the movement and the fierceness of his lips against mine. With a tender touch, he traced the line of my jaw, his touch electrifying against my skin. Time seemed to stand still as our lips met—a collision of longing and unspoken passion. This time he didn't need to order me to kiss him back, as I found myself moving my lips in the same rhythm and intensity. There was an unknown magnetic pull in between us that was bringing us together, making us even more thirsty as we came closer. I still couldn't get why my body was reacting in this way when I knew full well what kind of person he was. I know that I shouldn't be doing it. But all
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