LOGINRoseline's POV…“What do you mean?” I asked.“Contract wedding or not, yours is in two days, and you are having a bridal shower,” Nina said.“Nina, I thought I—”“I don't want to hear a 'no',” she interrupted, taking a slow sip of her coffee. “You are having a bridal shower.”There was no point arguing with her because it seemed she had already made up her mind.I signaled for the waitress, and she came right over to take my order. It felt wonderful to get out for a change, eat at a different restaurant, and enjoy a meal that wasn't cooked by me or Florian.Florian never liked ordering food, I didn't know if it was a chef's thing or he was just used to it because he grew up like that.Come to think of it, he doesn't talk much about his childhood and his family.All I knew was that he lost his biological parents at a young age, and has been living with his adopted parents.I needed to ask him more about them, we were getting married in a few days.I looked up and the waitress hadn't ye
ROSELINE'S POV “I don't know but I think I found a way for my father's health to get better,”I said.“Really?” Florian asked. Turning back quickly, his eyes widened in surprise.“Yes I met a woman at the hospital and she talked about something called immunotherapy and gene therapy, she said it doesn't work on everyone but it's something we have to try. It's really expensive but that's not really a problem,”I said.“Are you very sure about this?”“Yes I'm very sure, I want to try it”I said, The moment I walked away from the hospital that day, I felt so hopeful.I made inquiries about hospitals that gave such treatments, and did a little research about it.This was my chance to help my father and I wasn't going to give it up for anything.Florian was quiet for a moment, studying my face like he was trying to see just how serious I was about all of this."Roseline, I want you to know that whatever decision you make, I'll support you," he said. "If this is what you want to try, then we'
FLORIAN'S POV I stepped through the towering front doors of the estate, the familiar scent of polished mahogany and fresh flowers greeting me the moment I crossed the front yard. Everything here was exactly as it had always been, the marble floors gleaming under the chandeliers, the walls lined with expensive artwork that probably cost more than most people's homes."Young Master Florian," one of the housekeepers greeted, bowing slightly as she rushed to take my jacket. "We weren't expecting you today.""I decided to drop by," I said, offering her a small smile. "Are my parents home?""Yes, sir. They're in the study, I believe. Shall I let them know you've arrived?""No need, I'll go find them myself."She nodded and stepped aside, and I made my way down the long hallway, my footsteps echoing softly against the marble. It wasn't often that I found both my adoptive parents home at the same time, their business trips usually keeping them scattered across different continents for weeks
Roseline's POV…I had always envisioned getting married in a castle somewhere in Paris, surrounded by glowing diamond lanterns. I pictured a gold fountain as the centerpiece, tables laden with every kind of food at every turn, and a dedicated gallery corner for fine paintings.I never really focused on the man I would marry, in my mind, he was just some vague foreign prince or Korean supermodel. Whenever my friends asked what kind of husband I wanted, I’d tell them I didn’t know. But I knew everything else about the wedding hall, the precise layout of every corner in the reception hall, the exact make, model, and color of every luxury car, even the high-end prices listed on the display shelves for the drinks.I’ve always lived surrounded by luxury, believing that kind of perfection was all that mattered.Now, watching my father’s health deteriorate, none of it means a thing. The only gift I want in this world is for him to live longer.I sighed and sank into the waiting room chair, su
"This dress looks so good on you," Nina giggled from the couch."I know," I said, looking at myself in the mirror, the pink dress hugging my body and revealing all my curves."You can wear this for your bridal shower," she said.I rolled my eyes."There would be no bridal shower," I said."Why? First you said you're not going to have a bridal train, it'll just be you and your husband, now no bridal shower? What exactly is going on? I don't understand," she said, brows furrowed."Nina.""This is an important moment in your life and you don't want to celebrate it to the fullest.""Nina."I called out to her again."I don't like this, Roseline, you always said you wanted your wedding to be celebrated in a big way."she said with a frown on her face."Nina, my father has cancer," I blurted out.She stood up slowly, covering her mouth with her hands. "Oh my God, no, no."Her eyes were filled with tears instantly, and I understood why. My father had practically raised her too, ever since she
FLORIAN'S POV..One of the things I hated the most was harassment, both sexually or not. And especially when it's done to a member of my family.I once sent a guy to the hospital because he touched my sister in a funny way.He kept fighting with his life for weeks.Attempting to touch my girl?Now that's even worse.That's a death sentence.I picked up my knife and stuffed it in my pocket making my way to the boutique just across town."Do you have eyes on him?", I asked the person on the other end of the phone."Yes Sir, I do. He's about to walk in”“Okay, stand close by and watch him, make sure he doesn't notice”I sighted the sign post from afar, Shop at Brenda's. My eyes moved to the guy in the black shirt, a shopping bag swinging from his hand.My target was walking cheerfully toward the store, unaware of what was about to happen.Then my eyes landed on someone else. A girl in a pink dress, standing right in front of him, the look on her face was pure hatred.She looked really fa







