Todos os capítulos de His Owned Rose: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

⚘ Miliani's heart filled with delight. In the past days when she was in the Romanos shelter, she used to fear being eighteen. She knew something horrible was going to happen to her whenever she would turn eighteen. From what the other maids told her about that surrogacy and stuff, she was fortified to her core. But now she is in a different place far away from those evil minded people, life is really unpredictable, she appraised. She drifted off into her own thoughts when one of Emilia's friends accidentally spilled some mocktail on her dress staining the white cloth in deep blue. She mouthed a 'sorry' before casually passing by. Miliani quickly reached for the stairs, it was her only decent outfit, she urgently needed to clean it up. Just as she reached for the doorknob, a firm hand grabbed her wrist and pulled her back, slamming her lithe body against the hard wall. Daniel's icy blue eyes bore into her terrified ones, there was no one except for them in the passage. "W

Rose was not as paranoid as she had been before. She was resting against the bedframe leisurely reading a magazine after having dinner while Kevin entered the room post workout. For the past few days, Rose gave it a thought about how she should put the issue of Kate in front of Kevin. If not directly still somehow she wanted to convince him of something being wrong. But when Kevin emerged out of the bathroom, his trousers were hanging loosely around his waist revealing the chiselled perfection of his lower abs. He casually rubbed his wet hair with the towel letting the droplets of water trace the sharp lines of his jaw and the sculpted muscles of his chest. The seductive scent of his cologne mixed with the freshness of his shower created an intoxicating aroma that braced the air around Rose. As he walked past the bed, Rose could not help but stare, her eyes devouring the view, her mouth opened and closed like a little goldfish out of the water. Lately, her every emotion fe

"See, even the lady can suggest better alternatives than you guys," utter annoyance was evident on Kevin's face as he slammed the last file onto the table, he was running short on his temper but did not shout those words like he usually does, thanks to the quieting presence of his wife, Rosalia. Today’s conference was supposed to focus on innovative strategies for generating new business ideas. But presentation after presentation had failed to spark even a flicker of intrigue, whereas Rose suggested, why don't they try on ethical diamond jewellery? They could focus on sourcing conflict-free diamonds and using eco-friendly materials for the designs and even create custom high-end pieces that tell a story about the origin of each diamond, making every piece unique and special. People would love knowing that their beautiful jewellery also supports good causes and the environment. Even though that's out the Knight's current priority deals but what Rose suggested was commendable, consi

Kate was blazing with fury, her blood was boiling so damn much that she found it hard to breathe properly. She was so livid at Rose for humiliating her, embarrassing her and forcing her to wet herself in front of everyone as a means of escape. She had never felt this much humiliated in her life. Yet, Kate felt a grim satisfaction in maintaining her facade, her humiliation was nothing in front of the larger cause though. But, she would definitely make sure that Rose pays dearly for her soul piercing humiliation. But for now, she was hell bent on maintaining the facade she had nurtured. When the doctor entered her room, Kate gave her a cold warning, "I don't care what you have to do. Just make it convincing." Sensing the gravity of the situation, the doctor nodded and swiftly left the room with a racing heart. She hurriedly contacted her medical team. Within minutes, they had gathered all the necessary things then, the doctor quickly reported back to Kevin. In the middle of a

If I am not loved, I must be feared. The 17-year-old young boy stood drenched in his mother's blood, the crimson liquid tracing down his body, spreading across the floor turning the once white floor tiles into a dreading scarlet sea. He felt his burning lungs out of the air, his heated pulse racing and his mouth hung open but was devoid of any power to form any word. He wanted to cry out, somehow halt the relentless blood oozing out of his dead mother's mouth but with each passing moment, he felt himself turning to a stone as the crushing reality was seeping into his bones and obliterating his soul. He had no glint of remorse for the pile of dead men before him and the lifeless blood soaked bodies scattered all around him, nor did he care. He remained unflinching, his hands were not even trembling for once when he shot the man in between his eyes who had murdered his father, using his younger brother, Daniel's hand to pull the trigger ... that was the first kill he committed th