Alfonso Tommaso
Looking down at the woman I saved last week from death, I couldnāt help but wonder what exactly happened.The doctor had come to check her and ensure she was going to be okay. But it was almost a week already and he was getting worried.What could have happened to her was that she was lying in the middle of the road dressed up.It could be that she was hit, but the dress she was putting on and her jewelry clearly showed that she was a loaded lady, so why was she out by that time of the night? I couldnāt help but wonder.Sitting beside her bed lost in thought, I heard a small sound coming from beside him.I was stunned when I looked at the lady who was now awake and looking around, her gaze stopping at me looking at me with her emerald green eyes which held pain in them.Whatever must have happened to her earlier was definitely still affecting her.Looking closely at her examining her features, she clearly was beautiful with her natural face, more beautiful than when she caked her face.Her skin was a little bit pale and she had brown hair. She was pretty but she looked quite plain, but her green emerald eyes seem to make her beauty shine a little more. She was one of those girls that could model with a plain natural face and still look attractive.Closing her eyes she took a deep breath hiding those beautiful green eyes away from my view.ā Are you okay? ā I decided to ask.ā Am sorry ā she said weakly, coughing slightlyā Sorry, please, where am I? ā she asked softly. Looking around for a moment before zoning out.Looking at her I could guess that she was thinking about whatever had happened before, considering the pain radiating in her eyes.ā Sorry where my manners are, I havenāt thanked you for saving me Mrā¦. āTilting my head to the side, I bit the inside of my cheeks, to stop me from smiling.She was not serious right? Either she was definitely pulling my legs or her mind was still unsettled and in shock.There was no way she could not recognize me, Alfonso Tommaso I thought, before stretching my hand for a handshake.ā Alfonso Tommaso, ā I said.Taking my handshake offer, she put her hands into mine. I couldnāt help but admire how soft and delicate her hands looked and felt.ā And you are a signorina? ā I asked, pushing away my thoughts to the back of my head.ā Rose Alexander ā she answered, her hands still in mine.Looking up at me for a moment she raised her eyebrows ā Italian? ā she asked.Nodding my head to answer her question I said ā itās a pleasure to meet you signorinaā kissing the back of her hand slightly.Composing herself, she nodded her head coldly looking at me ā same ā she replied.Secretly smiling at the act of toughness she decided to put on. I was about to ask her about herself when a knock came from the door disturbing the nice conversation I was having with the beautiful lady in front of me.ā Accedere ā ( i.e enter) I said in a commanding tone.The doctor entered the room with his assistant and some tools, probably here for her daily check up again.Smiling respectfully he walked towards us bowing his head lightly greeting us, before asking his assistant to take the necessary things he needed.After the doctor had done all the necessary things and had prescribed all the medicine she needed he took his leave.Getting up I took the house phone and asked for breakfast to be delivered to us upstairs.Shortly after the maid entered the room with trays of breakfast for me and my guest.Silently they arranged the foods on the table, occasionally glancing at the lady in my room before bowing and taking their leave.ā Come let us have our breakfast ā I said, smiling gently towards her.She got up shaking her head ā I need to leave, I have urgent matters to attend to ā she said before looking down at herself, noticing she was just in an oversized t-shirt she quickly covered herself with her hands blushing.Gasping she glaring at me ā where are my clothes? What have you done to me? āShrugging my shoulders I walked towards the table our breakfast was on moving a chair to take my sit, crossing my legs ā tesore come have your breakfast before it gets cold āā I asked you a question, and how long have I been hereā she asked, her expression showing anger with a mix of confusion.ā About a week I think, ā I answered.ā Signorina comes to eat so you can have the strength to call your family and talk to them, they must be so worried. āWaving her hand dismissively ā No one's gonna worry about me ā she said coolly.ā Common Signorina thatās impossible āā Ahh! Shut up, you are so annoying as anyone ever told you that ā she snapped at me.ā Well not to my face ā I answered, smirking.She really was something, women normally adored me, kissed the path I walked on and treated me like a god.But she was definitely different as I can see my presence annoys her.ā Iām not hungry, so please give me my clothes. I would like to be on my way now, ā Rose said, breaking me out of my chain of thought.ā I donāt care, you still need to take something Signorina and thereās no argument in this, you just woke up you definitely must be weak right now ā I said, staring at her with an expression that says I meant what I had just said.ā You are so annoying, ā she said, gritting her teeth while looking at me.ā Well I wonāt say annoying, but if my kindness seems annoying to you then I guess we will leave it at that, but you are still eating the food ā I said looking at her.Chapter Eighty-EightAuthor's PovRose woke up one morning feeling incredibly unwell. Her head throbbed, and her stomach churned with nausea. She tried to push through the discomfort, hoping it would pass, but as the days went by, her symptoms only worsened.Concerned, Alfonso noticed her fatigue and constant unease. He gently urged her to visit the clinic for a check-up, hoping to find answers to her declining health. Reluctantly, Rose agreed, realizing that ignoring her symptoms wouldn't make them disappear.Alfonso accompanied Rose to the clinic, holding her hand tightly as they sat in the waiting room. Nervously, Rose fidgeted, her mind filled with worry about what could be wrong with her. Alfonso offered her a reassuring smile, providing comfort in his presence.Finally, the nurse called Rose's name, and she was led to an examination room. Dr. Thompson, a compassionate and attentive physician, listened carefully as Rose described her persistent discomfort. Concerned about the pos
