His Mother

[Rosalie’s POV]

I stare at the door in front of me while my heart hammers in my chest. Even though I was the one who insisted that I come here and meet with the woman who gave birth to Diego, I couldn’t stop the anxiety that was beginning to grow in me.

After finishing with Diego’s father and the mess that had unfolded thanks to Kate and Wallace, I was told to come here. Of course, I didn’t deny the instructions since Diego also wanted to speak to his father privately about something. I could only hope that it wouldn’t lead to a huge mess.

Shaking off my unease, I focus on the task in front of me. One battle at a time.

Swallowing, I lift a hand and prepare to knock, but stop as the sound of movement from within, and while I remain in place, the door opens and a beautiful woman with long, dark hair and piercing amber eyes stares at me.

Her lips, which are painted blood red, are pressed in a line, making it clear that she didn’t think much of me.

“You’re her?” She asks, eyeing me up and