Sadistic Secrets

It’s been a week since I have been rotting in my room all day, either crying to sad songs or staring at the walls while questioning my existence on Earth. Just living on cup noodles sucks but something is still better than nothing. What’s the point of living when the one you lived for ends up breaking your heart into million pieces that you cannot even collect. I am nothing but a broken vase that nobody even cares about except for my mother Mariam Valerina.My mother is the only person I have as a family. She used to be much more fun when Dad was alive but after his death, she lost all her charm. We lost Dad on my 10th Birthday where he invited all his business partners and one of his trusted business partners shot him. My Dad gave me the name Rose but my mother suggested Rozine.I was an only child. My mother was a Doctor and she wanted me to become one but I chose to study literature as I wanted to become an Author. Though. All my concentration was vanished when i fell in love wit

I got up to get ready for the day, as it was my interview. I go with the formals - Light blue shirt, White flared jeans paired with high heels. I reached the office and paid the cab driver. I went up to the receptionist.“Hello, I'm here to give an interview.”“5th floor. Straight and then right to the elevators. Best of luck”I smiled and nodded. I took the elevator and reached the 5th floor. The elevator doors opened to a silent environment. I wondered if I was all alone. I could see a few cabins and one in the middle. I saw many girls who were there for the interview. A girl came out of the same room carrying a sad face.“Miss. Valerina?” I turned around hearing the voice of a girl.“Yes?”“You’re called inside.”I nodded and started walking towards the door. I felt too nervous and scared as my gut told me it wouldn't be a piece of cake. I knocked on the door and ‘Come in’ I heard. The voice was so authoritative that it sent chills down my spine. I worked up the courage to reach th

Sitting on the chair of my living room, I looked at the picture of Jackson, my son. It has been a few days in Manchester and Mr. Jackson Risso is already looking out for me. I have spent my life living in a small cottage under everyone’s noses in Vancouver hiding my real identity.After 10 years, It was my time to finally move back to complete my unfinished business, my only motive - Mariam Valerina.Mariam is the girl that I truly loved. She’s the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. For her, I would end the world in a snap of fingers. She has been my crush since high school. But I waited for the right time to propose. I loved her but bitch was too blind to notice my love for her and chose my best friend - George Peterson when he proposed to her for marriage.I married Honoria Risso, daughter of the most rich Italian businessman to make her jealous but she believed my act of marriage and in the process I got Honoria pregnant.I was married but I would never unlock Mariam, Ever. And my

It had been a few days since I yelled at her. She seems affected by it, since she doesn’t smile more often at me. Not that she used to pass smiles at me but one could see it in her eyes. I wanted to see her but not when she was hiding behind the curtains.I began doing my work while sipping my coffee that she made. I smiled looking at my screen as Gross had accepted the deal and was giving us net profit of +10. I could see our company’s economy rising already with their help.I felt guilty for taking out my anger on Rozine that day. She has always been so sweet to me and is always on time. But what did I do? I yelled at her when it wasn’t even her mistake. It looked at the time and it was almost lunch.I picked up the telephone to make a call to her.“Mr. Risso’s PA speaking.” Her voice soothed down some kind of tension in me, I didn’t know I had.“Mr. Risso speaking.” I said keeping my voice low.“How may I help you, Sir?”Oh! how melodious her voice is!“In my office, right now.”She

As I woke up today, I followed my daily routine. Hit the gym, showered, got ready, had breakfast and then drove to the office. I was driving happily today as I got an email from Mr. Gross’s, saying he wants me to attend his private ball with my family.It’s a good time to ask Rozine if she wants to attend the ball as my date. Yes, I’ll take Rozine with me and not my mother as she’s not interested in any balls. She says she’ll attend the only ball/party when it’s my own wedding.Typical Italian Mothers, you know. As I reached the office, I took the elevators to my floor. I was on my way to my cabin when I heard Rozine’s voice. I looked in her direction and saw her with some guy.She has a boyfriend? That too in my office? I don’t remember allowing hookups. I couldn’t see his face clearly but I was certain he pulled her by her waist. An uncomfortable, hot feeling ran through my body which I never felt in my life. My heart ached but it wasn’t a familiar one.It’s not anger, it’s not rag