Just so you know, since Rosalia's real name is Serena, Damien obviously calls her that in his mind. To her, she's Rosalia until she regains her memory but to him, she's Serena. Thank you for reading!
Rosalia Twin? Twin? Fucking Twin? I have a Twin sister? Why the hell is my life so complicated?! Just a few hours ago, I learnt I have an older brother, now I have a twin too? Slowly digesting that bombshell of information, I waited for him to continue. "Your twin sister is Chester's pawn and would do anything against you too. That bitch actually came to replace you after your accident but don't I know my own wife?" His hand tightened further on my waist. What the hell! My twin actually coveted my husband? She's a bitch indeed and I hope she isn't alive because I'll kill her myself if she is. But what I don't get is why my sister would hate Alesso and I to the extent of helping another person to kill us. Isn't that twisted? I was going to ask more about that supposed twin but Damien squeezed my waist again "I don't want to talk about her right now or I might be tempted to commit murder"I'll drop the question for now and ask later. "What about my brother then, why do you not li
Rosalia As expected, my King of hell was sitting wide legged in the almost dark living room like the King he was. He didn't even bother turning on the light to brighten the room, he sat there in the shadows like he belonged there. Maria was nowhere to be seen, she must be sleeping and Ruby was snuggling against his leg. The cat really likes him. When I entered the living room, his eyes moved to mine then moved down my body as if checking for any abnormalities. When he was satisfied with his observation, his raging eyes calmed. I switched on the light so the living room would stop looking creepy. I don't know how he managed to sit comfortably in the dark. "Come here" His voice was raspy, a command that left no room for argument. Not like I was planning to disobey anyway. I moved to stand in front of him and wondered what he was trying to do. His eyes watched me for a while before one of his hands reached out for mine and tugged. I fell into his lap with a yelp. He kept me firmly
Rosalia Nana? He called me Nana? That voice and that name stirred something deep within me. Something I could not place my hands on but I knew without a shadow of doubt that this giant of a man right here, was my brother. I don't know how I knew but I just knew it. So I just "Br-Brother?" His eyes widened a fraction before it lifted into a smile. "Even without your memories, you know who I am? I'm flattered" His voice was very familiar. It was like something I had heard a long time ago from a faraway place. Somewhere that felt like home. "I just took a guess since we look alike" He nodded then I asked what was baffling me "If you are my brother, why do you need to sneak around to meet me? Why didn't you find me all these while?" If he knew who I was and where i was, why didn't he come to me?He sighed "Nana, this isn't as simple as you think it is. Chester-" He took a deep breath like saying the name had pained him. "Chester isn't dead yet and until I find him and make him pay fo
Rosalia Finally, I was going to pack some of my stuff in my old apartment after almost two months of leaving there. After I had run off from his room last night, Damien had followed and came to sleep with us in Maria's room and this morning when he was leaving for work, I had asked if I could go to my old apartment. Surprisingly he agreed and that too without me trying to convince him. I had prepared for an argument in order to get him to agree but seeing him giving me an easy pass, I was disappointed. He had been behaving strangely this morning. "Do you have anywhere else you'll like to go while we drop by the old place?" Rob asked, he was sitting in the shotgun and now facing me. I glanced at him then wondered if there was any place I could visit but I came up with nothing. I just want to go back home to accompany Maria. "No" I then turned my attention back outside the window. "Figures, you never had a hobby when you were living outside, just going to work and back home. You d
Rosalia I watched quietly, trying not to grimace as my husband removed the dressing on his wound and remade it. He was so expert at it that it was a clear indication he gets hurt often and does the dressing himself. I'm not sure that's a good thing. He was very stubborn. I knew he was stubborn but I hadn't realised it until today when I had to fight him not to go to work or whatever he does is called but he refused to listen. He went after giving me a bullcrap of a story then now he returned with his injury bleeding. Serves him right. Deciding not to focus on the injury, I watched his exposed upper body as it flexed with his actions of wrapping the bandage around his stomach. He was super ripped but that was now covered by the bandage unfortunately. I had snuck a glance at his muscular frame many times when he wasn't looking and I had always controlled myself not to droll. I already knew I was going to love feeling his body with my hands and maybe mouth when he let me. Perhaps I c
Damien "No princess, she was playing with me" I clarified to the almost startled girl. But even with my soft tone, she didn't seem to believe me with the way she looked between us but she nodded eventually. Smart girl!Serena snorted which made me grin, then she rolled her eyes. "Come here baby, let me carry you up, your daddy is hurt so he can't carry you for long" She said to Maria, already reaching out for her. I moved from her reach. The injury wasn't so severe that I couldn't carry Maria who weighed literally nothing. But Serena behaves like I've been run over by a truck and now fragile. "I can manage on my own" She frowned but I didn't mind her as I started climbing the stairs. I heard her footsteps coming after me. "Your injury is still healing, you should avoid heavy weight" I couldn't resist laughing at her words. "I promise, I'm fine. The injury is nothing and I can even carry you to show that I'm very much stronger than you thought. You are just being paranoid" I glanc