ROSALINE I walked in, with slow steps, my eyes still a bit puffy from all the crying. I was so tired and so exhausted. It was more of a mental and emotional exhaustion though and I knew. I just wanted to go get in my bed right now, rethink my entire life and fall asleep and hope I sleep for long. But getting to the living room and finding Russo waiting for me there was evidence that my night wouldn't be as simple as me crashing in my bed and going to sleep. Or maybe he would ignore me and let me simply walk away, after all I had told him that I regretted us ever being together and he had looked quite hurt that I said that. "You are finally back. How did your meeting with your best friend go?" Russo questioned. He wasn't ignoring me. Somehow, I found relief in that. I am fucked up, I know. "It was good " I responded simply and was going to walk past but he called me back. "Pick the documents on the table and sign them." I glanced at the table and found some documents there. I
RUSSO EL MASSIMO As much as I wanted to hold Rosaline back, as much as I wanted to remind her that she had no right to put an end to this, that she had given up that right to me sometime ago, I could not do that. The tears that poured down her cheeks, the pain in her voice and that sad quiver from her body. I couldn't bear to see more of that from her. She couldn't go any further than we had come and I understood her. It would only be reasonable to end this right here. Logically, it would be the best for the both of us to end it and part ways, live separate lives but it seemed as if logic had vanished from my head for Caramia. Perhaps I should have been the adult right from the beginning. I could have saved her from the pains she was going through right now. I hated it. I hated seeing her cry and I hated that look of pure frustration on her face. That look that clearly wished she had never agreed to this, that looks that cemented her earlier words of regret. She regretted everyt
AUTHOR'S POV Rick pressed his lips into a thin line as he stared at his phone. His uncle was calling but Rick was contemplating if he should pick up the call or not. He was standing at a spot he knew Rosaline would pass by. He wanted them to talk further and he also wanted her to spend more time with him and more time away from her uncle. Rick kept his belief that Rosaline had been manipulated and deceived into the sexual relationship that had budded between she and her uncle. Since he saw the scene yesterday, his heart hurt at random moments whenever he recalled the scene he had saw. It pained him that the woman he loved had been fucking her uncle but Rick wasn't willing to give up. As long as he could pull Rosaline out of Russo's grip totally, Rosaline could one day become his own woman. The thoughts of her becoming his woman was pleasant and yet hurting at the thought of her having being her uncle's woman first. "Calm the fuck down, Rick" he groaned at himself and gave a smi
RUSSO EL MASSIMO "Care to actually give me some details?" Diego asked, dropping his glass of beer. "There are no details I would love to get into. It is just over" I replied and gulped down more of the beer in my glass. "You don't look good. You clearly didn't want it to be over yet... Or maybe you didn't want it to ever be over" Diego leaned back into his seat and I raised mt gaze from my glass to him. "Don't look at me that way, Russo. It's quite clear that you have some sort of feelings for Caramia, you liked her a lot, maybe love in fact...""Just shut the fuck up" I groaned and drank more. I could recall her eyes on me while we were in the meeting room. I had not even wanted to be in the meeting room hug I had gone there for her, just to see her face. Fuck! The self control it took not to stare back at her, the self control it took not to bring the meeting to an abrupt end and pull her close to mine. "That bastard" "There's a bastard behind this?" Diego asked. "I don't
Few Days Later RUSSO EL MASSIMO For the past few days, Rosaline has been acting like I no longer existed in her world and I have been fully reciprocating her actions. Acting like she no longer existed in my world too but the truth was that right now, she seemed to be the only thing in my world. I thought of her every fucking minute. The thoughts of her occupied my head effortlessly and there were countless times when I just wanted to yank her close to me and take control of her until she admitted that she wanted me. But each time I wanted to do so, the thoughts of her crying like she did the other night stopped me. I had made her cry so much and this time not from pleasure but from pains. I didn't want a repeat of that and so I was maintaining my distance from her just like she so wanted it. I had stopped going to work too because well, Cara was the reason I was going to work so dutifully anyways. There was no reason to go to the company every fucking day when I wouldn't even be
ROSALINE "This restaurant is really nice." I smiled. "I am glad you love it. Your smile looks more genuine, I told you being outside will make you feel better" Rick replied and I nodded, keeping the smile on."The meals here must be really expensive though so I'd pay for the meals" I offered and Rick frowned deeply."I am not broke, Rosaline...""What? I didn't say you were, I...""You just called me broke, Rosaline. I have enough money to afford a meal here. My family might not have loads of money like your family but my family is quite comfortable.""I am sorry if I made it seem that way. I just wanted to..." I trailed off, pressing my lips into a thin line. "Fine, I understand you. I will pay for tonight and every other night that we are outside. I have enough to take care of a woman, to at least take care of you.""Rick" I called his name softly and solemnly. "I have said it a thousand times already now. We can't be...""Don't say it, Rosaline. I am willing to wait for another
