Vincenzo's POV
Name: Roseline
Nickname: Rose
Height: 5'2
Weight: 105 lbs.
Age: 26
Eye color: chocolaty brown
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My eyes quickly scanned over her details, already having explored her body more thoroughly than the information written on the paper.
When I turned around and faced her for the first time, I couldn't believe that she had dared to interrupt me; her presence commanded attention from everyone around. Her curls were flowing down her back, and her chocolaty brown eyes were sparking like stars. She was exuding an aura of both beauty and fierceness. I know she was scared but she carried the façade of bravery, which impressed me even more.
No one has dared to talk to me like that but she has! And I will make sure that she pays for it.
Finally, my gaze settled on the specific point I was searching for.
Relatives: None
Parental house: Unknown
Hometown: Unknown
"What the hell is it?" I angrily tossed the file aside. "There is no information about her background."
"We are sorry, sir; we couldn't find details about her past. Everything is so mysterious about this girl." The person before me avoided meeting my gaze, clearly embarrassed.
"So what am I paying you for if you can't do your job properly? You couldn't find any information about that girl or about Roseline. What good are you?" I shouted, my voice booming in my office.
"We are sorry, sir."
"To hell with your sorry. Just get out of my office. You are fired."
"Sir, please don't do this!" He begged.
"Get the hell out of my office before I decide to make you unemployed for your whole life!"
He immediately turned around and rushed out. He knew I was dead serious at the moment and meant every word. I have no patience for people who can't perform their duties effectively.
Just as he left, my grandfather entered the office.
"This is the fifteenth person you have fired so far," he remarked, entering calmly "Why don't you believe that she is no more?"
"Grandpa!" I stood up, frustration evident in my voice. "I have told you multiple times not to speak of her that way. I know she is alive."
"Only in your heart," he said, coming back. "You know, you have become obsessed. Just marry and settle down. You need to forget about her and move on in your life."
"That's never going to happen!" I stated the facts.
"Listen to me, Vincenzo. Enough is enough. I can't bear to see your life in ruins like this. I have come here to inform you that tonight I have arranged a blind date for you with Ms. Claire. Go and..."
"There is no need for it." I interrupted him "I will marry soon."
It's been a year since I went on blind dates for his sake. He is the only person I care about besides her and he takes full advantage of that. I can't see him sad and he couldn't bear to see me alone. That's why he wants me to end up with a girl who, according to him, would bring color to my life, chasing away the darkness with her light.
Hell! I know no one could pull me out of this phase except her, because she is only responsible for what I am now and could only bring me back to normalcy. I am just waiting for her and I am ready to wait for her entire life.
"Really?" He asked in surprise, "And who is that lucky girl? Won't you introduce her to me?" His eyes sparkled with happiness.
"You can spend as much time with her as I bring her home this week," I said in a cold tone.
"This week? How are we going to do all the preparations for the wedding in such a short time?" He asked.
"There is no need for it. We will have a court marriage."
"Seriously Vincenzo?" His eyes narrowed at me. "You are my only grandson. I have some dreams of your marriage. I can't let you."
"Either I am going to marry her my way or not at all!" I announced and he knows that I do what I do. No one could stand in my way and stop me from doing what I want.
Defeated, he sighed and exhaled a deep breath.
"Fine," he grumbled, rolling his eyes. "I can't wait to play with my super grandkids," he added with excitement.
"Old man, don't get your hopes too high. I am only marrying her to fulfill your last wish," I stated bluntly, as I don't like to coat my words with honey.
"What do you mean by last wish? I am not going to die anytime soon."
"Hmm," I responded nonchalantly as my eyes moved down to his trembling body and he was standing on his feet only because of the walking stick.
"And as for the kids, once the girl is in your room, you won't be able to control yourself," he giggled like a mischievous teenager.
Someone has said it right: old people become like kids. I am seeing a live example in front of me.
"How could you talk like this to me? I am your grandson."
I was ashamed of his remark. I have given him the freedom to express himself and he takes advantage of that.
"So what? My grandson isn't a baby anymore," he chuckled
"Stop it, Grandpa."
He laughed again
"I can't wait to team up with her and push you out of the house."
My lips pressed in a thin line as I stared at him in disbelief.
"Live in your dreamland. I have an important meeting to attend."
I dismissed him before walking out of the office, where I met with my assistant.
"Sir, here is the file of the startup that has won the investment this year," he handed me.
I opened it only to be surprised after reading the name, 'Little Stars by Roseline'
A devilish plan formed in my head.
Now I know what I need to do to bring that little kitten to her knees!
