All Chapters of Trapped: Bloody Rose: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Love was far on Rose’s mind as she settled in a chair… But then again, the devil was in the details, and she didn’t know then that love was slowly but surely creeping up on her. “Help! Somebody help!” Someone cried out, making her snap out of her reveries and spring into action at once, calmly but also efficiently. Three men were helping steady a fourth one whose white shirt wasn’t as impeccable as it should be. Admittedly, all four men looked roughened up, but moreso him. The man was holding a hand to his abdomen, seemingly to put pressure on a wound… not that it was doing much good. Indeed, if the blood was any indication, Rose could guess it was either due to a gunshot wound or multiple stab wounds. She didn’t mind the sight of blood nor the rough looks… She just knew she needed to help this man. She was quick to point out to a bed where the three men helped him into… The man didn’t even grunt, never mind saying a word of protest, even though he was conscious, and she briefly w

Roman Bianchi was a mafia boss whom very few would be daring enough – or suicidal enough – to mess with. He lived by a few rules, among which harming children was forbidden, because even his chaotic life could use some structure. And at the moment, Roman wasn’t pleased to be on bedrest to say the least. He needed to hunt the rat who dared to betray him. This betrayal made him lose money, but also facilitated an attempt on his life – and made him lose 3 of his men. Truth be told, he already had someone in mind, whom he had suspected of being a bit too well-off as of late… He just hadn’t had the time to investigate the man at leisure. Roman watched as the stubborn and fiery nurse attended to him. Truth be told, Rosalina was a beautiful name for a beautiful woman, and he was intrigued by her dedication to her work. It seemed like her desire to help him on the first day was genuine, since she didn’t know who he was then. She didn’t fear him then, and didn’t fear him now… And that coul

Chapter 4: Rose was holding on by a thread, but her tiredness getting the better of her was not an option. She thus made sure to splash her face with water abundantly when she went to change. She couldn’t believe the man had had the doctor remove his veinous access. But then again, he was a supposedly generous mafia boss, whose contributions helped the clinic greatly. Ergo, she shouldn’t be so surprised really. Admittedly, the way he was dressed impeccably and looking so regal as he greeted her should be illegal. It did something to her that left her unsettled. She also shouldn’t be so bothered by his deep gaze, which was not amorous in nature. The way he exuded danger was too much not to take notice of it, and she wondered if it was fear that prompted her to act in such a coy manner at times. When she changed into her regular clothes, she gave herself a pep talk: Do not let him get under your skin. The man, dangerous or not, needs medical care, and that’s all you’ll be there for

Rose heaved a sigh of relief when Roman Bianchi left the room. Her interactions with him always left her on edge, and she wasn’t sure she liked it. Hell, if anything, she should hate the man for making her leave the clinic to take care solely of him. But she couldn’t bring herself to hate a patient, no matter how stubborn, quirky, or despicable he was. Rose shook her head negatively, chasing away all negative thoughts, and began to pack the medical necessities away, when a man and a woman showed up. The man’s tone of voice was brisk as he said, “Miss Rose, let us lead you to your room.” Rose hadn’t intended to linger around, not that there was anything for her to do but go rest right then, and she was therefore glad someone came for her. “We have prepared a room for you,” the woman then let out in a sweet voice which was unmistakably fake. Rose wasn’t sure what she had done to upset the woman already, but she wasn’t in the mood to probe. “Thank you,” she replied in a soft tone of

As she emerged from the kitchen, Rose met Stefan who had a frown marring his face. “I was looking all over the place for you,” he let out in a disgruntled tone of voice. “I was eating,” she told him sheepishly, tilting her head to the direction of the kitchen door. “I never thought I would see the day Fi would allow a stranger into her kitchen,” he let out pensively, the ghost of a smirk settling on his face. “Why were you looking for me?” She then asked, her curiosity getting the best of her. “The boss has insisted that we should make you comfortable, thus sending me to get the list of your essentials from you,” his words, though flat, were an indication of his frustration. “I need my laptop, and I also need some clothes,” she said, as she thought hard of what was missing. She guessed she could use the shower essentials that had been provided for her, and thus there was no need for more. “Clothes have already been arranged for you, miss Rose,” he replied at once. “Oh really? W