INICIAR SESIÓNNicholas gave her a dry look. "Then tell them I'm your very strict older cousin." Rose laughed. "That will make it worse." "Why?" "Because now they'll think I have a handsome rich cousin who comes to pick me up from school." Nicholas shook his head. "You talk too much." Rose smiled. "You're onl
The weekend passed without any serious events, other than the fact that Rose turned off her cellphone just to avoid any phone calls from anyone, including Alex. Strangely, she wasn't truly angry with him. At least, not because of what he had done in the underworld. What hurt her was that he had kep
The drive away from the warehouse was unusually quiet. Eric kept his attention on the road while Rose sat in the back seat, staring through the window without really seeing anything outside. The city passed by in a blur of lights and buildings, but her mind remained trapped in the warehouse she had
For a moment, neither Rose nor Alex moved. The warehouse remained unnaturally quiet, and even the men inside seemed to understand that whatever had just happened between the two of them was more important than anything else in the room. Alex slowly lowered the gun in his hand and handed it to on
Rose carefully looked inside and what she saw made her breath catch. Alex stood in the middle of a large warehouse, surrounded by numerous men. The atmosphere inside was completely different from the polished world Rose knew. The concrete floor was bare, heavy crates were stacked along one side of
--- The journey took longer than Rose expected. The city gradually disappeared behind them as Eric followed the directions written on the note. Rose remained unusually quiet. She felt a bit nervous because she was heading toward a location someone had deliberately given her because they believ
The next day, Rose sat in the sunroom with Anne, sipping tea while flipping through an old book she had pulled from the family’s extensive library. The warm golden light streamed through the glass walls, casting soft shadows across the polished floor. Anne, ever the poised and graceful matriarch,
The car came to a smooth stop in front of a modern, stylish building with neon accents and a sleek black-and-gold sign that read The Luxe Lounge. It had a mix of a high-end arcade, a private club, and a casual dining area—clearly designed for the elite high school crowd looking for entertainment.
After finishing their meal at the restaurant, Rose had assumed that the incident with Margaret would prompt Karen to cut their day short. But she quickly realized how wrong she was. Despite Rose’s gentle protests and tired attempts at persuasion, Karen was unrelenting—dragging her from one boutique
Later that evening, Rose wandered through the grand hallways of the Anderson estate, her footsteps light against the polished floors. She wasn’t sure what had compelled her to leave the comfort of her room, but something about the quiet atmosphere of the night made her restless. Before she knew it







