Sorry for the delay my lovelies... Gotta admit that fasting did a number on me this year. I haven't been productive much. Thoughts? Much love, Larose Semsem
And the mess continued.Rose kept spiraling down this path of utter madness. She knew she ought to put an end to it all… but then, a mere look from Roman, a smirk, and she was completely helpless. She could only do exactly as he pleased.She had always thought of herself as a strong independent woman. But in his presence, she was the most submissive she had ever been.When opening up to Maria about him, she could only remain vague, even as she blushed deeply, “He’s good to me.”“I can see that from that damned glow, woman!” Maria let out teasingly, from where she sat on the opposite end of the table.“Are you saying I was dull before?” Rose raised an eyebrow at her best friend.“Hey, don’t go putting words in my mouth,” Maria shook her head negatively, her eyes widening almost comically. “You just used to only smile around me and Mey, but now it seems like the smile just won’t leave your face.”“Really?”Rose had never thought she was that obvious. But then again, she wasn’t exactly t
Rose was genuinely curious. How could a man like Roman Bianchi claim that Daniel wasn’t to be trusted? Because of a mere hug at that. That was totally ridiculous… but then again, she had been totally ridiculous too about Naomi the other day.Still, she was tempted to tease him about it that evening, but ended up getting taught in the ways of the bedroom instead.Giving Roman head shouldn’t have felt as good as it did.Taking him whole was mission impossible. Hell, his girth alone stretched her mouth painfully, and she struggled to breathe. Yet, as domineering as he could be, he allowed her to control the pace, looking at her through half-lidded eyes.Those icy blue eyes of his might just be the end of her one day.As she bobbed her head quicker, a few grunts escaped him, and his jaw seemed to tighten — she should know as she was looking right up at him.“Take it like a good girl,” came his sweet coaxing after a beat, as his hand found its way to her hair, and he silently showed her how
Roman’s eyes were deep and unfathomable as he approached Rose.“Breathe, little butterfly,” he let out, as he brought forward a paper bag to her face, which she took gladly. “Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.”Rose did as she was told, desperately attempting to calm down. And with his help, his ever soothing presence, and his branding touch on her back, she somehow managed to stop hyperventilating.“That’s it. Good girl.”His praise had the knack to make her feel somewhat cherished. Usually, her father was the only one who helped her through her panic attacks. Her mother never bothered, eying her with something akin to disdain. And heavens knew that she only developed such severe anxiety because of her. As a teenager, she had once found her passed out on the couch, her nose bleeding without any sign of struggle in the house… She hadn’t understood then. She only realized the enormity of what had almost happened a few years after. Her mother had become a junkie, and had almost overdosed.W
“Did you hear?” Daniel asked in a bewildered tone of voice, from where he was sitting next to Rose, in the changing rooms, as they finally caught their breaths after a tumultuous shift.She had already changed into her day clothes. Daniel, on the other hand, was of those nurses who didn’t bother and actually went home in scrubs.“Hear what?” She raised an eyebrow at him.“There was a short-circuit at La Duchesse, and it caught fire. It was all over the news. Damages are estimated at over 500.000$,” he told her, eyes wide, sounding totally baffled.“Say what?” Rose was flabbergasted to say the least… though not for the same reason as Daniel.“I only went to that place once,” he nodded in earnest. “It was damn expensive but the experience was worth it.”Rose’s breath caught in her throat. She, too, had gone to La Duchesse once, and it was only a few days ago.Coincidence? Absolutely not!She couldn’t think straight. And while she didn’t want to think the worst of Roman, this felt like a
“I didn’t know you had an allergy to cats,” Rose let out softly, the moment she and Roman got back to the car.“I am a dog person,” he replied without any moment’s hesitation.She couldn’t help but giggle.“I can totally see you with a lab,” she soon commented.“I actually once had a German shepherd,” he retorted easily. “He was my companion for the longest time.”“I see,” she offered him a small smile.There was something disturbingly painful about the way he said that. As if merely thinking about his dog made him uncomfortable… And yet, he hadn’t thought twice about telling her. He had opened up to her without question.Rose could almost taste the progress they were making on her tongue. It was sweet and refreshing at the same time. Trust was building slowly but surely between them, and their chemistry seemed to no longer be the only thing binding them together.Heavens, it was also even scarier than anything she had ever experienced.She was a nurse, and helping people was her call
Breakfast was pleasant. Roman barely talked, but he listened to Rose. It showed in the narrowing of his eyes at times, but also in his not too frequent hums.“What’s your plan after breakfast?” He asked in his usual deep sensual voice.“I need to drop by the vet clinic,” she smiled at him. “I miss my little Mey.”“I see,” he nodded at her.Rose was partly surprised by the fact that he actually kept his hands to himself, even though he had booked La Duchesse for them.She ended up blurting out her concerns awkwardly, “Don’t you like the dress?”“I picked it myself,” his faint frown was the only indication of his confusion.“Then how come…” she trailed off, blushing to her utter and complete mortification.Why was she asking him this? Was she even ready for his answer?“I am not taking you against this table?” He finished for her, a smirk playing on his lips.She blushed even more furiously if that was even possible.“I… that’s not…” she stammered, at a lost for words, refusing to admit