Roseline's POVBefore I could ask him what he meant by punishment and exactly what he was going to do tonight, we heard a gentle knock on the door, which broke the moment and grabbed our attention."Ma'am, are you fine?" I could identify it as the voice of the manager.Vincenzo's arms dropped to his sides, and his palms were tightly fisted. All the playfulness was now substituted with rage. He must be angry at the sudden power cut. I know he wants everything perfect. He can't bear any flaws, especially in something he owns."As we are running out of time, let's finalize this dress," he pointed at the dress that he selected for me, but I was not able to try it. "Come out after wearing your clothes, and this time remember to lock the doors." His eyes moved to my body for the one last time before he made his way out of the room.I immediately rushed to lock the door and turned around, standing with the support of the door. My hand reached out to my thumping heart to calm it down.This is
Roseline's POVI have to kill my cravings, because of this devil.He disappeared after ordering me to get ready as soon as possible for the party, as we were already late. He was speaking as if I were responsible for us getting late. It was he who entered the changing room and did all those shenanigans."What happened, ma'am?" The attendee whom Vincenzo sent to dress me up asked.I shook my head. I am sure she must have seen the difference on my face as I recalled that incident.I wanted to get ready on my own, as wherever he is taking me, I want to go as I am, but she didn't listen, saying that it was her duty and that if she didn't fulfill it, she would lose her job.I let her perform her duty because I am sure that her boss will not take even a second before firing her.Yet, I told her to keep the makeup as natural as possible, and she obeyed my command. As the final look, she curled a few flicks and the tips of my elbow-length hair.I was looking quite different from normal. Of co
Roseline's POVEvery step that the girl took towards us was seductive; her eyes, which were fixated on Vincenzo, were also filled with desires, which she didn't even try to hide.It was quite clear from Vincenzo's eyes that they had known each other for a very long time. She was so lost in him that she didn't even notice that I was also standing beside Vincenzo."Hello, Vinc," she said, greeting him with a wide smile on her lips."Cenzo... Vincenzo." Vincenzo corrected her in a bit of a rude tone. No!This time, my doubt wasn't right. They may know each other but she is not the one whom Vincenzo loves.And why do I care, even if she is his ex? He has already clarified his intentions and the fact that he already loves someone. It should not be a matter of concern who this girl is."Hello, Mr. Luca," she corrected herself, her tone telling that she didn't like the way Vincenzo corrected her but there was nothing she could do. It is either his way or the highway."Hello, Ms. Claire." Thi
I couldn't believe what I just heard. Kevin is Vincenzo's brother. But as far as I know, he is the single child of his parents, whom I haven't met yet. "Thanks," Vincenzo said rudely and he shoved his free hand into his pocket instead of shaking hands with his brother. Out of embarrassment, Kevin rubbed the back of his head and dropped his hand to his side. "Now, if you permit, can I have a few words with my wife in private?" He asked. Why is Vincenzo talking so rudely to his brother? "Sure," Kevin smiled, which I bet was not a genuine one. Giving me one last look, he left us alone. Vincenzo whirled me around when he was out of sight. "I told you to stay away from boys." His grip on my arm tightened as he clenched his jaw tightly in anger. "He is your brother," I protested. "But not yours," he seethed. "I just came here to wash my hands," I argued. "You could have waited for me or simply used the tissue paper; it was not a big deal. I came back in two minutes and found that
Roseline's POV"Here"He smiled and walked to me with the chit in his hand."Kevin?""Yes," he said, showing me his chit. "Today, it is destiny that wants us to meet," he chuckled"All the couples, kindly take their spots," the host announced before I could say anything."Shall we?" He asked for my hand.I looked back once again but didn't find Vincenzo. My heart started pounding in my chest. What if he has actually left me alone?"What happened?" Kevin askedI shook my head."I could tear the chit if you want. Dance only if you are comfortable," he whispered in a low tone so that no one could hear us.I opened my mouth to agree with what he said but before I could, Ms. Claire pushed us to the dance floor and suddenly we became the center of attention.I felt too many eyes on us and goosebumps rose all over my skin."The rules are simple: the couple that stopped, fell, or didn't change the moves with the changing songs would get eliminated," the host announced.Soon the music played a
Roseline's POV Soon, my feet found the ground. My heart was still thumping in my chest when I looked up and found Vincenzo standing in front of me. His hands held me by my shoulder, his eyes looking for any kind of pain and I could see concern in them. My eyes moved around and I found Ms. Claire on the ground. It seems as if Vincenzo pushed her away to save me. She was looking pissed off to another level and looking at me with deathly glares. If looks could kill, I would have been dead by now. The music was no longer playing. Suddenly, the environment, which was playful and happy, became stressful. I was just still feeling weak so Vincenzo helped me walk to the chair and made me sit on it. "I am sorry," I heard Kevin apologize. "Are you fine?" He asked me. "I am here to take care of her," Vincenzo spat angrily. "There is no need to get hyper, brother. I am accepting my mistake. I didn't know that she would go dizzy," he argued with Vincenzo but his voice was low. "Don't fight,
Vincenzo's POVIn one moment, she erupted into laughter, a sound that seemed almost maniacal. But then, without warning, she abruptly fell silent and her mouth began to move as if she were riding an imaginary scooter."Vroom, vroom," she was making weird sounds while her palms were fisted as if she were holding the handle of a scooter, her feet kicking on an invisible kick of the scooter.Is she okay?Has the drug taken over her brain?I don't even know her fully!Suddenly, she stopped moving, freezing in place. This sudden stillness surprised me even more, and I instinctively moved closer to her, my face just inches away. With a slow and deliberate motion, she opened her eyes, revealing a mischievous glimmer within them. And then, to my bewilderment, she burst into another fit of uncontrollable laughter, echoing through the car and taking me by surprise.What the heck is going on?I was still trying to comprehend what was wrong with her when she suddenly asked,"Have you ever seen a
Vincenzo's POVI sighed heavily as I felt all the energy leaving my body. I was feeling my blood pumping at a very high rate when she was close and now that she is nowhere around, it seems like she has taken all my energy with her.I peeped out of the window and found her jumping like a frog in the middle of the street without caring about her surroundings.If it weren't for the paparazzi on the other side of the street and the fact that people know she's my wife, I would have left her there. But I couldn't trust anyone else to not capture her strange behavior and make it public.This girl will surely ruin the reputation that I have made with so much hard work.With what she has just done with me, I didn't want to go behind her but I don't have much choice but to bring her back into the car, put the child lock on, and take her home.Sighing heavily, I stepped out of the car and ran behind her. She was jumping like a frog so she didn't go so far."I'm free!" she yelled with joy, whirli
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