Vincenzo's POVBy the time I applied the brakes to the car, she was already out of her dress and was now sitting in her undergarments, which were stuck to her body like a second skin.My pupil dilated as my eyes took in her form. I could feel tingles in the part where I shouldn't be feeling that way.Her hands moved back to unhook her bra and my hands reached out to stop her. Which drug has she taken that not even the rain could bring her to her senses?I am sure she wouldn't remember anything about this in the morning and would blame everything on me. I am glad I recorded her video as proof.In the tense situation I found myself in, my thoughts raced as I struggled to regain control of the escalating circumstances. I knew I had to put a stop to the situation before it spiraled further."Stop it!" I yelled before she could remove all her clothes and come in her birth suit in front of me."No!" She fought.In the situation in which I am right now, I can't guarantee that I will lose con
Third-person POVRoseline looks up at Vincenzo with those innocent eyes that no one could ignore. There was a vulnerability in her gaze that touched a chord deep within him. Vincenzo prided himself on his power and strength, believing he could conquer any obstacle, but little did he know that his little wife held a power over him that left him feeling utterly helpless.She was still not in her senses. She couldn't quite grasp the words she was saying, but she knew she felt a burning emptiness within her, a void that only the man standing in front of her could fill. She was feeling a fire within her that only he could extinguish.Vincenzo had fought to maintain control and resist the pull she had on him. But when he looked into her innocent, honey-brown eyes, all his defenses crumbled.When he didn't move from his place, she pulled his wrist. Her touch sent a surge of electricity through his veins, overwhelming his senses. He could hear the desperation in her voice as she pleaded for h
Third-person POV"What are you thinking? Already completed your dare," she said, taking a bold step towards him.At the moment, he thinks that she is pretending to be drunk, that she is not intoxicated but rather playing a game, teasing him knowingly.His mind swirled with conflicting thoughts and emotions, but her proximity heightened his awareness of her presence, making it difficult to resist."What if I don't?" he countered, his voice barely audible and low due to their proximity.He couldn't believe it was his voice. The one who is not afraid of anyone couldn't even make his words loud and clear.A mischievous smile curled her lips, an almost wicked expression. "Then I will declare you the loser," she replied, the hint of an evil glimmer in her eyes.Vincenzo could hear anything but he can't listen to himself as a loser.Sighing deeply He took a step back, his resolve slowly crumbling under the weight of their desires."Fine," he muttered, his voice tinged with resignation.He be
Third-person POV He didn't give her even one second to discern his words before she felt his lips on the tip of her nose. Moving with deliberate intent, he placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, a gesture filled with warmth and affection. Slowly, his lips descended, leaving a trail of feathery kisses across her cheeks, each touch igniting a swarm of butterflies within her stomach. His lips continued their exploration, moving to her chin as he peppered a delicate path of kisses along her jawline. Each brush of his lips sent shivers cascading down her spine, evoking a mixture of anticipation and a newfound sensuality that both excited and unnerved her. She could feel his breath tickling her ear, its soft warmth causing her pulse to quicken when he took her earlobe in between his teeth and tugged over it. The sensation was unfamiliar yet exhilarating, creating a delicious combination of pleasure and vulnerability that left her yearning for more. She lost it and her eyes closed when he
She looked back when he mentioned punishment. "Punishment?" Her voice betrayed her bewilderment. "For what?" She hastily cleared her throat, feeling an unanticipated lump forming. He slapped her in an abrupt, jarring motion, causing her to gasp in surprise. Then, without warning, he pulled her onto his lap, lifting her up slightly. "For talking to Kevin without my permission. On the very first day, I made it clear that you are not allowed to talk to any other male yet you not only talked with him but also went with him to the washroom, and that too alone." She was listening silently as he was making allegations: "How could you blindly trust a random man?" "I... Uhh... I am not sure what you are talking about," she replied, her voice carrying a mix of uncertainty and defense. She swallowed hard, struggling to find her voice amidst the accusations being hurled at her. His expression hardened, and determination was evident in his eyes. "But I am certain about punishing you so that y
Vincenzo's POVI woke up to the chirping of the birds and my eyes opened slowly.As my consciousness gradually awakened, the events of the previous night flooded back into my mind, replaying vividly like a movie scene.Abruptly, I looked around and found myself sleeping while cuddling her closely to my chest.The sight of her peaceful face, illuminated by the soft morning light that filtered through the curtains, brought a mix of comfort but when my eyes moved down her body, which was half-covered with a duvet, I could feel anger rushing through my veins.How could I do this?Just how?I don't regret spending the night with her but I regret the thoughts that came to my head when I...No!I have to stop all this right here.Drawing deep breaths, I stepped out of bed and directly made my way to the bathroom.I first need to clean my mind.I turned on the faucet, letting the water flow. I splashed my face with the cool water, imagining it washing away all the negativity and doubts that c
Roseline's POV"Would you believe it if I told you that you were jumping like a frog in the middle of the road?" Vincenzo's voice sliced through the heavy silence."Have you gone crazy? Why would I do that?" I protested, my voice tinged with a mix of confusion and indignationHe cocked his head as if he knew my answer. Without arguing any further, he retrieved his phone from his pocket and played a video. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped when I saw myself hoping on the road like a frog. The reality of it hit me like a tidal wave, overwhelming me with disbelief.I can't believe it's me!I could feel my cheeks turning right out of embarrassment.My free hand instinctively covered my mouth while my other hand was still holding the duvet around me as if my life depended on it."Why?" I gulped, my voice barely above a whisper, as tears threatened to spill from the corners of my eyes. "How? I don't remember anything."The last thing I remember is going to party with him, meeting with Ms.
Roseline's POVIt's been two weeks since that night and Vincenzo has been ignoring me since that day. He wakes up early in the morning and leaves the room before I can even open my eyes and in the evenings, he would disappear into his study, engrossed in his own world. It is not like I miss him, but his strange actions left me feeling confused and unsettled. His personality is so confusing. He wants to get intimate and doesn't like me talking to any other male but at the same time, he doesn't want to fall in love with me. What does he exactly want? Vincenzo's intentions remained a mystery, and his conflicting behavior only added to the confusion I felt.A few days ago, I needed to ask something related to my project and with his experience and expertise in this subject, I was sure that no one else than him could guide me properly. Though he hasn't talked to me since that day yet, it was me who needed his help, so I decided to go into his study, hoping that he would be willing to
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