Roseline's POV Blinking rapidly, I swallowed hard, closing my mouth that had been left hanging agape for what felt like an eternity. I tried to take hold of myself, as I didn't want to show how intrigued I was with him and his body. "I... I..." His eyes were so dark and penetrating my soul so deeply that once again my head became blank and nothing came out of my mouth, no matter how hard I tried. He tilted his head slightly, asking me to go forward. I mentally slapped myself to behave this way and forced my thoughts to be coherent so that I could form a good excuse. "How could you roam this way?" I asked, trying my best not to look down again and distract my head from where it shouldn't be. "This is my room and I believe it is something that gives me the most privacy and I could do anything I want to do here. I could hide my body under multiple layers of clothes or stay in my birth suit. It is completely my choice," he said, his voice laced with a hint of nonchalant confidence.
Roseline's POV I could clearly see the hunger and his eyes as he kept on staring deep into my eyes. He was capable of devouring me with a single glance. Conflicting emotions washed over me—uncertainty, nervousness, and a flicker of curiosity intertwined with a powerful attraction. On one hand, I felt drawn to the intensity of his gaze, enticed by the possibility of delving into unexplored realms. But a cautious voice within me urged restraint, reminding me of the potential risks and outcomes that lay ahead. Before I could decide between right and wrong, I found him hovering above me. His presence engulfed the space around us, creating an electric charge that pulsed through the air. One of his palms pressed beside my head while he stroked my lower lip with the thumb of his other hand. "Roseline," he said slowly, as if he were tasting it against his tongue. I could feel his minty breath evoking my senses. It wasn't the first time that he took my name but for some weird reason, it
My palms flew and pressed against my mouth but my bad luck was that I could not take back the word that slipped past my lips. My eyes—why don't I be in horror as I brace myself for his anger? His toned body leaned over me and when I thought he was going to shout at me he flicked his finger against my clitoral area once again. His other hand rolled up my shirt, and in one swift move, he hooked his thumb in the cup of my bra, pulling it down, leaving my bosoms bare to his eyes. Before I knew it, I felt his warm, wet mouth wrapped around my nipple, which again earned a moan from me. I could feel a jolt of electricity running through my entire body; goosebumps rose over my skin. I moaned again, this time louder, when he did the same thing with the other nipple, sucking, pulling, and nibbling it. I jolted again when his finger moved down my slit and entered me while his thumb caressed my clitoral area in a slow, circular motion. Uncontained moans left my lips and I found my body tre
Roseline's POV"Open"His voice cut through the air, commanding my full attention. It sent a shiver down my spine, stirring a mix of excitement and apprehension within me. There was something undeniably captivating about his dominant demeanor, a powerful magnetism that left me both breathless and longing for more.At that moment, as I gazed up at him, a surge of vulnerability washed over me. In the depth of his eyes, I could see hunger, which looked insatiable.His command compelled me to relinquish control, to surrender myself to the pleasures he had in store. It was an invitation to explore the depths of our desires, to delve into the realm of submission and trust.His commanding presence and the vulnerability within me created an irresistible dynamic and I found myself drawn into the raw power he exudes.With his dominating voice and piercing gaze, he awakened a sense of surrender within me. I willingly parted my lips and opened my mouth as per his desire.I could see a flash of sa
Roseline's POV"Brace yourself"His lips parted, forming words that floated in the air, but I was too captivated by the intensity of his gaze to register them. Lost in the magnetic pull of his eyes, I surrendered myself to the vulnerability and desire that swirled between us.And then he began moving, slowly and gently, contrasting with his personality.With every gentle thrust, our connection deepened, weaving an intricate tapestry of intimacy and desire. At that moment, I surrendered myself to pleasure and vulnerability, finding solace in the unity we had forged.Soon the pain turned into pleasure but he didn't break eye contact even for a single second.Every movement was filled with an intoxicating combination of passion and reverence. The sensations swept through my body, igniting a fire within me that burned with a fervor I had never known.As our bodies moved together in perfect harmony, a mixture of passion and reverence filled the air. My nails scratched his back, drawing blo
Vincenzo's POV"I am sorry to say, sir, but her reports are not fine," he said, his voice laden with sadness and concern. The gravity of the situation was evident even through the phone line."Now, would you tell me exactly what the problem is?" I asked, getting impatient."She is suffering from aplastic anemia," he revealed, his words hanging in the air, heavy with implications.The weight of his statement slowly sank in, and my mind struggled to comprehend the gravity of the situation, stopping my head from jumping to the conclusion without listening to him fully."You mean to say that her hemoglobin is low? Right?" There was silence on the other side of the line. "It's okay, it was quite expectable, looking at the paleness of their palms and her cheeks."Silence lingered on the other end of the line, stretching the seconds into an eternity. It was an answer in itself, a confirmation that this was no ordinary anemia. After a minute, which felt like an eternity, he broke the silence.
Just as I thought that he was about to hit me, he stopped and I moved my palms slightly down to see him.In a flash of a moment he composed himself, and his eyes softened as he threw the phone on the bed."It didn't mean for you," he clarified. "Don't take it otherwise."Understanding, I nodded.My eyes darted towards the clock, realizing that he was running late for the office. But there was an unusual lack of haste in his movements. A sudden recollection struck me: the doctor had promised to send the reports before he reached the office. I couldn't resist the urge to ask him about it."Did you get the call from the doctor?" His eyes snapped at me in surprise, as if I had asked something new."Umm, yeah," he said casually"What did he say?" My curiosity picked."I'm fine," he answered with nonchalance, his face void of any emotions—a familiar sight by now."And what about me?" I pressed further, seeking answers.Silence hung heavy in the air, stretching the seconds into an uncomforta
Roseline's POVIt's been two weeks since Vincenzo took me for the medical checkup.He told me we would both have the medical checkup together but it seems like he went there only for me. It seemed like he was determined to ensure every possible test was conducted on me, turning the doctor's visit into a series of exhaustive examinations, including a CT scan.I couldn't help but feel like a lab rat, an object of experimentation, subjected to test after test. Vincenzo's behavior was controlling, and he seemed fixated on making sure every detail was thoroughly examined. It was as if he wanted to squeeze every bit of value from his insurance, ensuring there was nothing left to chance.He didn't let me see my reports and just told me that I have a deficiency of a few vitamins, which is why I had to take them every day.At first, I hated the fact of taking medicines daily but then, surprisingly, after a week of taking the prescribed vitamins, I started to notice a positive change. The const