Vincenzo's POV The receptionist was waiting for me to take action while I found my inner self dying. I know it was a hard time for me and I have to face this all alone. I need to save Roseline's life anyhow. My world is beautiful if she is alive, no matter if she is with me or not. Closing my eyes, I just signed the papers for the abortion. I never knew about the child, nor was I ready for one. I would be glad if Roseline came out safe. Her health is most important to me. Gulping down, I just handed over the papers to the receptionist and at the same time, I received a call from my driver. "Sir, I have come with the donor," he informed me, His voice held urgency as he knew the urgency of the situation. "Ok" I hastily hung up the phone and dashed outside, scanning the area for a teenage boy who was supposed to be our lifeline at this critical moment. "Jasper?" I asked, my voice tinged with anxiety as I approached a young boy leaning against the car. He nodded. A wave
Vincenzo's POV My eyes closed on their own as I frantically prayed for her safety. I had her back in my life, smiling and happy. In my mind's eye, I envisioned her returning to me, radiant and joyful, bringing light back into my life. When I opened my eyes, the doctors were still tirelessly working on her, and her frail form lay almost lifeless on the operating table. Only the rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor provided any reassurance that she was still with us. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the heart monitor's alarming rhythm began to stabilize. The room let out a collective sigh of relief as her vital signs improved. The surgeons continued their work and I stepped aside. I can't bear the sight anymore. "Everything would be alright, child," Sister Mary said as she approached me. I could only manage a nod; my emotions were too raw for words. Liam appeared to be keeping Emma updated on the situation, while Emma, it seemed, had chosen to stay at the orphan
Vincenzo's POV It had been nearly a week since I brought Roseline back home. She spent most of her time sleeping, a side effect of the medications, but her body showed promising signs of improvement, which eased the weight of worry on my shoulders. Despite having hired two nurses to care for her, I remained vigilant, ensuring she took her medicines and meals on time. It was a responsibility I gladly undertook, a small way to contribute to her recovery. Grandpa's happiness at the news of her pregnancy was beyond limits. He couldn't contain his excitement and had called the doctor without my knowledge, who then divulged everything. While his joy was heartwarming, Roseline's earlier words still echoed in my mind, and I couldn't help but contemplate the uncertain future of our child. Turning my head, I glanced at her sleeping form beside me. A strand of her hair had fallen across her face, obscuring my view of her serene features. She had become the first sight of my mornings, the rad
Vincenzo's POV As I ordered my man, they brought the donor along with his parents here. I took a bouquet and went to the airport to welcome them. I found it sweet that they got ready to come here at once. I was waiting for them when the boy, whom I identified as Jasper, came. I handed him the bouquet and ruffled his hair, at which he smiled. There was something about his smile that strangely reminded me of my Rose. I then extended my hand to shake his father's, but my body froze in place when I laid eyes on the boy's mother. It couldn't be possible. The shock coursed through me as I stared at her, unable to believe my eyes. ~~~~~ Roseline's POV The past week had passed by in a blur for me. I spent most of my time sleeping, so I wasn't entirely aware of what was happening around me. However, certain memories stood out vividly, like visits from Emma, Liam, and Sister Mary. But what I remembered most clearly was the way Vincenzo had cared for me, tending to my needs like
Roseline's POV"I was imprisoned in a dark room where they subjected me to electric shocks, trying to make me forget everything about you and the incident," I confessed, the weight of my horrifying experience heavy in the air.A deep, unsettling silence settled around us as I revealed the truth to my parents. I noticed that not a single tear came from my own eyes, but my mother cried uncontrollably, while my father remained in a state of shock, struggling to accept the reality of what I'd endured."But despite everything, I couldn't forget," I continued, my voice shaky. "One day, I overheard the man who used to administer the electric shocks talking on the phone. He received an order to kill me."I lowered my gaze, unable to meet their eyes."I don't know what changed in that man at that moment, but instead of carrying out the order to kill me, he arranged for me to be admitted to an orphanage, changing my name and my birth year." I revealed the part of the story that I knew. "Maybe
Roseline's POV My heart skipped a beat when finally he said those three magical words. "I love you," he whispered against my lips. "You are the only woman I have ever wanted to be with—the one who has captured my heart. I love you, Rose."He sealed his words with a long kiss on my lips and I could feel his love through it. My body froze in place as I relished the moment. My eyes twinkled and I smiled at him, feeling an overwhelming rush of emotions. He has poured his heart out and I couldn't stop myself from doing the same. He also deserves to know what I feel about him. "I may not remember you as Enzo, but you are the only one who made my heart race like no one else ever could. I always thought that I was alone in this world and never expected anyone to bring happiness to me. Yes, I dreamt about having a Prince charming, but I think it is just a myth. For me, you are my everything, an actual price charming who kept me like his princess." I chuckled "You brought happiness into
Roseline's POV"From this moment on, I, Vincenzo DeLuca, sever all ties with you," Vincenzo declared resolutely.His words hung heavily in the room, echoing with finality, leaving everyone present utterly taken aback."You shall spend the remainder of your days far removed from this city, and I shall ensure that you never set eyes upon my face again."With his jaw set and his resolve unyielding, Vincenzo turned away from his grandfather's tearful, imploring gaze."No!" His grandfather vehemently shook his head, a mixture of sorrow and desperation etched across his face. "Vincenzo, please reconsider."I noticed tears welling up in the old man's eyes. He reached out as if to touch his beloved grandson, but Vincenzo took a measured step back, maintaining a physical and emotional distance.He has always shared his emotions with his grandfather but at the moment he was treating him coldly, void of any emotions or sympathy. I know that by doing this, he is punishing himself as well. "Pleas
Roseline's POV"Get ready; we need to attend a party," Vincenzo declared, his sudden announcement catching me off guard."But where?" I inquired, looking up from my books."One of my clients is hosting a party, and he has extended an invitation to both of us. You have been cooped up for days; it's high time you got out," he urged."Yeah." I sighed, pouting a little. "I would love to go out, but I have an assignment due soon."He chuckled and approached me with a mischievous glint in his eyes."Rose, have you forgotten? Back when we were kids, I used to help you with your homework, and not much has changed since then. Don't worry, I will assist you with the assignment," he assured me as he closed my books.I could see the mysterious determination in his eyes. It was evident that he would find a way to ensure I had more time to complete the assignment by asking the professor to give me more time instead of helping himself, as he said but still, I tried my luck once. "Is it possible tha