Semua Bab I’m My Step Brothers Obsession (Mafia Saga): Bab 41 - Bab 50

Rose's Pov:I stand up, my legs weak beneath me, as I reach for the doorknob. The cool metal under my fingers sends a jolt through my body, but it does little to calm the anger surging inside me. Don’t go back to old habits. Just stay calm, I tell myself, my voice a quiet whisper that barely reaches my ears. But it’s not enough. My thoughts are a whirlwind—fueled by frustration, guilt, and a deep sense of dread I can’t shake. It feels like I’m being swallowed whole by everything I’ve been trying to push down.As I open the door, the world shifts, and I don’t even have time to react. I run into Michael—literally. My heart skips a beat as our bodies collide, and I scramble for my balance. "Sorry, I didn’t see where I was going," I say quickly, my words coming out in a rush, too fast, too shaky. My mind is scattered, my body on edge.Before I can gather myself, his hand shoots out and grabs my arm. It’s sudden, forceful, and I freeze, caught in his grip. My pulse spikes as he drags me dow

Rose's POV:I stumble forward, the queasy feeling in my stomach intensifying. The sharp, bitter taste of bile rises in my throat, and before I can stop myself, my body rejects everything inside me. I lean into the bushes, my stomach heaving painfully. The world spins around me as I retch, the hot bile spilling from my lips. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, the faint trace of humiliation hitting me like a brick. That’s disgusting, I think to myself, my mind spiraling into shame. I mutter the words under my breath, as if the shame might just dissipate if I could hide it well enough.I stand up slowly, still dizzy, and turn around, hoping I can escape the reality of the situation. But as I do, I almost collide with him.Jace’s concerned face is staring at me, his dark eyes full of worry. “Roselle, you okay?”I swallow hard, forcing the bile back down, but my throat burns with the effort. I feel like I’m suffocating under the weight of it all. “I’m fine. I just need some rest...”

Rose's POV:I wake up with Jace’s arm wrapped around my waist, and I can already feel the weight of this day pressing on me. Tomorrow’s the wedding. I can’t even begin to wrap my head around it. This is what my life has come to? Forced into a marriage with a man I barely recognize. A man who has turned into a cold-hearted monster. I’m stuck, surrounded by lies and betrayal, and there’s only one thing I want—freedom.I glance at the ring on my finger. The stupid, shiny symbol of the cage I’m trapped in. It’s as if my heart is screaming to rip it off, but I don’t dare. Who would I even be without it?Sighing in desperation, I feel the ache of missing someone I can never have—Ryder. Ryder, the one who’s haunted my dreams and my thoughts, even after everything. I want to be in his arms. I want him to hold me, tell me everything is going to be okay, but that's a fantasy I can’t afford to indulge. He killed Felicity. My cousin. My flesh and blood. My heart knows that I shouldn’t want him, th

Rose's Pov:I couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, couldn't even focus on anything without the knot in my stomach growing tighter. My thoughts were a whirlwind, and nothing felt right. My family was a mess, and I was starting to wonder if maybe my whole life was too. It wasn’t just the chaos; it was the suffocating realization that this wasn’t what I had imagined for myself. I wasn’t sure what I expected anymore, but it wasn’t this.I turned on my side, staring at the ceiling, unable to ignore the heaviness pressing down on me. I'm getting married tomorrow. The words slipped out of my mouth, but they didn’t sound real. They didn’t even sound like they belonged to me. At eighteen, I never could have imagined my life heading in this direction. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. I had dreamed of it—my life, my future—but it never looked like this.I had spent years in my head, planning my life. First date, then boyfriend and girlfriend, maybe a couple of years of growing together, then marriage

Rose’s POV:I stood there, staring at the dress hanging on the wall in front of me. It shimmered in the dim light, the lace and silk almost mocking me as I tried to focus on its intricate details, the beauty that should have been the highlight of a joyous occasion. But all I could think about was how wrong everything felt.“I never saw myself doing this, Sasha… getting married to Jace.” My voice was barely a whisper, the words slipping out in a way I couldn’t stop.Sasha, ever the composed one, smiled faintly as she placed a delicate hairpin into my hair. She did her best to mask the worry in her eyes, though I could see it clearly. She knew. She understood the turmoil inside me."I know," she said softly. "If your mum and dad could see you now, they would be so proud of you. You look beautiful, Rose." Her hands gently pressed on my shoulder blades, trying to ease some of the tension that I couldn’t release, but nothing could truly comfort me.“I wish they were here to see me," I said