Pauline X Rosalina Novels & Stories

“There is no need to be too innocent; I know a girl like you very well. Do you think you are special for her? It is a common thing in the mafia world to use a girl like you. You can never take my place.” Eva was surprised by her behavior. The way she looked yesterday, was that her real face or today? “I, Rosalina, Rafael King's wife, will not let you snatch him away so easily.” She suddenly gets up and grabs Eva by the neck. “You best stay out of Rafael’s life for good before I rip you up and throw you away; you have no idea what I am capable of.” Rosalina grips Eva‘s throat forcefully and presses it. Eva was having difficulties breathing and was attempting to free herself, but this woman wa

And Flavio would never kill Giovanni, Riccardo was there to stop him. "We are not your slaves, we are an independent mafia family, you wouldn't decide anything for us. We can make our own decisions," Rosalina hissed who was sitting silently the whole time. She was burning in rage that He didn't even glance at her. She was far more beautiful than his wife and Cara who He glanced at twice at this table. She wanted to have him just once before she married Killian. He had insulted her and now she didn't want anything more than to ruin his married life with that waitress before settling forever with Killian and mocking Aaron for his ruined marriage.

Her POV: " And this is.. Antonio.. Her husband." And my eyes shot up to Antonio as I was totally dumbfounded. What? Husband!? And just at that moment, his dark brown eyes clash with my ice blue one from behind our masks. " And this is Rosalina." Leonardo concludes. Even from behind his black mask, I could see how his eyes got bigger. First shock and then disbelief settling in those dark brown eyes as he watches me with unbelief. I try to breathe as my eyes are locked with his dark brown ones. He's still the same. Same tall and dark with dark black hair. Those dark brown eyes won't he same intensity. But is he actually the same?

"Of course she didn't tell Rosemary's mother that she is the queen of the supernaturals. Instead, she told her she was a foreigner from another country who came to Australia to tour the surrounding area, but I guessed Pauline was doubtful." "Pauline?" Rosemary muttered. "Yeah, that's her name. I tell you, she is not her name....well, as I was saying, Rosemary's mother found out that she is more than what a natural human may be. Pauline planned to show her to the whole world, she planned to reveal to the other people that supernatural beings are real, and she was risking her life while doing it."

Patrick went downstairs and met Irene at garden, she was planting some seeds and transplanting some flowers. "Do you need help with that Mrs Ross?? Patrick asked as he rolled up his sleeves. "I wouldn't mind some help." Irene said with a smile Unlike her husband Kel, Irene loved to know people before she judged if they were good or bad. Patrick helped her plant some more seeds, watered some flowers and then removed some weeds. They really didn't do much, The Rosses already had a gardener but Irene still loved to do some gardening once in a while.

Positioning myself and breaking the door using my force, causing a loud sound and the door breaking open. I couldn't process anything in my head as my legs took me towards a man straddling Rose. She was not someone to straddle and take advantage of. I saw a knife and I rip him off her punching him square in his face and holding his throat just like he did to her. I saw the man and a girl running to Rose to help her as one of them call 911.

A looked crossed his eyes,but it went away as quickly as it came, and soon he was looking at me amused again. "Of course, I didn't anticipate finding raunchy books in a sweet girl's bag, you're definitely right. Noted, I'm never doing that again." I scowled and he smirked. "So Rosie?" He asked, I couldn't help it, I rolled my eyes at that, rubbing at my temples. "No, my name's Rosette, not Rosie. That's childish." "Okay, so Rose. Well that's a pretty name for a very pretty girl, as cliché as it sounds, it's the truth, you're a pretty little flower." And the blush that was barely receding was back again.

Bella hurriedly went out to go get what I had ordered her to do. With my hand still forcefully clutching a lock of hair, I turned her around so that I could look at her face. VANESSA.... The grip on my hair was so tight and it made me want to cry, but I had bit down hard on my lips. I cussed loudly when I bit down on the sore in my lips. I tasted my own blood.

He playfully winked at her, which forced Pau to roll her eyes before crossing her arms against her chest. “What lies are you spouting to our Rosy?” Pauline possessively grabbed my waist, making me giggle. It looked like they catched up to her already. “Whatever do you mean? Have I ever lied to you?” He looked like he was pretending that he was deeply hurt. Pauline didn't mind him as she whispered to me, “Don't be around that man, he's very playful with women,” “Specific women, especially to you,” He chuckled when he noticed that her expression immediately changed.

I pushed open the bedroom door and found Xavier lying on the bed with Rosalina resting peacefully on his chest. "What’s going on? What’s wrong?" I gasped, breathless. "I missed you," he pouted, "and Rose kept punching my face." I growled, rolling my eyes. "You mean I sprinted across half the territory because you were being abused by a toddler?" "Yes," he said smugly. "You’re unbelievable." "Thanks." "That wasn’t a compliment." "Mmmmmm… AHHHHHHHHH!" Rosalina screamed happily. I flopped onto the bed beside them, causing her to bounce slightly. Xavier raked his fingers through her blonde hair, his expression soft and full of adoration.