Roseline's POVHe opened the lace and now my cleavage came into his view. With a gentle tug, the fabric parted, revealing a glimpse of my cleavage. I felt a rush of warmth spread through me as his eyes remained fixed on my face, refusing to wander down to the exposed skin that was right in front of his face and was being fanned by his heightened breath. My face turned bright red, giving away the rush of emotions I was feeling. The air crackled with tension as we continued to lock eyes. My heart thumped loudly in my chest, matching the whirlwind of thoughts racing through my mind.The air buzzed with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty, creating an atmosphere charged with possibilities.He was about to take it to another level when we heard a gentle knock on the door, which stopped him.The color of his face drained as if someone had thrown a bucket of water over him and he had just been brought to his senses. Abruptly, he sat back and started looking around, his hand rubbing the b
Roseline's POVSince that day he hasn't come close to me. Most of the time he ignores me and barely talks. Whenever he is home he spend his time in his study while I stays in the room. It is not like I am complaining. It is better if he stays away from me as much as possible. Suddenly I heard the honk of his car. It was the 5th of evening and he generally returns between 8 and 9. What made him come so early today? My confusion was soon cleared when within a few minutes he entered the room and all of a sudden ordered me to get ready. "Get ready, for what?" I asked him. "We are going to a party" he told me coldly. "Party? But why?" "Don't ask me too many questions. Just do as I am saying" he said coldly. "Do you think of me as your puppet who would behave the way you want?" I asked him a little agitated by his behaviour. What does he think about himself? He can't treat me according to his mood. He sighed and turned to face me. "Dear Wifey, I have got a invitation of the party
Roseline's POVHe applied a break with my scream and the car came to a halt just a hair's distance from the tree.For a moment, I thought that we were actually going to lose our lives.Everything happened so quickly that time seemed to stand still as we sat there, stunned and unable to fully grasp the reality of what had just occurred. The weight of the situation began to sink in, and it took me a moment to collect my thoughts and understand just how narrowly we had escaped danger. My heart raced, pounding fiercely in my chest, its beats reverberating loudly in my ears, making it challenging to process the enormity of the situation.When my nerves calmed down and my breathing became normal, I stepped out of the car in anger and fear. He followed me, walked around the car and we were now standing face-to-face. I am sure he took a turn to make sure that his car hadn't gotten a scratch. He wouldn't have cared if I died."Now I understand why you take the driver everywhere. You can't even
Roseline's POVOur journey soon came to an end and he applied the break in front of one of the biggest malls in our city. I always wanted to visit here but I could never get the time."Come out; we are running out of time." I heard Vincenzo's voice, who was waiting for me to step out of the car instead of admiring the beauty of the building standing in front of me.I came out and looked around.'It doesn't look like a parking area,' I thought to myself.My confusion was soon cleared when a man came forward, took the key from him, and drove away from the car. As far as I know, he was not his driver. It seems like people know him here.Oh God! Whom am I kidding?The whole city knows him. His name is enough for even the child to know his biodata."Follow me," he ordered, as if I were one of his employees but as I didn't have any other option, I just ran behind him.Yes, I ran!Because his every step was so big, it was practically impossible for me to match his speed without running behin
The girls smiled as I walked into the hall. Their faces were telling me that they liked the dress as much as I liked it.Vincenzo, who was still busy with his phone, looked up at me when I stood in front of him, dressed in that princess gown. He forgot to blink for a second.A playful smile crept on my lips. He gulped as his eyes reached my face. I was fully sure that he was going to pass the dress when he opened his mouth."Next! This dress is a bit over for the party."Oh!My little heart broke!I already loved this dress, as it was beautiful and comfortable at the same time and most importantly, I didn't need to try the various dresses. But whomever I am fooling, all Vincenzo has learned is to bother me.My shoulders slumped and I walked to those girls to ask for another dress."Take this; I bet he would pass this one," she mumbled in my ear and giggled.They have been working for him for a very long time so I am sure they must know his preferences. So to save myself from all the h
Roseline's POVThe hands on my shoulder assured me that I was not alone. There is someone around. The sudden rush of panic that had consumed me began to ebb away, replaced by a glimmer of hope and familiarity.But as soon as I got relieved, I felt a surge of fear and uncertainty the next second.Who could possibly be this?"Calm down, it's me." I got the answer as soon as the question popped into my head.I don't need to ask who it is, as his voice has been haunting me since we have met but for the first time, his voice felt soothing and relaxing. I was not in my senses and didn't know when I jumped on him and hugged him tightly, as if my life depended on him.My heart was thumping loudly in my chest and as I placed my ear on his chest I could hear his heart beating in the same rhythm as mine. My eyes closed on their own as his hand started rubbing my back, cooing nothing sweet in my ear.I got so lost in him that for a moment, I forgot he was the same man who made me so helpless that
I stood there, my body still trembling from the vulnerability that had overtaken me, while he was still kissing me passionately as if he were hungry from years when we had only kissed two weeks ago. He didn't seem to be satisfied with my lips anytime soon. His palm that was resting on my waist moved up, his knuckles caressing my cheek softly, contrasting the movement and the fierceness of his lips against mine. With a tender touch, he traced the line of my jaw, his touch electrifying against my skin. Time seemed to stand still as our lips met—a collision of longing and unspoken passion. This time he didn't need to order me to kiss him back, as I found myself moving my lips in the same rhythm and intensity. There was an unknown magnetic pull in between us that was bringing us together, making us even more thirsty as we came closer. I still couldn't get why my body was reacting in this way when I knew full well what kind of person he was. I know that I shouldn't be doing it. But all
Roseline's POVBefore I could ask him what he meant by punishment and exactly what he was going to do tonight, we heard a gentle knock on the door, which broke the moment and grabbed our attention."Ma'am, are you fine?" I could identify it as the voice of the manager.Vincenzo's arms dropped to his sides, and his palms were tightly fisted. All the playfulness was now substituted with rage. He must be angry at the sudden power cut. I know he wants everything perfect. He can't bear any flaws, especially in something he owns."As we are running out of time, let's finalize this dress," he pointed at the dress that he selected for me, but I was not able to try it. "Come out after wearing your clothes, and this time remember to lock the doors." His eyes moved to my body for the one last time before he made his way out of the room.I immediately rushed to lock the door and turned around, standing with the support of the door. My hand reached out to my thumping heart to calm it down.This is