Roseline's POV"Sister, I have heard that we are going to be homeless," one of the kids asked, concern etched on his face.He is a teenager so he understands things better than other kids in this orphanage. The others gathered around, their innocent eyes filled with worry."Is this true, sister?""Where will we go then?""This is our home."The kids asked in their broken voices."This is our home and we will stay here only. Nothing is going to happen like that," I assured them.Emma was standing silently, as she still didn't think that we would be able to save this orphanage. But I am confident that today we are going to win the competition."It is a very important day for me and your sister Emma, Wish us luck."The children huddled around me, their small arms embracing me, showering me with their innocent love and wish for success. Their sweet voices filled the air with encouragement and hope.After smiling from ear to ear, I stood up. All I want is for these kids to stay happy.As w
Roseline's POV"And the winner is..."My eyes snapped open as he held on to a moment of silence. His lips parted with his gaze fixated on me as he announced the winner, as if he were waiting for me to open my eyes."None!""Huh?""What?""How is this possible?"I could hear the murmurings of the audience, which was as surprised as me. My body froze in its place, drained of energy. I can't even move my finger; my eyes are locked on him.Now, I am 100 percent sure that the winner was our venture and he has done this on purpose. He wants me to bend to his will and this seems the only way for him."Though the competition was fierce, none of the ventures were deemed worthy of the investment," he announced, disappointment lingering in the air. "But do not be disheartened. If you aspire to achieve something great in your life, you must learn to embrace failure as well. I encourage you to participate again and come up with even better ideas. Best of luck."With his final words, he walked off
Roseline's POVIt was sunset time, and sunlight was casting warm hues across the area.Colorful toys were scattered around the garden as children of various ages were engrossed in their games. Their laughter fills the air, creating an atmosphere of innocent happiness.My eyes moved toward the two kids who were engaged in an imaginative adventure with a toy pirate ship. They laugh as they mimic the sound of crashing waves and engage in a pretend sword fight, their young minds filled with wonder and imagination.Nothing is new here; after taking an afternoon nap and completing their homework, kids play together. It must be another usual day for them, but they don't know that havoc is waiting for them.Today is the day when the devil promised to ruin everything. As it is Sunday, Liam is also here. I have been spending time with kids to distract my mind and forget what he said, but it seems impossible to me."Rose, the stress is visible on your face. Don't worry so much. You will fall ill.
Roseline's POVAnd just like that, I was married!I never thought, even in my wildest dreams, that I would get married in this way. Though I didn't want a big, fat wedding party, the least I was expecting was to marry a man of my choice at a small gathering at our orphanage in the presence of all the lovely kids with the blessing of my sister Mary.But I am not surprised because life has never given me what I wanted.I have always tried to stay optimistic but now all I can see is darkness because of the man sitting beside me, who is now my husband in the eyes of the law but I won't ever be able to accept anything from him with my heart.The screeching of the car abruptly jolted me from my thoughts as it came to a halt. I turned my gaze towards him, awaiting his words, though my heart braced itself for disappointment."Listen to me." His words caught my attention.I just tilted my head in his direction instead of answering anything."As much as my grandfather was excited to meet you, h
As I don't want to create any issues, I did what he wanted for now. He gestured something to one of the female house helpers. Reluctantly, I followed him into the room, and my curiosity piqued.We passed through many rooms before he finally stopped in front of one. He typed the passcode and the door to the room opened. I guess the room is his. As the door swung open, my eyes widened, taking in the breathtaking sight before me.The room exuded an aura of romance and passion. The bed, adorned with delicate red flowers, was a centerpiece of beauty, complemented by drapes cascading gracefully and heart-shaped red pillows placed meticulously. The air was filled with the scent of scented candles, adding to the ambiance.Now my nervousness has taken its toll. Is he going to do all this? Did he ask his servants to do this?My nerves tingled with anticipation, unsure of what lay ahead. I tried to steady my racing heart, reminding myself that this was merely a charade, a façade we had to mainta
Roseline's POVAs he leaned in closer, my instincts kicked in, and I instinctively took a step back to create some distance between us. But to my dismay, this didn't stop him; he also moved forward, closing the distance between us.In my attempt to retreat, I stumbled and collided with an object behind me, which I hadn't noticed before. My surroundings had been a blur, and I hadn't taken the time to properly observe his room.My hands were still on my back and I was still breathing heavily. I curved myself as much as I could and he kept on leaning over me.Now, he was so close that his hot breath caressed my face, his intense gaze fixated on my numb lips, and the contrast of his cold body sent shivers down my spine.Confusion overwhelmed me. This was the first time I had ever been in such proximity to a man, and I couldn't comprehend the sensations coursing through me.He enveloped me in his arms, and I involuntarily held my breath, afraid that any intake of air would bring our bodies
Roseline's POVThankfully, the dress I found happened to be a knee-length midi dress, which was a relief.When I came out, he was nowhere to be found. Has he gone somewhere?Why do I care about his whereabouts? Perhaps there was a lingering sense of curiosity or concern, despite my earlier frustrations.Shrugging off those thoughts, I decided to sit down on the bed. To my surprise, the mattress felt incredibly soft and comfortable. The temptation to lie down and indulge in a deep sleep washed over me, but I hesitated. After all, it wasn't my home, and I didn't want to embarrass myself further in front of the person I referred to as a devil.My eyes were moving around when they abruptly stopped at a chocolate box. I found myself drawn to it. Unable to resist, I walked towards it.The anticipation built up as I opened the box, revealing a treasure trove of caramel cubes, each delicately wrapped in golden paper. The sight made my mouth water, and my craving for caramel took hold. It was
Roseline's POV"I want caramel."I moved my hand up to give him the caramel I was holding."From your lips."His eyes darkened as he stared deeply at the corners of my lips, which were smeared by my fingers.No!"That you stole from me," he added.I can see the desire flickering in his eyes, an ominous hunger that both terrifies and intrigues me.Then, without any warning, his hand moved up and his fingers reached out to me, his fingertips brushing against my lips. A jolt of electricity courses through my veins, sending shivers cascading down my spine. My breath catches in my throat as my skin prickles with anticipation.My eyes widened, and my senses heightened as I felt his touch. It's as if a current of energy passes between us, an invisible connection that defies explanation. I struggled to maintain my composure, my heart pounding in her chest.It was the first time he had touched me and I was already melting under him.I can't let him control my body.His touch lingers, his thumb
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