ROSALINEI was just a niece to him? I knew I had said those words to him but it hurt so much to hear him say the words back to me. "Fine! Fine!" I stomped my feet on the floor, ignoring the tears gathering in my eyes. "I am not going to make who you fuck around with, my business and I hope you will also stay out of my business when I go in there, take Rick home, to my room and let him fuck me. I hope you don't make it any of your business because after all, you are just my uncle and nothing more." I saw his jaw clench and his eyes were laced with anger.He stared at me furiously for seconds, his chest heaving with deep breaths before stepping back. "It really is none of my business. You are old enough to choose who you want to fuck and I am just your uncle, it's none of my business. You are free to do as you wish" he shrugged. I could not believe the words I was hearing from him. Was he seriously okay with me... With me going for another man? Was this an act or was he really okay
RUSSO EL MASSIMO LOVE The word repeated in my head over and over again. That word that I had considered stupid all my life. A concept that was only useful when I could use it against others, to get them to do my bidding, to manipulate and to threaten. Now, that word had been said to me. That concept... No, it was no longer a concept right now. That feeling was in front of me. Facing me and confronting me. And what I wanted to do the most? I wanted to spread my arms and fucking welcome that feeling. This Love. Caramia had driven me crazy. And every single second that passed made it more obvious to me than this craziness wasn't one I would get over with. The last six years have been a proof to that. The way I NEEDED her was proof. Did I want another man touching or loving her? NO Did I ever want to be touched by another woman? NO Did I ever want to lose her again and watch her drift far away from me? Fucking NO! This feeling that I had been too cowardly to put a tag on was
PIETRO GIACOMETTI I hated the noise. No matter how quiet they tried to be, they could not be quiet enough for me. I didn't just hate the noise, I hated the smiles on their faces and I hated how free they were, running around. If there was anything I wanted to do right now, I wanted to tie them all to a tree and drench them in fuel and watch them shake in fright while I played with a lighter. The children of the workers in our home. My mother was the reason they were here, she was the only one who thought it was a good idea to have a home built for all our workers, where they could live with their family. I shaded the drawing I was making. A drawing of a dying man with his toes chopped off. The inspiration for the drawing? Watching my dad chop toes off a pathetic man last night. "Who are you?" I heard the children ask in one loud voice. I raised my gaze and saw them gathered around a tree. A little girl was sitting under the tree, a drawing book in her hands too. I had never not
The Wedding ROSALINE MASSIMO With gentle and steady steps, I walked down the aisle. Every step I took was calculated. The wedding organising had included the aisle walk training. My dress flowed down and with every step, the several yards of dress flowed after me. A sparkly white dress, with red roses splashed all over the flowing part of it. My gaze was fixated on Russo who was standing at the altar, waiting for me. He was staring at me with a loving look on his face and I couldn't stop the smile on my face too even though my smiles could not be seen under the veil I was wearing. In the past, if I ever pictured a wedding, it would be Russo walking me down the aisle to another man but it was the opposite now and I couldn't be happier. The venue had been beautifully decorated to specifically match my taste. A warm golden light lit up the place and the aisle, long and spread with rose flowers. I was holding a bouquet of Juliet roses. I finally got to Russo and he reached a
ROSALINE "She's so adorable, isn't she? I had so much fun today. Making her happy made me happy too." I giggled as we walked into our room, Russo's hands on my waist. "Seeing you this happy makes me happy too, fairy godmother" Russo said with a chuckle. I was still dressed in the fairy godmother costume and still had the wand in hand. "Come, come over here" I motioned him to come stand in front of me.His hands slid, changing position until he was in front of me, holding my waist still. The fact that he wasn't letting go of my waist made me feel sweet. "This sweet fairy is going to bless you" "Hmm, and how am I getting blessed?" He asked, a hint of smile on his face. "With a beautiful sprinkle of happiness" I waved the wand all over him. "The wand isn't enough to give me happiness""Really? Then what will make you happy?""The fairy herself" he replied and picked me up from the floor. I laughed softly as he lifted me and didn't let go until he dropped me on the bed and got ab
