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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
Vincenzo's POV "Here," she said, resting her hand against her right bosom. At that moment, my breath hitched in my throat, a mix of surprise and trepidation flooding my senses. I am sure she is talking about her heart, which must be hurting but she has placed my hand in the wrong place because of the effect of the drug. My thoughts were already running wild and she made it even more difficult by pressing my palm against her right breast and closing her eyes. After a brief moment, her captivating honey-brown eyes fluttered open, revealing a pain I had never witnessed before. My throat tightened, a mixture of concern and helplessness gripping me tightly. "No, not here," she said softly, her voice carrying a hint of vulnerability. She guided my other hand to her left breast, where I could feel her heart racing beneath my touch. It thumped rapidly, echoing the intensity of her emotions. "Here, it hurts here," she emphasized, her gaze fixated on mine. I found myself short of words
Vincenzo's POV"Excuse me?"Clearly thinking I misheard her, she gestured for me to come closer and whispered, "Bring your ear closer, my dear human, so that I can grace you with my request."Rolling my eyes, I looked away. I don't take orders from others.Grabbing my legs, she stood up, and one of them ended up fisting my pants. Thankfully, it didn't slip down.What the heck is she doing?She stood on her tiptoes, brought my ear near her mouth, and screamed, "Carry me!" Making me deaf for a minute. I swear she was so loud that even in the dark, I saw birds flying away in panic.This woman is crazy!I stood there dumbfounded, contemplating whether my insurance would cover the cost of a new pair of eardrums. Meanwhile, she took matters into her own hands and attempted to scale me like a human tree.She finally managed to perch herself on my back, clinging to me like a koala bear on a eucalyptus tree.She is actually an elf who has wreaked havoc on my life. When I married her, I thought
Vincenzo's POV"They..." Roseline bit her nail nervously and looked at me with innocent eyes. I could sense the weight of her unspoken words and the pain she carried within her. For too long, I had listened to her cries in the middle of the night, yearning for her parents without fully understanding their fate. Today, I couldn't hold myself back any longer. I wanted to hear her story.I decided not to interfere in her life but right now I couldn't stop myself."They died" Her head fell to one side, the smile that was on her lips was no longer there, making me feel guilty and her eyes were now filled with tears. "They cried for help," her lips pouted, "but I couldn't help them."My heart ached for her as I realized the magnitude of her guilt and grief. I remained patient, giving her the space and time she needed to share her story. She sucked in a deep breath, gathering her thoughts, and then uttered a single word: "Rain.""Huh?"Confusion swept over me. I wondered if she had lost her
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