LOGINRose on the other hand, remained where she was, composed, her posture relaxed in a way that didn’t match the situation at all. Beside her, Alissa sat stiffly, still shaken. Her hands were clenched together, but she leaned ever so slightly toward Rose, as if grounding herself in her presence. A f
The ropes fell away from Rose and Alissa's wrists with a soft thud against the cold concrete floor. For a brief second, the entire warehouse seemed to go still. Zane stood a few steps away, one hand tucked into his pocket, the other loosely gesturing as his men stepped back after obeying his order.
The door opened and both girls turned to the direction. Rose’s head lifted slightly at the sound. Her eyes immediately locked onto the new figure stepping in. And for the first time since she woke up, she paused. Cobra on the other hand froze, then his eyes widened slightly. “…You’ve got to be kidd
If Rose had been there, she would have recognized them instantly. Cobra. Byron. Fury. The same loan shark gangster she had once paid off to leave Maya alone. Cobra did stop walking until he got to where Zane was standing. “Zane,” he greeted, his tone casual. “Didn’t think you’d still be working out
The warehouse had grown quieter as the night stretched into morning. The kind of silence that pressed against your ears and made every small sound feel louder than it should. Rose, her head slightly lowered, strands of her hair falling across her face. From the outside, she looked still, but her mi
Across the city, inside the top floor of Anderson Corporation, Julian was in the middle of a meeting when his phone rang. He almost ignored it, until he saw Nicholas’s name. He frowned slightly before he picked up immediately. “What is it?” “Rose is missing.” The words were simple, but they land
The ride was silent at first. Inside the car, the hum of the engine filled the quiet that neither Rose nor Luthor seemed eager to break. Evelyn sat at the back beside Rose, her posture stiff, eyes focused on the passing city outside. Halfway through the drive, Rose spoke quietly, “Brother Luthor,
The morning sunlight spilled gently through the glass walls of the Manor, scattering soft reflections over the polished marble floors. Rose sat on the edge of her bed, towel wrapped around her head as she stared at her ringing phone. The name flashing across the screen made her sigh — William Gray.
She didn’t waste time browsing aimlessly. Rose had a specific goal in mind. With the help of the attendant, she chose a chic but subtle outfit — something elegant enough to draw respect, but plain enough not to draw unnecessary attention. She added a few accessories, heels, and then paused when some
Three days later, the afternoon sun shimmered lazily across the parking lot in front of Simon’s school. Rose’s newly McLaren car gleamed under the light, an elegant yet commanding presence among the modest cars lined up along the street. Inside, Rose rested her arm casually against the window as s