AUTHOR'S POVRick sat at the diner, phone on the table and a bag by his side. It took only about a minute of waiting before Melinda walked in the diner door. Her eyes looked around for a second before they settled on Rick. She walked over to him and sat opposite him. "Are you okay?" Was her first question. She had a worried expression on her face. "Well, quite so" Rick shrugged his shoulders lightly."You've been distant for the past few days and you don't look too good" Melinda noted out, referring to the bruises on his face and Rick simply pressed his lips into a thin line for the next few seconds. "Should I have remained close, then?" He finally spoke, directing his gaze to her. "Tim is no longer with me. He... He is unwilling to let go of what happened." Melinda sighed softly. "As it should be. You ruined whatever was left of this entire friendship, Melinda." Rick accused. "Don't put the entire blame on me" Melinda shook her head lightly. "Then whom do I put it on? Tim? Fo
ROSALINE I was frozen against the wall, my ears ringing and my heart thumping at the words I had just heard. I knew it. I just knew that it wasn't supposed to be a date only! "You..." I found my voice under his searching eyes. "You were going to ask me to marry you? Not just become your girlfriend officially?" I asked and he pressed up against me, making me feel the hard on from his completely drenched trousers. "I know what I want, Cara. And you also want me, there's no need to take the longer route, is there?"My heart was pounding. He was right. I was never going to let go of him so why in the world should we take the longer route?!"I... Well, you said you wanted to ask me to marry you. Do you still want to ask me to marry you? I mean, is the proposal still valid?" I asked, my words a jumble. My brain was turning into a mush at this point and it wasn't my fault!"You know that proposal is forever valid" he lifted my chin up with a finger. I couldn't take the burst of joy in m
ROSALINE I pulled my blood stained shirt off gently and looked at Russo who was getting rid of the blood soaked shirt he had on. I hadn't let him go back in there to finish up like he had said he wanted to. I had insisted that he come home with me right away because I needed him and I was glad he came home with me. Diane was still asleep and I wanted us both clean from the blood before the little girl would wake up. "Cara" Russo's hands gently touched my waist and I shut my eyes lightly at the feel of his fingers. It made me feel at peace and I didn't hesitate before leaning in to his bare chest and feeling the warm of him. He wrapped his arms around me."Russo" I whispered his name. "Let's take a bath together" I whispered and he took a step back almost instantly. I grumbled the loss of his warmth around me. "No, Cara. You go take a bath first and I'll go in after you or I'll go use another room." He said and my brows furrowed. I turned back to face him, the look of confusion
ROSALINE “Russo, pick up the goddamn call!” I yelled at the phone but again, my call wasn’t picked. There was no doubt that Russo was ignoring my calls. He intended to kill Rick and he didn’t want to be stopped by me. But I needed to stop him. “Get a car” I puffed out, a hand returning to my waist. If Russo had said he was going to be back in an hour, then that meant he was very close by. He definitely had to still be in the estate. In some other building entirely, in one of those buildings that seemed more like ornamental buildings cause no one ever lived in them. “The car” I mumbled as a car pulled over in front of me. I pulled the door open and got into the car, feeling slightly dizzy. I groaned and held my forehead for a second before getting an idea. “Where are we off to ma’am?” The guy in the driver seat asked. “Every notable building in this estate until I find Russo but before you start driving, let’s try something out. You are going to have to do something for me.” I s
NOTE: This chapter contains elements of violence. RUSSO EL MASSIMO “Where is Dark Caster and Rick?” I asked the first question as I walked into the torture chamber. “They are yet to be brought here, boss. However, the men contacted me few minutes ago and they know the precise location of Rick. It is only a matter of time before he is brought in.” Sian explained. “Fasten things up. He has to be dead before the end of today. None of them are going to be alive by the end of today.” I let my gaze travel around the tied down men. I undid the first two buttons of my shirt and rolled my sleeves up. “You and you…” I pointed at two of my men who were standing in the torture chamber. “You are yet to perfect your chopping skills, right? Get to it but pull out each of their teeth first. I want to hear every scream that comes from each tooth being pulled off. Then you sew their mouths close and proceed with the chopping. Learn well from using these lab rats.” “Yes, boss” They chorused in r
ROSALINEI was more than surprised to see that Rick was calling me after the fight we had had the last time. He had made it quite clear that our friendship was totally over. Had he heard about what happened to me somehow and decided to check up on me? If he had heard about it, then the call was definitely valid because the Rick I knew would call to make sure I was okay no matter how huge the fight we are having. Still unsure of the exact purpose of the call, I picked the call and put the phone to my ear. "Rick?" I called his name. "Rosa" he mentioned my name like he was out of breathe. "Are you okay?""No, are you okay?" He shot the question back to me, an indication that he somehow knew what had happened to me last night. "I am fine. How do you know about what happened?" I asked because I was pretty sure that Russo didn't do things for the public to find out. And I hadn't called any of our mutual friends to inform them about this either. "Listen, Rosa. I am very sorry" he ap