"Remember, he likes it hot," Munika reminded as they walked through the hallway together. "And do not forget to add all the powder too" "But... Why do I have to add all of it? It will be too much for him" Munika chuckled lightly. "Nothing can be too much for Sergio. But it will be enough to blow him out" Rosana nodded and turned the corner, heading towards the kitchen. She was holding the small wrap in her hand, trembling. What if everything goes wrong? What will happen to her? What will Sergio's reactions be? Nothing good, she concluded. After Munika left her room the previous night, she had laid back, thinking everything through. If the plan worked, she'd be free. But if it didn't... She'll be so doomed. He would kill her this time without any mercy or second thoughts. But she could still back away now it wasn't too late. She could turn around, go back to Munika and return whatever she had given to her. Then she'd go back to her room and stay indoors like she always has since sh
"Water... Water...!" Rosana cried and tried to raise her body from the floor. She was in a room covered in white. The walls, floor, and ceiling, as well as her clothes. She was deprived of all colors. For Three days, she was imprisoned without food and water. The only thing she could remember was being caught by Sergio's men. She had screamed, cried, and fought hard but that didn't stop them from dragging her back here. She was thrown into the white room. A cell that was soundproofed, and void of any sound, voices, or social interaction. She could not hear anything but herself. "Somebody... Help... Please..." "Sergio... Please..." "Please... Get me out of here!" She had not seen the outside world for three days. No one came to visit her, including Sergio or Munika. Well, what did she expect after adding an unknown powder to his coffee? What did she expect after trying to escape his claws? That was the greatest mistake she had made. One she regretted over the past three days. She
"You should get rid of her sooner, you cannot trust her. With what she did, she is capable of doing anything. Lei può distruggerti!" [She can destroy you!]Sergio turned around to face her. His right hand held a glass of gin, while his left was behind his back. He took a sip from the glass, his metallic eyes pinned on her. He didn't utter a word but she already felt goosebumps across her skin.Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm herself, wondering why he was staring at her that way. Did Rosana tell him the truth? She wondered. Or did he find out that she was the one behind everything?The thought of that made her tremble but she managed to keep a calm facade. She had to act strong and be ready to deny whatever he was going to throw her way. Besides, she wasn't the one that added sedatives to his coffee and tried to escape. Sergio stared intently at her, his gaze sharpening. It was the same way he looked at powerful men and caused them to tremble at his feet without words. He didn'
•••Next Morning••• Very early in the morning, the maids rushed in and prepared a warm bath for Rosana. Carmencita had instructed them to take care of her because she was still sick and couldn't take care of herself. "Your bath is ready, My Lady!" One of the maids announced and she sat up on the bed, rubbing her eyes. She couldn't sleep the whole night because she kept having nightmares. She only pretended to sleep so that Carmencita would go and have some rest too. No matter how much assurance she gave to her, she wouldn't go away. The older woman had been determined to stay with her until she fell asleep. Rosana got down from the bed and slowly walked into the bathroom to meet Viola waiting for her. Everything had been prepared for her bath. She just had to strip and Viola would wash her hair and body. "You do not have to..." "You are still weak, My Lady. Please, let me take care of you" She sighed and gently took off her nightgown. Then she got into the bathtub and sat as Viola
Rosana couldn't eat any longer. Rather, she kept sipping wine and glaring at Sergio. What does he think he is? She wondered. And why does he affect her so much even after everything he had done to her? Deep down, she had so much revulsion for him but there was a little part that flushed whenever he was around her. And the worst part was that she couldn't control it no matter how hard she tried to. But why should it be that way? She wondered. This man was ruthless and didn't care about anyone, no matter how big or small the person was. If he could lock her in the freezing room for hours and also lock her in a white cell where she almost lost her sanity, then he was worse than the devil. And instead of loathing him so much for everything he had done to her, she was... Getting turned on by just hearing his deep voice and being close to him. What the hell was wrong with her? She didn't acknowledge when he stood up and started walking away until he paused in front of Munika who was sti
"Here, we have all the books you need," Carmencita informed as they stepped into the library. It was filled with books of all kinds. "All you have to do is search closely" "Wow, this is... This is surprising. It is bigger than I thought" "Yes. The Don loves it down here. He loves books and reads a lot too" Rosana was shocked and speechless. How was it possible that a man like Sergio loved to read books? She wondered. It sounded so absurd. He was a ruthless man who did nothing but kill and inflict pain on poor people. What business did he have to do with books? "I am sorry but I do not believe you" She walked off and started checking the books, shelf by shelf. "I understand but it is the truth, my dear. Sergio, your husband is a very intelligent man" "Of course, I know that. He is very intelligent in hurting and killing people. And oh... Little children too" Rosana picked a book from one of the shelves and stood to look at it. She wasn't really a book fan but she loved to read a
Carmencita had been right. She didn't know anything about her husband despite being married to him for three months. But how could she? They didn't even share the same bed and he was mostly away. Not that she cared about that. Sometimes she also wished he never returned.She only knew a few things about him and his family. He had a mother who didn't trust her and wanted her to leave at all costs and a Mistress whom she never met. Sergio was a ruthless Mafia Lord who was feared by everyone, including her. But what she still couldn't figure out was why he married her. He had never tried to lay with her and carry out the marital rites which was mostly done on the wedding night. Not that she wanted any of such. She was even grateful he never for once tried to have intercourse with her. But what was the main purpose of the marriage? Did he marry her just to keep her in the room, far away from the outside world?Men in the Mafia only got married because they wanted to acquire something. Ei
"My Lady, are you alright?" Viola asked once Rosana stomped into the room and bounced the door hard. She looked all red and angry."Yes, I am fine, Viola. Prepare my bath""It is all done, My Lady"She immediately took off her clothes and walked into the bathroom to take a shower. Viola noticed she was not looking okay. She was always sad and wore a gloomy look but this time was different. She was boiling in anger and it terrified her.That low-life godforsaken b#tch! Rosana muttered. She still could not believe Vicenta had raised a hand on her. And she retaliated pretty fast. She was never a viølent person. She couldn't even hurt a fly. But Vicenta had gotten so much on her nerves already. It didn't end there. She also slapped her across the cheek!What point was she even trying to make when she introduced herself as Sergio's Mistress? Why did she even feed her with her useless duties and how he could never do without her?Rosana never cared about whatever they did or didn't do. She