Novels by Kira Rosé

"Be rest assured, I’ll assist with everything, Master Eden. She won’t set foot outside this room again," Camilla whispered. The middle-aged maid kept her eyes glued to the floor, her voice a mixture of professional duty and practiced fear."Good."Eden stepped back into the room, the heavy oak door clicking shut with a finality that made the air feel still. He turned his gaze toward the bed. Anna looked peaceful, her breathing rhythmic and slow—but he knew her better than that. She was a terrible liar.He crossed the room and sat on the edge of the mattress, the weight of his body dipping the silk sheets. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, he allowed himself to touch her. His thumb traced the line of her jaw before settling on her bottom lip, dragging slowly across the plush skin.Her brows furrowed, and her dark lashes trembled against her cheeks. Eden’s lips pulled into a dark, knowing smirk. He leaned down until his breath fanned across her face, hot and smelling of

The night air was sharper than it had been two weeks ago, biting through Jennie’s thin silk blouse.The moment she stepped into the dimly lit bar, the atmosphere shifted. The low hum of chatter died instantly, replaced by a brittle, frozen silence. People looked away, their eyes darting to their drinks. They knew. They knew what had happened fourteen days ago, but they were smart enough to keep their mouths shut.Jennie scanned the room. There were no flashing bulbs, no paparazzi, no whispers. The few people who had dared to post about her "accident" on social media two weeks ago had been dealt with. Some were facing ten years in prison; others, four. The Vilonia name had scrubbed the internet clean of her shame.Maintaining her composure was a struggle, but she walked in as if she still owned the city. She spotted Anita, a friend who worked in the administrative wing of the Vilonia offices, waving from a corner booth.Jennie pasted a practiced smile on her lips and slid into the seat

The silence of the hospital room was suffocating, heavier than the screaming match that had just unfolded in Jennie’s ward. The steady, rhythmic beep... beep... beep... of the heart monitor was the only thing keeping Ethan grounded.He had stayed in that chair for hours, head buried in his hands. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Anna’s face—not the composed, professional assistant he’d hired, but the terrified girl whispering for her mother like a broken child. He had taken her breath away. Literally.The door creaked open. Ethan didn’t look up, assuming it was Rita returning with coffee."You look pathetic."Ethan stiffened. He didn't need to look up to recognize that voice. It was deeper, colder, and vibrating with a suppressed rage that turned the air jagged.Eden.The Mafia twin stepped into the light. He didn't look tired; he looked ready to burn the city to the ground. His eyes scanned Anna’s pale, unconscious form before landing on his brother."I saw the footage," Eden sai

The fluorescent lights of the security hub hummed with a low, predatory vibration. Ethan stood frozen, his shadow stretched long and jagged against the bank of monitors. Beside him, Jacob was a restless weight, his arms crossed, his breathing the only rhythmic thing in a room that felt like it was holding its breath.Ethan’s jaw was a granite line. His mind was a chaotic loop of Anna’s voice—that fragile, splintering sound. “Mum… please…” It wasn't the voice of a thief or a conspirator. It was the sound of a human being being erased by a lie."Play it again," Ethan commanded, his voice a jagged whisper.The security guard, a man whose uniform seemed two sizes too large for his nervous frame, tapped a key. The digital clock on the screen bled backward. The grainy black-and-white world of the executive floor flickered into life.There was Jennie.She wasn't the victim Ethan had envisioned. On the silent screen, she was a whirlwind of calculated rage. She paced the length of the office l

The phone slipped from his hand as he dropped beside her.“Anna… Anna, stay with me.”She was curled on his desk, clutching her stomach, trembling violently. Her mouth opened in silent gasps, but no air seemed to reach her lungs. Pain twisted her face, tears sliding down her temples.“Breathe… please breathe,” he whispered, panic breaking through his voice.Her fingers tightened weakly around his sleeve.Then—Her body went limp.“Anna?”Her head rolled to the side, eyes closing, breath shallow… fading.“No, no, no—Anna!”He pulled her into his arms, heart pounding, fear clawing up his throat.“Stay with me. Don’t you dare leave.”Distant sirens began to echo through the building.The sirens screamed through the afternoon.Paramedics rushed in, voices sharp and fast.“Step back, sir.”“She’s unconscious,” he said, refusing to let go. “Abdominal trauma. She couldn’t breathe.”They checked her pulse. Weak.“Pulse thready. Possible internal bleeding. Get the stretcher.”Anna didn’t move

Ethan’s POVHer shriek echoed from my office down to the dining hall where I stood chatting with Jacob, my good friend.Then her yell followed.“Thief! Thief!”I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. “Oh my God…”“Was that Jennie?” Jake asked, confusion written all over his face.“Yup.”Everyone heard it. The entire place went tense. Murmurs erupted as security rushed upstairs.I began walking toward the elevator, Jacob close behind me.“Is there really a thief in your office?” he asked.“Nope. Just my assistant.”When we got to the office, everyone was watching a scene unfold, their faces confused and concerned.My doors were wide open and anger flared in my chest. I hated it when people invaded my office without permission.I stepped forward and saw them inside.“God… this is embarrassing,” I muttered, rubbing my forehead.“Get out. Get out!” I barked.They flinched, scrambling and sprinting out of my doorway.I walked in, Jacob closing the door behind us. The moment he saw what I