Chapter-7

Author Pov

Rose sighed heavily pulling her knees to her chest tightly hugging them. She placed her cheek on her knees turning her face to the window looking at the bright moon which had slight clouds surrounding it.

Her mind went back to what happened the moment she told him to expect anything but not her love. She thought he wouldn't give a damn about it and will carry on his barbaric act but instead, he left her body completely and left the room.

Rose stayed in his room for some time but when he didn't come back she decided to go back to her room. Gathering her ripped-up dress she walked back to her room.

She changed her clothes and didn't throw the ripped dress away. She knitted it back. Even though it wasn't looking like before but still she did her best to hide the ripped part by sewing it.

She was upset not because he ripped the dress instead she was upset about tearing the dress that was really important to her. Valerie gifted this dress to her on her 20th birthday. Even though she thanked Valerie dryly but still she felt happy seeing the importance she has in Maria's and Valerie's life.

She wasn't sure of what that man wanted. Wasn't her body the thing he ever wanted? Then why did he look so upset and angered hearing her words? 

Rose shook away the thoughts and decided to let the sleep reach her. She didn't even eat her dinner because of him. And after all the things that happened she had left no appetite.

Meanwhile

"Fanculo!" Rafael cursed beating the punching bag like a mad man. (-Fuck)

I can give you anything but not my love.

That damned voice. That soft voice spitting poisonous words was messing up his sanity. Why? Why the fuck does she have such a stone heart? How can say those words without showing a bit of emotion?

What is that he doesn't have? Looks, money, he didn't even disrespect her dignity yet as well. Then why? Why can't she give him her heart? When she should.

She should love him. He's her master. The man who owns her means he should own her everything. Her soul, body, even her heart. Her everything is his possession then how dare she say she can't love him!

His last punch was extremely hard which resulted in the boxing bag to ripped up. He glared at the shredded part and kicked the destroyed bag for the last time.

He let his body fall on the floor as he laid on it with his eyes fixed on the dark ceiling of the gym. After leaving her he came straight to the gym room in his mansion. He wanted nothing more than to vent his anger out.

"Che cosa siete? Perché sei così?" He whispered staring blankly at the ceiling. (-What are you? Why are you like this?)

Her emotionless grey eyes suddenly appeared before his vision. Her beautiful cold face flashed before his eyes. There was something different about her. That much coldness yet innocence he hadn't witnessed before in any of his women.

He indeed had a full plan on taking her tonight but the moment those words left her lips he knew he had lost interest and the mood. Her words hit somewhere where no one ever dared to strike at him.

The woman before her used to confess to him right after or before the nightstand. Even though he knew very well those words were just because of his money and looks but still he never minded as it used to give him unasked satisfaction.

But this time it was such a blow on his ego. He knew sooner or later he will have her but he decided to observe her first. He felt like he was challenged by her words. She challenged him to make her love him.

And he wants to fulfill that challenge. Might not love but he will make sure to make her at least like him. He smirked staring at the ceiling with dire thoughts invading his mind.

Morning came and Rose woke up, as usual, went to prepare his clothes but as soon as she entered his room she had to drop her eyes down because of the unpleasant view in front of her. 

Rafael was standing in the middle of the room only in a towel. It seemed like he had taken a fresh shower. 

"Good morning master." She mumbled earning a soft hum from him. 

She made her way to his wardrobe she could feel his intense burning gaze fixed on her but ignoring it she made her way into the vast wardrobe and started grabbing the clothes.

She grabbed his folded shirt and decided to ion it before giving him. Before she could close the wardrobe two large arms got wrapped around her waist along with a hard chest being collided with her back.

"Fiore." He whispered burying his face in her crook. Rose clutched his shirt in her hand feeling his wet hairs brushing against her warm skin.

"Hai sbagliato di nuovo, Fiore." He whispered kissing her neckline. She gulped frowning at what mistake she did. (-You again did a mistake flower)

"Don't ever fold my shirts again. Hang them too along with my pants and coats." He mumbled making her sigh.

But before she knew anything her fragile body was turned around with one swing. Her back hit the wardrobe door as he shut off it pinning her against it. He leaned his face down to her level staring in her grey blank eyes.

"Ti meriti una punizione." With that, his lips came crashing against hers. She instantly shut her eyes off gripping his shirt tightly in her hand. (-You deserve a Punishment)

The back of her head got pressed against the wardrobe at the force of the kiss. He indeed gave her a punishing kiss. His arm wrapped around her waist giving a light squeeze on it earning a small gasp from her. Taking an advantage he entered his tongue in her mouth devouring it to his fullest.

After having his full time in ruining her lips he pulled away resting his forehead against hers. 

"Fanculo!" He cursed under his breath loving the way her lips fit against his.

He was never fond of morning kisses but maybe if her lips will be the first thing he will feast upon in the morning then he doesn't mind. Her beautiful flush face was revealed before his eyes.

He loved everything about this kiss. Her lips, and the view after the kiss. Damn, he wouldn't mind doing it every day. And that's what he decided. 

"You will give me morning kisses every day like this." He commanded her making her open her eyes. She looked into his eyes and nodded her head.

"Yes, master." He smirked suddenly giving a slight tug on her waist engulfing her in a tight hug.

She had to tiptoe to match his height. She did nothing only stayed numb and frozen in his arms. Even his warm hug did nothing to melt her away or scare her. She was standing emotionlessly.

"Tonight we have a party to attend. I will send a dress for you. Be ready on time."

Despair coming my way again. Will there be any end?

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