ROSALINEThe following week went well. At least, maybe I should say better than I expected then. Alexei actually listened to me and didn't do much heavy work that could cause damages to his wound. He also granted me my request for more nutrients for my mother.I could now say that were closer to becoming friends. But my attraction towards him didn't wither one bit. And it was choking and frustrating. Today I was busy sweeping the floor of the living room when someone walked in. "Good afternoon, Rose!"It was Yeka. I looked up to wake at her but instead I was greeted with a warm hug. It made me miss Lisa."Good morning, Yeka. You look good," I said to her when she pulled away. She giggled and flipped her blonde hair that was in a ponytail. She was dressed in black leather pants and a black leather jacket with a black crop top underneath. She even paired the whole outfit with black leather boots.She was hot and she knew it. I could never pull it off."Where's that grumpy man?" she a
ROSALINEI was dressed in a carton brown body con dress. It was floor length and had two spaghetti straps. I was glad it was padded so I wouldn't need to wear a bra and keep checking my breasts every now and then.I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled at my reflection. I paired it with a pair of black heels and wore a simple diamond necklace and earrings.I wore clean makeup and chose to use gloss instead of lipstick. I let my curly hair loose to hang around my waist in full volume and grinned at how I looked.Once in a blue moon, I would appreciate my beauty. That's because I rarely felt beautiful. Every time I looked in the mirror, I would remember those scars and the torture."He'll just leave when he sees them," I sighed and smoothened the dress with my hand. There was a knock on the door. "Come in," I said as I grabbed my black clutch and putting my phone in it."Boss is waiting for you downstairs," it was Igor.I turned to look at him. "Before you leave, how do I look?" I
ROSALINEI should have had a glass of wine. Wine always helps me endure stressful things. It was a habit I picked up from my mom, I think. I used to see her pour herself a glass of her favorite Italian wine before going to have an argument with my dad. She used to joke that it was like preparing for battle.At the end, she would come out victorious. And if she didn't, she wouldn't be moved. But not once have I ever seen my mother get drunk. She always lectured us on how unethical it was.It's not like Blaze or dad listened anyway."They're a lot," I said to Alexei as we walked into the large hall. He wrapped a protective arm around my waist, "You'll be fine." "If you don't feel comfortable, let me know," he said to me and I nodded."Volkov!"An aged man approached us. He was dressed in a very expensive suit with gold chains around his neck. I would have complimented his fashion if he hadn't gone overboard with his dressing.Who wears four heavy chains on their neck to a party?"Popov,
ROSALINESo, I got to know that Vincenzo, Bianca's husband was Alexei's cousin and the head of the Italian mafia. It explained the different accent she had. Not to mention that Vincenzo and Alexei had almost the same behavior. It was frustrating, to be honest.We had already spent about three hours at this party and I was getting tired already. Alexei had gone with Vlad, Igor and Vincenzo to talk about 'business.'They left Bianca and I alone to talk with prod and obnoxious women. I was tired of hearing them talk about the latest Prada clothes they just purchased and Bianca seemed to share my thoughts. She told them our husbands were calling us and grabbed me before whisking me away."I can't stand those women. This is why I didn't want to tag along," she huffed as we made our way to the bathroom. "Then why did you come?" I asked with a chuckle. "Because I didn't want any sly woman to touch my husband. He sometimes thinks with his dick," she grumbled."That's men for you," I patted h
ALEXEIHer face had drops of blood on it and her nose was bleeding. This angered me. I turned to Igor and Vlad. "Find those idiots and bring them to me."They nodded and took off. I turned to my cousin who was carrying his own wife. His face was filled with anger as he walked alongside me. "I'm coming over to torture them," he said to me. "You're welcomed anytime," I replied and he nodded.We said our goodbyes and went our separate ways. I got into the car and my driver started the engine before driving off.Rose was on my lap with her arms still around my neck. I brought out my handkerchief and wiped the blood of her face. Her nose was still bleeding."What happened?" I asked her gently. My shirt was stained but I didn't mind. My wife was more important at the moment."We went to the bathroom and those men followed us. They wanted to have a good time," she said jokingly and I rolled my eyes. How could she be joking like this."I have a headache," she groaned as she sat straight and
ROSALINEI was busy scrolling through Instagram when the door opened and Bianca walked in. I quickly stood up and went to meet her. we hugged immediately and laughed."How are you?" she asked me. "I should be asking you?" I chuckled. she flipped her long brown hair, "I'm perfectly fine, thank you." "Same here. I still don't know why he had to imprison me in his room," I said went to sit on Alexei's bed.Honestly, I preferred this bed to mine. Maybe it's because it had his scent on it.She took a seat beside me. "Enzo wouldn't stoop lecturing me when we got home. I was tempted to carve out his eyes with my heels," she said and I chuckled. "He was just worried," I said to her and she rolled her eyes. "We both know I'm not that easy to take out.""Did you come here alone?" I asked. She shook her head, "I tagged along with Enzo. They wanted to talk business and I wanted to see you and hang out."I smiled, "Thank you."ALEXEI"Ugh!" the bald idiot groaned as he spat out blood. "If I get on
ROSALINEI was awake on his bed in nothing but another pair of Alexei's shirt. When I meant nothing, I meant nothing. After yesterday's foreplay, he kissed me and said he had somewhere to go. He didn't come back until I think midnight because I didn't even know he woke up until I woke up this morning.I was mad at him for leaving and not coming back. I didn't even get a text from him and I was worried. I had to get his number from Igor and tried calling him but he wouldn't pick."Why are you glaring at my door?" his husky voice filled my ears. I huffed and wiggled myself out of his grip. "What's with the attitude, Rose?" he asked tiredly but didn't let me go.I was glad we didn't have sex yesterday; I would have felt worse."You left to only God knows where and then you show up in the middle of the night thinking I'll welcome you with open arms when I wake up? Hell no, buddy!" I turned to glare at him.He looked at me with an amused expression. "I honestly don't know the difference be
ROSALINE"If he lays a hand on you, you better call me and let me handle him," Blaze said with a hardened voice. I rolled my eyes at him, "I wonder how Lauren keeps up with you." He huffed, "Don't use her against me." "Stop being an overprotective asshole. I can handle myself well, you're not even in the same country with me!" I complained.Yeka just left after we came back from getting our nails done and I was busy admiring my new nails when my brother decided to call me. It's been a long time I've heard his voice.Don't get me wrong, I love my brother to the moon and back. But sometimes, his overprotective side gets so fucking infuriating and annoying. I hate how he behaves like I'm a china doll that can break easily. I'm made of flesh and bones!"I can't help it. Whenever I think of you, I get chills. Chills, Rose! I get fucking chills and a heart attack!" he exclaimed. I sighed and sat on my bed, "I can protect myself, Blaze. Alexei won't hurt me. And if he does, I'm not a weak b