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 POV"Sister Rose?" One of the kids squealed in surprise as he saw me entering the orphanage. "Friends, come out and see who has come to visit us!" The child shouted, his voice filled with excitement and anticipation. In no time, the kids came rushing out, their smiles widening as they saw me. Those who were nearby also turned their attention to the commotion."Sister Rose!" I heard a chorus of voices filled with joy and happiness.Overwhelmed by their warm welcome, I knelt down on the ground as the kids surrounded me. They enveloped me in their embrace, hugging me tightly from all sides and planting kisses wherever they could. I returned their affection, showering them with kisses and gentle caresses.At that moment, all my worries and the chaos of my personal life faded away. The magic of the orphanage enveloped me once again, just as it had from the day I first arrived."We missed you so much, sister," one of them said, tears shimmering in her eyes."I missed you all to
Roseline's POVFor the past half an hour, I have been busy decorating the wall for the celebration.Liam left me alone by saying that he needed to look after something else. But I know there isn't anything. He just needed an excuse to run away from work. It has been his habit since childhood. He runs away after giving his work to someone else.I didn't mind either. I love doing it.As I reached the upper half of the wall, I realized my hands couldn't reach that high. So, I grabbed a stool and positioned it next to the wall before climbing up on it.As I stretched my body to reach the corner, my ankle suddenly twisted, causing me to lose my balance. Desperately, I reached out for something to hold onto, but all I managed to grab was a frill that tore in the middle. The stool on which I was standing also lost its balance and I started falling back. The ground seemed to rush towards me as I prepared for a painful impact.With my eyes tightly shut, I braced myself, fearing the worst.But
Roseline's POV"Hello, Grandpa." I greeted him again as soon as I found a spot where I could talk to him clearly and hear what he was saying."I am sorry, child; I disturbed you," he apologized."It's ok, Grandpa. You could call me whenever you want. Is everything alright?" I asked him."Yes, yes, everything is fine. Don't worry"A wave of relief washed over me as I heard his reassurance. Grandpa's voice held a comforting tone, soothing my worried thoughts.There was a brief pause between us. I was waiting for him to state the purpose of calling me and he was taking his time. I just prayed for everything to actually be fine."Is there something else you wanted to tell me, Grandpa?" I inquired, sensing his hesitation.He sighed softly before responding, "Well, there is something, but I was unsure whether it would be considered rude.""Please, Grandpa, you can tell me anything," I reassured him, wanting him to share whatever was on his mind.He hesitated for a moment before continuing,
Roseline's POVI am sure I am again disillusioned, like every other time. I haven't met them before. It is for the first time that I am seeing her."It's my pleasure to meet you, too," I replied, keeping my smile steady as I extended my hand to Vincenzo's mother. Her warm smile reassured me, momentarily easing my concerns."My name is Moretti, Vincenzo's mother," she introduced herself, her voice gentle and inviting. I shook her hand firmly, reciprocating her warm greeting."Roseline." I smiled back at her as we shook hands.Vincenzo's father approached us; his demeanor is more reserved and serious compared to that of his son and wife. He simply nodded in acknowledgment as I greeted him, creating an air of formality."Let's have dinner together." Grandpa's excitement was palpable, and his happiness radiated through his voice.The dining table was set elegantly, adorned with delicious dishes. We settled around the table, Grandpa engaging in polite conversation with Vincenzo's mother."
Roseline's POV When I thought that he was going to leave us, he sighed and grabbed his seat again, taking me by surprise. A sudden rush of warmth filled my heart. It is for the very first time that he has listened to me. There is definitely something big in between these people, which I fail to see. Even Grandpa seemed hesitant to intervene. While I had no desire to pry into their personal affairs, the sight of Vincenzo's mother, wearing a smile that barely masked her sadness and helplessness, tugged at my heart. Though I had never experienced the joy of being a parent, as an orphan, I understood the pain of being separated from one's family. I could only imagine the deep hurt Vincenzo's mother must be feeling because of her son's distant and cold behavior. She tries to hide it with a wide, warm smile on her lips. As the room grew heavy with unspoken tension, Kevin cleared his throat with a mischievous grin on his lips. "Wow, this is quite the dramatic family reunion we've got h
Roseline's POV Just as I was about to see the photograph, Vincenzo shouted from behind, making me flinched at my place. The photograph slipped from my finger as I was startled by the roar of Vincenzo. The sound of Vincenzo's voice, filled with frustration and rage, sent a chill down my spine. My heart skipped a beat, and I spun around, my eyes widening in alarm at the sight before me. Vincenzo stood there, his presence dominating the room, engulfed in overwhelming anger that radiated from every fiber of his being. He always keeps his face stoic, void of any emotions, but right now even the blind could sense the wrath that his body was emitting. It was as if the dam holding back his feelings had burst, unleashing a torrent of pent-up frustration. His eyes, usually calm and serene, were now bloodshot and ablaze with fiery intensity. The veins on his forehead pulsed with the force of his rage, and his jaw clenched so tightly that it seemed as if it might break under the strain and h
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