Roseline's POV Two weeks have passed since we took the entrance exam, and today is the day when the results are supposed to be announced. Anxious and eager, Kevin and I find ourselves seated on the couch in our living room, each with our laptops open in front of us. We couldn't help but refresh the website again and again, with the hope of getting our results, only to get a zero notification. Kevin lets out a small sigh, "I wish they would just announce it already. This waiting is killing me!" "I know, right? It's like the website knows we are refreshing it like crazy." I commented, equally nervous about the result. Kevin chuckles nervously, "Yeah, it must be tired of us by now." "You know, refreshing it again and again won't make the result come any faster." A voice from behind made us turn heads and we found Vincenzo standing at our back. His hands were on his waist while his eyes were fixed on the laptop screen. As today is a national holiday, he was at home but working in h
Roseline's POV "Do whatever you want" were the words of Vincenzo when he went towards his study, leaving us in our own world. We took it as his permission and right away I called Liam and Emma, who were equally excited to get the news. I invited them to the house party. Kevin, being the diligent organizer, took charge of arranging everything for the party. Initially, he seemed a bit hesitant about splitting the bill, but I insisted that it was only fair since it was also my success party. With everything settled, I suggested that Kevin invite his friends as well, but he shyly admitted that he didn't have any friends in the area. I empathized with him but assured him that the three of us would make sure he had a great time at the party. In the time I have stayed here, I have come to know one thing about Kevin: he is a people man. He doesn't take time to be friends with others, which is quite a good quality in him. As Kevin went out to get some supplies from the market, I assumed h
Roseline's POVMe and Kevin came out of our room at the same time but it was me who went to the door first because I wanted to welcome them and was overexcited."Rose, congratulations!" Emma squealed with joy, almost knocking me off balance. I steadied myself quickly, with the lingering dizziness still affecting me slightly."Thank you, Emma," I replied with a smile, genuinely happy to see my childhood friends here to celebrate with me.Liam, equally beaming, offered his congratulations too. "Congratulations, Rose! Well done!""Thanks, Liam," I said, feeling grateful for their warm wishes.Liam's gaze then turned to Kevin, and I gave them some space to interact, introducing them to each other. "Kevin, meet Liam and Emma, my childhood buddies."Kevin smiled and extended his hand to shake theirs. "Nice to meet you both."He smiled and greeted them."He is Kevin," I told Emma and Liam."Vincenzo's brother," Emma askedI nodded."The one who also qualified for college," Liam asked.I nodd
Roseline's POVNegative thoughts consumed my mind as I tried to move away from the man's hand, but he remained unmoved, keeping a firm grip on me.Suddenly, my body was forcefully slammed against the wall, shocking me with the abruptness of the action. A loud gasp escaped my lips as the impact almost knocked the breath out of me.And another gasp left my mouth when I saw the person who almost knocked the oxygen out of me.It was none other than Vincenzo himself.What?Why did he do that?Before I could ask him anything he slammed his palms to both the side of my head caging me in his arms and blocking my way away from him."What are you doing?" he demanded, his voice laced with frustration.The shock of the situation mixed with my own fear and frustration bubbled up, making my voice come out louder than his. "What are you doing, Vincenzo?""I am doing what a husband in his right state of mind should do," he replied, his voice firm, almost controlled anger simmering beneath the surface
Vincenzo's POV"Don't touch me, even if I am dying." Her words kept echoing in my head, like a relentless mantra, refusing to fade away even when she was not with me.I couldn't think of anything else. Her words cut deep, and I found myself grappling with conflicting emotions.How could she say that so easily?Why doesn't she understand that what I am saying is also right? I don't understand if she is blind or what. Can't she see the love that is quite clearly visible in his eyes?She says that she will also need someone after we parted ways but for now we are together and I haven't found my love yet. For the time being, I belong to her as much as she belongs to me.Can't she understand this simple thing?No matter how much I try, I can't deny the fact that I have become possessive towards her.All these feelings died with her.It was a feeling I had never experienced before with any other girl. I had always been guarded, not allowing anyone to get too close. But with her, it was diff
Vincenzo's POV"Actually," she gulped, taking a few seconds before opening up, "you are right, there is a very big reason behind her getting scared of the fire. When she was a kid, she lost."But before she could complete herself, the doctor interrupted her."Mr. Luca"My attention completely diverted to the doctor, as first I wanted to know how was. My heart raced with concern, desperate to know how Rose was faring."How is she?" I asked him, and Emma and Kevin stood behind me."She is fine for now but in the future, you have to take care that she doesn't get panic attacks because it could be really dangerous for her medical condition." The doctor's expression is soft and he is looking at the tension in the year.His words hit me hard, and I understood what he meant by "medical condition". I told the doctor that medicines are working very little on her body and he has told me that soon we will need bone marrow and I am not sure from where we are going to arrange it.The doctor contin
Vincenzo's POVI looked after her the whole night while she slept. In the morning, the doctor discharged her and I asked him to take her blood samples again because it was the toughest task to bring her to the hospital for the test. Back at home, we went to our room. I guided her to sit on the bed while I excused myself from my study. There, I needed to go through the documents again to understand more about Rose's past and her age.My mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Rose's past and the traumatic event that had caused her pyrophobia. She was 9 when I lost her and according to that, she must be 24 on the current day. The realization weighed heavily on my heart, knowing that I had lost so many precious years with her—the days that I could have cherished with her. "Ahhh!" a painful yelp escaped my lips as I tried to open the drawer. Despite the agony, I refused to let it deter me. I had endured pain before, and I was not one to succumb to weakness.It wasn't the first time I fac
Roseline's POVAbruptly, I stood up and decided to make my way out of the closet before things became even more awkward.As I was about to step out of his closet, his feet came between us, halting me in my tracks. My heart raced, and I felt a rush of nervousness flood over me.My breath hitched in my throat and all the heat rushed to my cheeks in anticipation of what he might ask next.What if he asked for exactly what I was thinking?I can't!I have never and I will never!I gulped hard and slowly turned my head, only to find him holding one of the exquisite watches from his collection, silently asking me to fasten it around his wrist.Ohh!I am overthinking now!I need holy water to clear my mind, which has become so dirty. Earlier, these thoughts used to never enter my life and now everything I think is at a different tangent. I am surprised by my own behavior.Taking the watch from him, I gently locked it around his wrist, trying to keep my composure despite the fluttering in my 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