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
Placing the spoon aside and folding my arms on the table, I leaned forward to keep my word."OK, if you don't want to have anything, that's fine. But I won't have breakfast alone; I don't like eating by myself. I was raised in an orphanage where all the kids used to eat together, so I am used to sharing meals with others." I stated when I was dying out of hunger.Mentally, I prayed for him to change his mind and have the food but he didn't respond. I gulped hard; if he didn't have anything, then I was not sure about him but I would die of hunger.And then it clicked in! His trigger point. I knew I was playing with fire, something I wasn't particularly skilled at, but I felt like I had no other choice but to break through the walls he had built around himself, and the best way to do it was by attacking his weakness.With a determined smile hidden behind my calm exterior, I picked up the plate of breakfast once again, which caught his attention as I could see one of his twitches."Since
He pressed his lips against mine so tightly that I couldn't move them. It was quite clear that he wanted to stop me from saying that word. After what felt like an eternity, he finally pulled his lips away, but his face was still inches from mine. The intensity in his eyes was almost overwhelming, and I could feel the warmth of his breath on my skin. "Don't say such words or I will kiss you until your lips swell and you can't move them to say anything," he murmured against my lips. I was taken aback by his words, a mix of surprise and delight washing over me. But I was glad that finally he decided to break his silence only to threaten me and for the first time, his warning felt sweet. My heart flushed with emotion, realizing that his way of caring was completely different from anyone I had known before. He may not have expressed it in conventional ways, but his actions spoke volumes. Unconsciously, I started chewing on my lower lip, a habit I had whenever I was feeling overwhel
Roseline's POVI was awestruck when his car stopped in front of his company. I could neither gulp nor blink as I stared at the colossal structure before me. The building was so immense that my eyes couldn't even reach its peak. It exuded an air of grandeur and prosperity that left me feeling small and insignificant in comparison.I could not even imagine earning so much money in my entire life. There is no doubt that he could buy anyone on this earth with just a flick of his finger. "Don't be too overwhelmed," he said, his voice reassuring. "Everyone starts somewhere, and success is never without its challenges."His words snapped me out of my world, and I felt my cheeks turning red at the realization that he had caught me staring at his building as if I had never seen such a magnificent structure before."Shall we?" he asked, breaking the awkward moment, and I nodded in response.As the driver opened the door, we stepped out, and I followed him closely, like his shadow. Upon enter
Roseline's POVThe man who entered seemed surprised to find me there, and his eyes immediately glanced at the photograph I was just about to pick up.Feeling an inexplicable fear, I shivered slightly and stood up slowly, my feet wobbly and my head going dizzy. "Who are you?" he demanded as he stepped inside. "And how dare you enter the boss' cabin when he is not here? Not to mention touching his things!""I..." I don't know why I was feeling so scared of him that nothing came out of my mouth. I tried to speak, but fear seemed to choke my words, leaving me speechless.His presence made my head spin, clouding my thoughts and making it difficult to think clearly."Ah, I understand now," he said, tilting his head. "You must be one of those new interns they recently hired, right?""No, actually...""I got you," he interrupted before I could even say something, "but you know what? Your tricks are not going to work here. I could clearly understand why are you here. I know girls like you."
Roseline's POVMy body froze for a second when he engulfed me in a tight hug. It came totally unexpectedly. I couldn't believe that he did it. Before this, he had always touched me this way only if he needed my body, only seeking physical satisfaction from it, only when he desired it. But today, everything felt different.The hug was not for him or for his satisfaction, but it was for me—to comfort me, to make me feel protected, to assure me that I was not alone. As he held me close, my ear pressing against his chest, I could hear his heart pounding loudly. His heart never thumps so loudly, even in the most intimate moments. It surprised me to realize that he was scared too, perhaps frightened by the intensity of my emotions or scared for me to do something in the confinement of the four walls. His vulnerability softened my heart even more, and the floodgates of my tears opened again, and I started crying hysterically. My sobs were silenced by his chest a bit, and my fists tightly
Roseline's POV"I was tortured," I managed to say amidst my sobs, the words barely coming out of my lips as my emotions took a toll on me.His body froze, and a mixture of shock, anger, and sadness crossed his face. He seemed to struggle with finding the right words to respond"For two years," I managed to say anyhow while he gave me time."I... I..." I tried to continue, but my emotions were choking my words.Finally, after a moment of gathering courage, I continued,"Could you see these tattoos?" I moved the sleeves a bit up.I showed him the tattoo of stars on my wrist and his attention shifted to where I was pointing."This black ink hides the dark days of my life," I said softly, my voice trembling with emotion as my eyes dropped down to the tattoos.He didn't say anything, allowing me to pour out my feelings without interruption.I am sure he must have noticed them before as well but you never asked me. Perhaps taking them as normal tattoos."Sister Mary did this for me, taking
"Don't you remember anyone else than your parents?" I looked up at him and he licked his tongue as if he were expecting me to remember someone and tell him about that.My eyebrows drew together in confusion as I gulped and tried to remember someone."I mean maybe your siblings, friend, classmate, or someone else," he asked."No, I don't. I barely remember my parents, the one who gave me life and was with me all the time. How could I remember anyone else?" I breathed out "And as much as I remember, I was a single child of my parents," I told him.As I poured my heart out, his hand that had been resting on my knees all the time moved away, and I felt his reassuring palms on my shoulders, squeezing them lightly. He was now standing in front of me."He ruined everything, Vincenzo," I cried, my voice choked with pain while his hand remained on my shoulder "Because of him, I lost my entire childhood, my teenage years, and my parents. I can never get any of it back."Vincenzo's arms moved 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