"What's bothering you?" The tall man says, holding her by her waist, "Tell me, I will solve all of your problems." He says trying to pull her near him."Let go of me, you freaking perverts!" Rosalia says, slapping him hard. "Don't dare to touch me; you don't know my husband; he will rip you two apart!""Is that so?" He says it in a mocking way."Look, I don't want any clashes; just give me those papers; I really need them.""But I need to taste your guts." He throws her against the ground, and the other man burns the papers instantly."No! Please no!" As she tries to stand up, he steps on her thigh, barely making her scream out of pain. Finding some sand near her, she starts to collect it cautiously and throws it toward his eyes. Although it doesn't affect him much, she manages to remove her thigh from his heavy feet and starts to run limping, but the tall beast grabs her. The drunk man starts to slap her mercilessly; not only that, he punches and kicks her. There is no way she can ma
Taking some cotton from the box, he starts to clean her blood cautiously so that it doesn't hurt her. While he is treating her wound, she let out a deep breath."You know, JK, what happened today?" She tells him naively that makes him frown. "Opps, sorry!" She puts her finger on her lips, realizing her mistake. She doesn't gather her courage to proceed further if it takes a wrong turn because capturing a happy moment with him matters a lot. "Hey, you are moving a lot, and I can't do what I'm supposed to do.""Uhh, okay," she says and nods her head, making him let out a deep sigh. He is so done with her that he doesn't have any interest in saying anything further; moreover, those papers are so important that it's bothering him a lot from inside. As he focuses on her forehead, she keeps appreciating his eyes silently. "How long has it been since these eyes looked at me and smiled? The enchanted glow of love no longer writes poems for me here. Still, I'm lucky to see you up close. I'm on
After completing her task, for refreshment, Rosalia goes for a walk in the garden. She is roaming here alone. In this big house, there is no one except her work and herself, whom she hates more than anyone else. Tying her hair with the help of the hairband, she starts walking again. When she gets tired after walking for a while without thinking much, she lays on the grass. What a beautiful scenario! Sky above, green grass around, and small trees. There is a king and a queen, like in a fairy tale; the only difference is that there is only lack of trust and dependence. "If I fell in love with you, would you adore me?" She mumbles, looking at the sky."Get up now!" JK's shout makes her startle. While she turns her head, she finds him standing behind her which makes her get up quickly. "Oh, you need something?" Holding her hands, he starts to drag her into his room. "What happened?" She asks in a panicked way. Making her sit in the corner of the bed, he sits in front of her by pulling a c
Getting ready instantly, she runs out and gets in the car. "I'm extremely sorry." JK doesn't say anything but drives the car. After reaching his destination, they get off the car but something makes him upset at her. "What the heck did you do?" "Damn! I don't know what I have done again!" When she finds him looking in the direction of her feet, she looks and finds that there are no shoes. While trying to get ready quickly, she forgets to wear shoes. Not understanding anything, she sits down so that her feet can't be seen. Looking at him, she tries to smile to handle the situation. "Sorry," she says. "Get up," commands JK. Rosalia tries to pull her dress. "Stop acting weird; people are watching!" Holding her hand, he makes her stand up. Surprisingly, he takes her to a shop, which makes her scream inside in joy. It's been so long since she could buy anything for herself. He tells the seller to bring her some shoes. But nothing grabs her attention; she can't even say it openly. Meanwhile
As soon as she opens her eyes, she finds JK by her side, holding her hand gently. With care and concern, he brings a glass of water to her lips and helps her take a sip. "Hey, I'm here!" His presence makes her cry while hugging him; the fear is not over, but she is relieved to see JK. After a while, when situation gets normal, question arises in her mind: how did he come to her room? Or what would happen if he hadn't come? "You! You were not here," she says. "You need something?" "It's my house, I can go anywhere, going beyond necessity." He says lifting his eyebrows. "No, I didn't mean that; of course it's your house, and I'm so lucky tonight that I got you beside me exactly at the moment I'm in need of you." "I know how pathetic you are, and your nightmares could kill you, so I'm here because I don't want my only servant to die." A surge of anger builds up inside her, but she restrains herself from expressing it. When JK arrives to check on her forehead, he discovers her crying in h
Finally, when the guests arrive, Rosalia greets them. Three young girls and four boys, including a little child, have arrived. Undoubtedly, except for the child, all of them are haughty like JK. "Ewww! Who are you?" One of those girls asks. "I'm Ja—" "My slave, I mean maid," JK says before she can complete her sentence. "Oh no!" The girl says, "You have no right to be that beautiful!" "You have shaken my heart, JK! I thought she must be your girlfriend or wife! By the way, I'm Lily; they are Audrey, Joseph, Lilyona, and Jessica; and that little brat is my brother Kevin." "Nice to meet you all; I'm Rosalia Moore!" Saying that she looks at JK. He pokes his tongue against his cheek. Her destination becomes the kitchen for now, without paying attention. "That beauty doesn't suit the kitchen; she belongs in my bed!" Lily goes to the kitchen, making JK scoff in disbelief. "Yah, Joseph, take care of your wife." JK commands Lily's husband. JK and Joseph go to the kitchen, running behind her.
"The memory of my marriage and my faith is all gone," she says sadly. "When is my turn?""Not too quickly; your tears give me the most fantastic feeling in the world; I don't want to end it so easily. You know, baby, I'm obsessed with your tears.""Then it's my duty to make you happy." She smiles slightly, looking at him."I think your doubt is clear now." She doesn't say anything and stays silent for a while. "Tell me one thing? After my death, whom will you hurt?" She says this, taking out a deep sigh. "What if I die before you?" His sudden question makes her more sad. She puts her finger on his lips. "You know my soul has two sides—one side wants to make you cry the way you are making me cry every moment over my silly faults, or maybe not making any faults. I just want you to know the truth that you may regret sparing me the pain of death, for every moment you are making me cry will only make you regret it. When you want to pull me closer with the utmost caress, I want to be lost i
For a few days, consideration starts working in JK over Rosalia. Her days are passing through happiness with him. She is trying with her heart and soul to keep him happy. It’s 12 p.m., and JK is having a discussion with his men. Rosalia peeks through the window to see if he is free. When she sees him alone, she comes out of the house and goes to him, who’s standing by the poolside near a small sakura tree. He is smoking and letting the smoke drift towards the sky, looking up. She comes to him happily, but seeing him smoking, she gets a little upset. “I wish I had enough courage to stop you,” she thinks, and her thoughts haven’t stopped lately. “I’m his wife, and I have enough rights to stop him.” She stands in front of him. Her footsteps urge him to open his eyes. “Do you need anything?” He asks, still smoking like a free bull. “I need that cigarette.” She takes the cigarette from his mouth, making him frown at her sudden behavior. “Give it to me; I have another meeting.” “What is the