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
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