Nobody Loves Me Novel Rosie Novels & Stories

In her memory, the Russian mafia was not typically this nosy. A sense of unease began to creep into her heart. Just then, the cathedral doors swung open, and the bride entered, holding the hand of the Russian mob boss. It was undeniable—she was stunning. In her wedding gown, she looked like an angel. While others might have their own impressions, Emilia could clearly see the infatuation in Curtis’s eyes. He was utterly smitten, standing there with his mouth slightly agape like a lovestruck fool. Despite it all, Emilia felt genuinely happy for her brother. He was marrying the woman he loved.

She rebutted, "I was just looking at how small it is!" "Is that so? So you're here to measure it personally?" he questioned, bending forward a little while staring at her from above. "Big! My ... foot! I just slipped by accident!" Rosie’s face was becoming more and more flushed. She somehow began to feel a little guilty. Rosie had never once seen the sexy naked body of a male throughout the 28 years of her life and hence, she did not know how… hold on a second! That's a lie! As a doctor, which body had she not seen??

"Pull yourself away from me every time you get close." Rosie's breath hitched in her throat. She wasn't expecting him to say that because she wasn't expecting him to have read her so transparently. Rosie was beyond terrified. The way he looked at her. In a way that nobody had ever looked at her. Her hands were shaking slightly. Rosie thought she wasn't easy to hold onto. She felt like her heart was scattered with thorns. Sometimes she would remain silent and he wouldn't how to pull her from her weeded mind. Sometimes she wouldn't see what he saw in her and she would lose all her sense and balance. Sometimes she would trip over her own feet and apologize for the mess she'd have made. She knew

Rosie pov, I know what I am doing is wrong but I don't have any other way to get his love.. I know love is not a thing to get it forcibly and it should grow in their heart spontaneously.. However, I have the hope that I will make him fall in love with me anyhow.. Even if he doesn’t love me till the end of my life, my love is enough for both of us to live our life happily.. "Do whatever you want.. I am not going to marry a girl someone like you who is ugly in and out" he told me angrily and tried to take my mobile from my hand..

Rosie auspiciously answered. "Oh really! Why don't you call him and will see who will be treated nicely then..." Rain teasingly uttered, not knowing she stirred Rosie's anger again. She finds this girl annoying, you know... She was supposed to start the day with merry, but now it was just another wishful thinking for her. "You! you are just a nobody! Just like any random girls he picked on the streets or in a club!" Rosie uttered without any idea what she was talking about but her last word had cut Raina into pieces!

"You don't have to see him if you don't want to. Don't be afraid. Mommy's here." Rosie looked up at her, her eyes searching for Noelle's face before finally nodding. "Can you tell Mommy why you don't want to see him?" Noelle asked gently. Rosie didn't respond immediately, and Noelle didn't push her. She simply sat and waited for her quietly. After a while, Rosie finally whispered, "Because he hates me." Noelle was stunned by her reply. She instinctively wanted to refute her, but before she could speak, Rosie continued, "I know he hates me. That's why he never comes to see me. That's why he forced me to apologize to that lady last time."

“Unfortunately, Miss Rosie sent a message. She tried to overdose on pills. She’s currently in the emergency room.” I was silent for a moment, processing the news. Rosie—always desperate for attention. No, she wasn’t just seeking attention; she was demanding it. Just earlier, she had threatened Hyacinth, vowing to ruin her image. I suspected she’d soon release whatever she had, though I still didn’t have the final copy she held.

Rosie says, tapping a finger to my chest, “…but your heart seems to be saying another.” I stare straight ahead — because looking at her would be admitting everything. She sighs wistfully. “Not everyone has the opportunity to find love, or a rich billionaire husband who loves you enough to get a group of bodyguards for you. So I would say enjoy it while it lasts. But now…” She claps once, firm. “Let’s go hit up some ice cream flavors while you brainstorm your next book.” With that decisive tone only Rosie can wield, she pushes the car door open and steps out.

I appreciated Amelie’s help and would welcome her there, but I would be the one the help my mate feel like she had control. Amelie nods looking out the window. I see Rosie is still stiff as if a thousand things are going through her mind. They probably are. I can only imagine what she has been through; I hope she will open up to me at some point in the not-too-distant future. Rosie POV

I asked, one eyebrow raised. She shot me a quick look, then went back to rummaging through her closet. “I have a date tonight.” “Oh, please tell me it’s not Tommy,” I groaned, half-hoping she’d deny it. Rosie froze, her hand gripping a hanger, before slowly turning to face me. She didn’t say anything, but the look she gave me said it all. “So it is Tommy,” I sat up. What Rosie had with Tommy was that consuming, chaotic type of love story that had one person burning out and it was usually person who seemed to have most of their heart into it and sadly, that was my sister.