Chapter Eighty-SevenAuthor's PovSelena sat on the court seat, watching as the last remnants of the battle faded away. The once-fierce clash had finally come to an end. It had been a long and arduous journey, filled with challenges and sacrifices, but victory had been achieved. A sense of relief washed over her, like a soothing balm on her weary soul.As the dust settled, Selena took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the sweet scent of freedom. The weight of responsibility that had burdened her for so long lifted, bringing a sense of lightness that she hadn't felt in what seemed like ages. With a smile on her face, she knew that her days of constant stress and worry were finally coming to a close.With the battle behind her, Selena returned home to find solace in the arms of her loved ones. She reveled in the warmth of their embraces, feeling the safety and security that had eluded her during the fight. Their unconditional support lifted her spirits, allowing her to fully immerse
Chapter Eighty-SixAuthor's PovIn the small, cold jail cell, Mr. Matteo sat alone on his narrow cot, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts and memories. The sound of silence enveloped him, giving him the space to reflect on how he had ended up in this place.As he stared at the bare walls, Matteo's eyesight transcended the physical, and he found himself gazing deep into his own past. He recalled a time when he was a young, ambitious man, driven by dreams of success, fame, and fortune. He had believed that wealth and power would bring him happiness, but little did he know that his pursuit would consume him and eventually lead him here, to this prison cell.Matteoās path to this point had been filled with misguided decisions, unethical actions, and a gradual detachment from his values. He had been blinded by greed, stepping over boundaries that he never thought he would cross. Each step away from his true self pushed him further down a treacherous path, one that ultimately led to his downfa
Chapter Eighty-FiveAuthor's PovIn the midst of a world swirling with danger, Rose and her husband Alfonso decided to seize a moment of respite, gathering their closest allies to revel in their hard-earned triumph. The time had come to celebrate the downfall of their enemies.Word spread like wildfire through their vast network, reaching every corner of the clandestine underworld. The illustrious couple that had risen from the depths of despair was hosting an extravagant party, shrouded in opulence and secrecy.Preparations were made meticulously, as Rose and Alfonso spared no expense in ensuring every detail reflected their newfound power and dominance. The grand ballroom of their sprawling estate was transformed into a dazzling spectacle, adorned with exquisite floral arrangements, shimmering chandeliers, and an abundance of decadent delicacies.As the evening arrived, guests began to arrive, each bearing a sense of awe and admiration for the duo, who had defied all odds. Dressed i
Chapter Eighty-fourAuthor's PovRyan's impatience had germinated into a dangerous obsession. He was convinced that Mr. Matteo's plan to eliminate Rose was too slow, and his desperation pushed him towards a dark decision. In a moment of reckless impatience, he resolved to take matters into his own hands.As Rose left for her routine coffee break one sunny afternoon, Ryan stealthily trailed behind her, consumed by thoughts of how he could end her life and rid himself of the constant torment. His mind was clouded, and he failed to notice the signs that he was being watched.Unbeknownst to Ryan, Paul, a loyal accomplice of Mr. Matteo, had suspected his impatience. Paul had spent years cultivating a network of alliesāindividuals indebted to the family and devoted to their protection. His intuition told him that Ryan's impulsive nature could lead to disastrous consequences.As Ryan approached the secluded cafĆ©, his heart raced with anticipation. His hand trembled as he tightened his grip a
Chapter Eighty-ThreeAuthor's PovAlfonso stood at the entrance of Rico's art studio with a determined look on his face. He had a plan brewing in his mind and knew just the right people to execute it. Rose, his dear wife, had been grappling with the overwhelming weight of the media and her relentless enemy. Alfonso believed that she deserved a break, a day of pure joy and laughter. And he knew exactly who could make that happen.He knocked on the door, and his mother greeted him with a warm smile. "Alfonso, dear, what brings you here today?"With a gleam in his eyes, Alfonso replied, "Ma, I need your help. I want to organize a day for Rose where she can forget about all her worries and just enjoy herself. Will you and Rico join me?"Mrs. Tommaso's eyes lit up with excitement. "Oh, Alfonso, what a wonderful idea! Rico and I have been so concerned about Rose. We'd be more than happy to help."Alfonso beamed, grateful for their willingness to support his plan. "Fantastic! Let's plan a da