Chapter FiftyAuthor's PovAlfonso sat by the window, watching the sun set and casting a warm golden glow across the room. As he gazed out into the world, his thoughts turned to Rose. A smile played on his lips as memories of their journey together flooded his mind.It had only been a few months since Alfonso had met Rose, and he couldn't help but marvel at the way she had brightened his life. From the moment they crossed paths, Alfonso knew that he had found someone special—someone who brought a radiant light into his world.Rose had a way of making the ordinary extraordinary. Her laughter was infectious, and her smile could melt even the coldest of hearts. She had a warmth about her that made Alfonso feel like he was wrapped in a cozy blanket on a chilly winter's night.Thinking back to their early days, Alfonso remembered how Rose had effortlessly woven herself into his family, especially his mother. The bond between them had grown stronger over time, and Alfonso marveled at the in
Chapter Fifty-OneAuthor's PovAlfonso found himself seeking solace in the presence of his best friend, Picasso. He was frustrated, and right now it seems like whatever he was doing to make Rose fall in love with him was hopeless.It had been a whirlwind of emotions as the end of the contractual marriage with Rose drew near. He needed someone to confide in, someone who would understand his desperate desire to keep her in his life.They sat together on a cozy terrace, overlooking a bustling city below. Alfonso took a deep breath before sharing his recent idea with Picasso. He knew it was unconventional, but he believed it might be their best option to ensure Rose stayed with him after their contract expired."Picasso," Alfonso began, his voice tinged with both vulnerability and determination, "I've been thinking deeply about what lies ahead when our contract with Rose comes to an end. I've grown to care for her deeply, and the thought of losing her is unbearable."Picasso looked at his
Chapter Fifty-twoAuthor's Pov Alfonso had always admired Rose's elegance and grace, and as their contractual marriage drew to a close, he wanted to show the world just how much she meant to him. So he made arrangements to take her to a prestigious high society dinner party hosted by one of his business associates.As the evening approached, Rose couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. She knew this event would be a grand affair, filled with influential individuals and socialites. Alfonso assured her that she would be the belle of the ball, and he couldn't wait to introduce her as his beloved wife tonight, as he would make it easier for them later.When the night arrived, Rose adorned herself in a breathtaking red gown, knowing it would complement her eyes and make her stand out amongst the crowd. The dress revealed a tasteful and alluring backless design, adding a touch of sophistication to her ensemble.As they entered the lavishly decorated ballroom, Rose could
Chapter Fifty-ThreeAuthor's PovAlfonso's heart sank as he watched his wife, Rose, stumble out of the vehicle they boarded. Her laughter was louder than usual, and her steps were unsteady as she made her way towards the waiting car."Rose, darling, are you alright?" Alfonso asked, his voice filled with concern. He hurriedly caught up with her, wrapping his arm around her waist to steady her.With a mischievous glint in her eyes, Rose turned to Alfonso, her words slightly slurred. "I've had a bit too much to drink, my love," she said, her voice sultry. "But I'm feeling quite adventurous."Alfonso's heart skipped a beat as the word left her mouth before his eyebrows furrowed, unsure of what Rose meant by "adventurous." He knew she was intoxicated, but he didn't expect her to behave so boldly.As they entered the house, Rose inched closer to Alfonso, her fingers lightly grazing his thigh. "You know," she whispered into his ear, her breath warm against his skin, "we don't have to end the
Chapter Fifty-fourAuthor's PovRose's heart raced as she prepared to meet her uncle Matteo, the man who had caused her immense pain and suffering in the past. She had kept this meeting from her husband, Alfonso, fearing it would reopen old wounds and threaten the trust they had built.With a mix of apprehension and determination, Rose arrived at the agreed-upon location. Tall, imposing buildings surrounded her, creating an eerie atmosphere that mirrored the emotions swirling within her. Matteo stood there, his eyes dark and filled with sinister intent."Rose," he smirked, his voice laced with malice. "How lovely of you to join me after all these months. I trust you've come to settle our unfinished business."Rose straightened her back, summoning all of her strength. "I'm here to confront you, Uncle Matteo," she said firmly, her voice steady despite the tremor in her hands. "You may have tried to destroy me, but I won't let you thrive on my fears any longer."Matteo laughed cruelly, e
Chapter Fifty-FiveAuthor's PovRose's heart raced as she stumbled through the dimly lit alleyway, her breath coming in ragged gasps. It had been hours since she managed to escape the clutches of her sadistic uncle, Matteo, who had kept her hidden away, intent on ending her life again.But her freedom was short-lived, as fate dealt her another cruel blow.As she rounded a corner, Rose collided with a tall, menacing figure dressed in dark attire. Before she could react, strong hands grabbed her wrists, imprisoning her in an iron grip. Panic surged through her veins as she found herself face to face with another huge figure with maliciously darj eyes and a smirk; he looked like a drug Lord and not just anyone, one who was notorious on a tier one level for notorious involvement in the despicable underground world of human trafficking."Gotcha, you little runaway!" the man sneered, his voice dripping with malevolence. "You're worth quite a fortune, my dear. There are plenty of sick indivi
Chapter Fifty-SixAuthor's PovBack a few days agoAlfonso's heart raced as he entered their dimly lit mansion. The emptiness that greeted him sent chills down his spine, a foreboding feeling creeping over him like an unwelcome guest. He called out for Rose, but his voice echoed through the vacant rooms, unanswered.Panic consumed him as he retraced every step, desperately searching for any clue to her whereabouts. Fear and worry twisted in his gut, his mind racing with unimaginable possibilities. How could Rose suddenly vanish without a trace? Surely something wasn't right; she was supposed to be back from work by now.He picked up his phone, sliding his fingers across the screen. It was late in the evening, with the time reading X: XXpm. Worry began to creep slowly across his body. He had arrived home late because he had extra stuff to deal with at work.He had called to inform her that he wouldn't make it for dinner on time, but her phone kept sending him straight to voicemail.Hou
Chapter Fifty-SevenAuthor's PovFor days, Alfonso had been consumed by grief and worry. His beloved wife, Rose, had disappeared without a trace, leaving him in a state of confusion and despair. He scoured the city, plastering missing person posters on every lamppost, determined to find any clue to her whereabouts. He was going crazy because he couldn't find her in the tunnel.On one fateful day, as Alfonso wandered through the bustling streets, his tired eyes gave up on him due to the amount of stress he had passed his body through.He had opened his eyes to a white cell on a hospital bed. He groaned slightly at the intense headache he felt. But he needed to stay strong and out there in case he got any information on Rose's whereabouts.They were now extending their search to Brazil after getting information that Matteo did a load of trades here. He immediately asked for his discharge.He was wondering across the hospital courtyard when he caught a glimpse of a familiar face. It was