Poison Vows

PrologueIn love many people marry for love, fame, money or because they were forced to marry by their families, like in Rosalie and Roman’s case.Roman’s phone began ringing waking Rosalie from her slumber, she tried to turn only to find herself wrapped in Roman’s arms, she had fallen asleep in Roman’s bed!!How did she end up here? She slowly rose from his bed and walked out of the room before Roman woke. Rosalie couldn’t stop the memory of the previous night from coming, she blushed when she remembered what happened the night before. It had been her first time. Roman and her had been married for four months and this was the first time they’ve been intimate. And she fled to her room before he could wake up and tell her off.Rosalie’ actions and his phone ringing woke Roman.His head was throbbing, and his mouth was dry.As he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Rosalie slipping out of his room. Even though it was just a snippet her could clearly see her naked skin. She’d

Chapter 2A month after the wedding Roman had a meeting with two men and Rosalie’s sister Elena. The woman was more ruthless than he was, he marveled at the thought of her and Rosalie being raised together. The two looked nothing alike. He still wanted to know why his bride was hidden away, he hadn’t even known the Bianchi family had two daughters’ until Elena made the suggestion two months ago. She promised a mafia queen. One look at Rosalie told him she didn’t know one thing about being a wife to a Don. She screamed virgin. She screamed never been kissed; it was why he opted to kiss her cheek instead of her lips at the wedding a month ago. He’s also left his new wife to wilt in her room. She’d only made appearances at dinner and when her cousin came to visit. If he be worried about a man visiting his wife daily if he didn’t know Aristide Bianchi was married to a beautiful Italian, American woman Katerina. Roman was at their wedding five years ago, they had three boys, triplets.He

Chapter 4The humid Sicilian air hung heavy with the scent of salt and something darker, something clawed at her gut, she knew she was close to betraying her love.Selena walked into the bar, her nose curled up as the scent of stale beer and old pee hit her nose. It smelt like it clung to the walls for dear life and no amount of cleaning would ever take the smell away.Selena, Roman’s mistress before he married Rosalie, walked up to a worn velvet stool in the dimly lit bar, she didn’t even want to sit on the stool in fear of the smell clinging to her clothes, she was prepared to throw the dress away as soon as she got home.American country music played in the background; the bar resembled a country bar like they did in the American movies Selena watched with her sister. The bar didn’t have any cameras or windows for their customers who didn’t want others knowing what they were doing inside the bar. This bar was outside of the Moretti family territory. She couldn’t have Roman find ou

Chapter 6The air in Roman's office felt thick with unspoken threats, a suffocating blanket woven from power and intimidation. Rosalie, however, felt a strange sense of calm settle over her. The initial shock of the violence she had witnessed had given way to a chilling resolve. Seeing Roman and Ari go face to face had given her the answer she needed. She hadn’t realized how deep she was until this very moment. She didn’t realize the other side of the world she’d created. She knew many people were looking for her. She also knew if the wrong people found out about her, she’d be dead in seconds.She had glimpsed the underbelly of this world, and it had not broken her; instead, it had ignited something within her, a spark of defiance that burned brighter than the fear. She was inspired to go further, push further than she had before.“Where have you been Rosalie? You just walked out of the house without saying a damn word to anyone here...” Roman's words, sent a shiver down her spine.

Chapter 8Rosalie smiled when she was called down to dinner.She sat right beside Roman, her action even surprised Roman and the rest of the family.Roman’s mother watched her in suspicion. Roman’s own mother, a formidable woman who had reigned over the Moretti household for decades, watched Rosalie with a mixture of curiosity and scepticism. Donna Emilia, a woman whose word carried the weight of law within the family, was known for her sharp wit and even sharper judgment. She saw through Rosalie's carefully constructed façade, recognizing the intelligence lurking beneath the surface, a spark of rebellion that echoed her own youth. However, Emilia saw this as something that needed to be controlled rather than something to be feared.Their interactions were tense, subtle skirmishes fought with sharp words and carefully veiled challenges. Rosalie’s silence and the way she watched everyone around the dinner table her seemingly innocent façade, she didn’t fall for it.This suspicion, thi