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90. Call Me Stupid

作者: Larose Semsem
last update 最終更新日: 2025-12-05 23:32:28

Rose didn’t speak to the scarred man, and didn’t object when the doors were locked. She didn’t even heave a sigh or cry.

Being trapped in a closed space with the man, who had threatened her away from her people, who hadn’t batted an eye in telling her he would blow up the clinic, should feel scary… And yet an eerie calm settled over her, and she wasn’t sure why.

Sure, her life was a bit of a tangled mess. But her precious Mey was safe, and on her way to recovery. Her mother, and last kin, was in rehab, and she was glad that she was finally getting the help she needed.

Would she be missed if she were to disappear? The frosty blue eyes of the man she loved to bits came to her mind. She knew Roman had not said the words she longed to hear, but he would undoubtedly miss her. Flora and Enzo too, maybe even a few others.

When her abductor told her in a cold voice to give him her phone, she didn’t hesitate to hand it to him. She watched with mild interest as he threw it out of the wi
Larose Semsem

Reaching over 100k words and so little subs and views is kinda disappointing ngl & that's the reason I had to step away from the story a little bit. I can't promise you daily updates, but I promise to finish the story by Valentine's Day at most. Thank you for reading me. Much love, Larose Semsem

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  • Trapped: Bloody Rose   90. Call Me Stupid

    Rose didn’t speak to the scarred man, and didn’t object when the doors were locked. She didn’t even heave a sigh or cry. Being trapped in a closed space with the man, who had threatened her away from her people, who hadn’t batted an eye in telling her he would blow up the clinic, should feel scary… And yet an eerie calm settled over her, and she wasn’t sure why. Sure, her life was a bit of a tangled mess. But her precious Mey was safe, and on her way to recovery. Her mother, and last kin, was in rehab, and she was glad that she was finally getting the help she needed. Would she be missed if she were to disappear? The frosty blue eyes of the man she loved to bits came to her mind. She knew Roman had not said the words she longed to hear, but he would undoubtedly miss her. Flora and Enzo too, maybe even a few others. When her abductor told her in a cold voice to give him her phone, she didn’t hesitate to hand it to him. She watched with mild interest as he threw it out of the wi

  • Trapped: Bloody Rose   89. Not Your Captive

    Rose was finally no longer on bed rest. She felt like she could breathe again, smile again, and even live again, despite the void that sometimes threatened to consume her. Sure, she wasn’t quite at the stage where she felt whole again, but she was plenty thankful for the surprisingly quiet life she led at the base. That being said, considering how much Roman, and everyone really, attended to her as if she were made of glass, she hadn’t had the chance to check on Mey in quite some time. Sure, she called Dr Cooper every few days, but that wasn’t quite enough in her book. That day, she finally mustered the courage to ask Enzo for a ride to the vet, “I’d love to go see Mey.” Because of his injury and their almost fraternal bond, Enzo had become her shadow somewhat; fretting over her like a mother hen, caring for her like a brother, and telling her dad jokes good enough to make her giggle often. “I’m going to have to ask the boss first,” he offered her a sheepish smile. “You can do

  • Trapped: Bloody Rose   88. Ruckus

    Rose was in the gardens, chilling, a few days after she and Roman patched things up, when there was a bit of a commotion at the entrance. Like the curious little cookie she was, she found herself going there, as if her feet had a mind of their own. To her surprise, there was a woman, clad elegantly, and no doubt expensively, looking at everyone down her nose, as if they were beneath her… and she was the cause of the ruckus. “You have no business being here,” the usually jokester of the guys, Enzo, wasn’t mincing his words. The woman in turn didn’t sound pleased when she answered, “Well, I am not here for you, am I?” “What’s the issue?” Rose couldn’t help but ask, finding Enzo’s words a bit harsh, and his behavior more or less appalling. The woman wasn’t exactly doing anything wrong, and if she knew the address, then she was no stranger to who they were… or so Rose reasoned.The redhead’s eyes focused on her. Her eyebrow twitched, and she let out, “You must be Rose. I actually c

  • Trapped: Bloody Rose   87. Craved Proximity

    For the next 3 weeks, Rose lacked for nothing, and had never been this pampered in her lifetime. Yet, no amount of desserts, and no amount of gifts, nothing really, managed to bring a genuine smile to her face. Ever since she had lost the baby she hadn’t even known she was carrying, she was no longer whole. And though Roman had assured her, time and time again, that it wasn’t her fault, she couldn’t help but think that it was. She had only gone back to the base a week ago. The hospital stay was only this long to ensure she would rest well. “I’d like to sleep in the guest bedroom,” she told Roman on the ride back. He gave her a look before saying, “You belong in the master bedroom, little butterfly.” She wasn’t sure whether he was secretly worried she might collapse again, or if he just didn’t like the challenge, and ended up agreeing – because what was she supposed to do really? She knew she was already in too deep. And navigating troubled waters, she didn’t bother hiding the

  • Trapped: Bloody Rose   86. Stay

    Rose stirred awake, feeling like a train had run her over, aching all over, in places she hadn’t even known could hurt so much. She couldn’t bring herself to recall what had happened, but even before she opened her eyes, she knew she wasn’t quite in an unfamiliar place. Indeed, she was no stranger to the beeping monitoring machines. She was also far too accustomed to the sterile smell of disinfectant that hung in the air. The clinic? She thought to herself numbly, opening an eye at long last. I didn’t even go back to work though.She half-expected to be handed a chart, to be given instructions, and prayed to the moon and back that her shift would be a calm one. But then, truth hit her like lightning, and she realized a split-second later, that she was there as a patient, not as a nurse. She wasn’t there to help anyone. She was the one in need of healing.Rose gulped down noisily and apprehension kicked in, and her heart monitor picked its pace. “How do you feel, little butterfly

  • Trapped: Bloody Rose   85. Sorry For Your Loss

    Roman received a call from Flora for the first time in a very long time. He was in an important meeting, of which she was more or less aware. He knew she wouldn’t call him unless it was urgent – she knew better than to call for something trivial.He had yet to hear what she had to say. And yet, he was already frowning ever so slightly. He was Roman Bianchi, and he didn’t know fear, but something about this call upset him in more ways than one. “Speak,” he ordered. “It’s Rose,” she let out in a panicked tone of voice, which was so unlike her, he feared for the worst. “She passed out, and won’t wake up. I don’t know what to do.” “On my way,” he told her briskly, rising to his feet without delay. A curt nod at Stefan, and the latter was soon telling them, in a not so courteous tone of voice, “Meeting adjourned, gentlemen. Let’s meet again in a few days.” “What could be so important…?” One of them dared to sneer, his displeasure obvious for all to see – and to hear. Roman wasn’t l

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