A hurried knock sounded on the door, pulling Rose from her sleep. When she glanced to the side, Matteo was already out of bed. He walked to the door, still drowsy. When he opened it, Nicole barged in. But she froze the moment she saw Rose lying in bed, wrapped in the sheets."Oh, I..." Nicole stammered. "I'll wait for you in the dining room, Matteo. There's something important I need to discuss." "Okay," Matteo replied briefly.Once the door closed again, Rose sat up, clutching the blanket to cover herself. "Was that Nicole?" Rose asked. Matteo turned and nodded. "I have no idea what's going on, for her to come this early." "Oh..." Rose swallowed hard. "I feel awkward." "Why?" The man climbed back into bed and pulled Rose into his arms. "What's making you feel awkward?" "Sleeping here… in the same bed with you." "You're my wife. That's perfectly normal." Rose just nodded, but it still felt awkward. "We should shower. You don’t want to keep Nicole waiting, do you?" Rose tosse
The bathroom was becoming stifling, filling with steamy air rising from the bathtub. Matteo leaned against the edge of the tub. His wet hair clung to his forehead, while his hands explored Rose’s body.Matteo's eyes traced her glistening skin, illuminated by the soft glow of the overhead light.Meanwhile, seated on Matteo’s lap, Rose felt her knees tremble as they peeked out of the water. Their eyes locked. Rose bit her lower lip as Matteo kissed her breast hungrily.His lips parted. “You look beautiful.”"You look ridiculous," Rose teased, splashing a handful of water onto his chest.Matteo laughed, his voice low and warm, echoing off the tiled walls.As Rose went to splash him again, Matteo swiftly caught her wrist. He pulled her arm closer and kissed her fingers gently."Don't start a fight you can't win, Romilda," he growled.Rose smirked and let Matteo pull her in until their bodies pressed together with no space between them. The contact sent a shiver through her, warming not ju
The clinking of forks and knives filled the tense air of the Cavanaugh dining room during dinner. Ever since he met Jackson that morning, Matteo’s mood had changed drastically. Though he tried to act normal in front of Rose, she could tell he was hiding his feelings.That was why she decided to return home early and stay in her room until nightfall. In the Cavanaugh household, she was the public enemy—there was no way she could wander around freely with everyone watching her.When dinnertime came, Matteo finally returned. He looked even more grim, but Rose didn’t dare ask him about it. She remained silent.Matteo set down his utensils, drained the last of his water, and dabbed his lips with a napkin."Sorry, I had a lot on my mind at the office today. How was your day?” Matteo finally broke the silence after dinner.“It’s fine.” Rose gave him a faint smile. "I thought about you all day.""I didn't mean to make you worry. You don't have to think about me, Romilda."“But why not? You’re
“Matteo, don’t make a rash decision,” Rose said. “There are still many other candidates who are more competent to replace Letty’s position.”“But I think Mau is a good fit for the role.”Rose looked uneasy because replacing Letty would obviously cause problems down the line. She was certain Letty’s hatred would only grow stronger.“Try to persuade Letty again. She wouldn’t just give up her position. She’s only angry,” Rose pleaded.“And what if Letty insists? We can’t let her position stay vacant for too long.”Rose mulled over Matteo’s words. He had a point. What worried her most was Letty’s ex-husband—he still had shares in the company. He could very well be eyeing Letty’s position.But if Rose agreed, wouldn’t that mean she would meet Jackson? And Rose knew Romilda was having an affair with Letty’s ex-husband. Things were about to get even more complicated.“Perhaps Mrs. Romilda should think this through first, sir,” the lawyer said, glancing briefly at Romilda before turning his
It was the first time Rose had ever set foot in the Cavanaugh family’s company. The skyscraper stood tall, gleaming with modern grandeur. The futuristic minimalist décor was striking as soon as she stepped inside.“I had the office redesigned last year. Now it’s simpler and more comfortable for the employees,” Matteo explained, pride slipping into his tone.“You always think of your employees’ well-being, huh? That’s admirable.”Matteo chuckled softly. “Without them, I’d be nothing, Romilda.”As Matteo walked side by side with Rose, all eyes followed them with curiosity. No one had the slightest idea who this woman really was. Matteo had deliberately scheduled the meeting with his lawyer at the office so the matter could be handled more efficiently. But there was also something else he wanted to tell his employees—something Rose wasn’t aware of.Security guards gave Matteo respectful nods as he passed through the scanner. When Rose followed, Matteo suddenly reached out his hand to her
An anguished scream echoed from 'Jane Doe’s' hospital room. Nurses rushed over and peeked through the window.Inside, the Doctor stood face-to-face with Romilda while two nurses restrained her trembling body.“Just kill me now! Kill me!” Romilda shouted.Five days after waking from her coma, as her body slowly recovered, death was all she begged for. Romilda's face was severely damaged, and the scars would never heal unless she underwent expensive plastic surgery.On top of that, Romilda was suffering from amnesia. She couldn’t remember who she was, leaving the hospital unable to identify her.“Please, ma’am, calm down,” the Doctor pleaded."You want me to be calm? Then put me to sleep forever! I don't want to live anymore! I hate my life!” Romilda cried, tears streaming down her bandaged face. "End it now! Now!"The nurses held her tighter as the Doctor quickly injected a sedative. Romilda struggled, but her frail body soon gave in. Her eyelids grew heavy, and she drifted off into a