Placing the spoon aside and folding my arms on the table, I leaned forward to keep my word."OK, if you don't want to have anything, that's fine. But I won't have breakfast alone; I don't like eating by myself. I was raised in an orphanage where all the kids used to eat together, so I am used to sharing meals with others." I stated when I was dying out of hunger.Mentally, I prayed for him to change his mind and have the food but he didn't respond. I gulped hard; if he didn't have anything, then I was not sure about him but I would die of hunger.And then it clicked in! His trigger point. I knew I was playing with fire, something I wasn't particularly skilled at, but I felt like I had no other choice but to break through the walls he had built around himself, and the best way to do it was by attacking his weakness.With a determined smile hidden behind my calm exterior, I picked up the plate of breakfast once again, which caught his attention as I could see one of his twitches."Since
He pressed his lips against mine so tightly that I couldn't move them. It was quite clear that he wanted to stop me from saying that word. After what felt like an eternity, he finally pulled his lips away, but his face was still inches from mine. The intensity in his eyes was almost overwhelming, and I could feel the warmth of his breath on my skin. "Don't say such words or I will kiss you until your lips swell and you can't move them to say anything," he murmured against my lips. I was taken aback by his words, a mix of surprise and delight washing over me. But I was glad that finally he decided to break his silence only to threaten me and for the first time, his warning felt sweet. My heart flushed with emotion, realizing that his way of caring was completely different from anyone I had known before. He may not have expressed it in conventional ways, but his actions spoke volumes. Unconsciously, I started chewing on my lower lip, a habit I had whenever I was feeling overwhel
Roseline's POVI was awestruck when his car stopped in front of his company. I could neither gulp nor blink as I stared at the colossal structure before me. The building was so immense that my eyes couldn't even reach its peak. It exuded an air of grandeur and prosperity that left me feeling small and insignificant in comparison.I could not even imagine earning so much money in my entire life. There is no doubt that he could buy anyone on this earth with just a flick of his finger. "Don't be too overwhelmed," he said, his voice reassuring. "Everyone starts somewhere, and success is never without its challenges."His words snapped me out of my world, and I felt my cheeks turning red at the realization that he had caught me staring at his building as if I had never seen such a magnificent structure before."Shall we?" he asked, breaking the awkward moment, and I nodded in response.As the driver opened the door, we stepped out, and I followed him closely, like his shadow. Upon enter
Roseline's POVThe man who entered seemed surprised to find me there, and his eyes immediately glanced at the photograph I was just about to pick up.Feeling an inexplicable fear, I shivered slightly and stood up slowly, my feet wobbly and my head going dizzy. "Who are you?" he demanded as he stepped inside. "And how dare you enter the boss' cabin when he is not here? Not to mention touching his things!""I..." I don't know why I was feeling so scared of him that nothing came out of my mouth. I tried to speak, but fear seemed to choke my words, leaving me speechless.His presence made my head spin, clouding my thoughts and making it difficult to think clearly."Ah, I understand now," he said, tilting his head. "You must be one of those new interns they recently hired, right?""No, actually...""I got you," he interrupted before I could even say something, "but you know what? Your tricks are not going to work here. I could clearly understand why are you here. I know girls like you."
Roseline's POVMy body froze for a second when he engulfed me in a tight hug. It came totally unexpectedly. I couldn't believe that he did it. Before this, he had always touched me this way only if he needed my body, only seeking physical satisfaction from it, only when he desired it. But today, everything felt different.The hug was not for him or for his satisfaction, but it was for me—to comfort me, to make me feel protected, to assure me that I was not alone. As he held me close, my ear pressing against his chest, I could hear his heart pounding loudly. His heart never thumps so loudly, even in the most intimate moments. It surprised me to realize that he was scared too, perhaps frightened by the intensity of my emotions or scared for me to do something in the confinement of the four walls. His vulnerability softened my heart even more, and the floodgates of my tears opened again, and I started crying hysterically. My sobs were silenced by his chest a bit, and my fists tightly
Roseline's POV"I was tortured," I managed to say amidst my sobs, the words barely coming out of my lips as my emotions took a toll on me.His body froze, and a mixture of shock, anger, and sadness crossed his face. He seemed to struggle with finding the right words to respond"For two years," I managed to say anyhow while he gave me time."I... I..." I tried to continue, but my emotions were choking my words.Finally, after a moment of gathering courage, I continued,"Could you see these tattoos?" I moved the sleeves a bit up.I showed him the tattoo of stars on my wrist and his attention shifted to where I was pointing."This black ink hides the dark days of my life," I said softly, my voice trembling with emotion as my eyes dropped down to the tattoos.He didn't say anything, allowing me to pour out my feelings without interruption.I am sure he must have noticed them before as well but you never asked me. Perhaps taking them as normal tattoos."Sister Mary did this for me, taking
"Don't you remember anyone else than your parents?" I looked up at him and he licked his tongue as if he were expecting me to remember someone and tell him about that.My eyebrows drew together in confusion as I gulped and tried to remember someone."I mean maybe your siblings, friend, classmate, or someone else," he asked."No, I don't. I barely remember my parents, the one who gave me life and was with me all the time. How could I remember anyone else?" I breathed out "And as much as I remember, I was a single child of my parents," I told him.As I poured my heart out, his hand that had been resting on my knees all the time moved away, and I felt his reassuring palms on my shoulders, squeezing them lightly. He was now standing in front of me."He ruined everything, Vincenzo," I cried, my voice choked with pain while his hand remained on my shoulder "Because of him, I lost my entire childhood, my teenage years, and my parents. I can never get any of it back."Vincenzo's arms moved to
Roseline's POV"My Rose, she truly defined her name, soft and beautiful inside out." His eyes shone brighter than I had ever seen as he started telling me his part of the story.He drew a deep breath as he savored the taste of the caramel that I just shared with him. His eyes fixated on the front wall as he took a trip down memory lane, back to the days when his love story with Rose began. "I used to stay at a hostel near her house. I was around eleven years old when one day I got scolded by a teacher for not completing my homework, After that, even my parents scolded me because I was their only child and they had so many expectations from me that I was always burdened under their expectations. Feeling upset, I went to a nearby field and started crying. I was quite foolish back then, and I used to cry about everything. I didn't have control over my emotions back then.His emotions were evident as he recalled those tender moments from his past, and he continued, "I was sobbing uncon