Rosalina Sml Novels & Stories

Rose’s POV: So, now that work he wants to do from me. I am tired just by washing utensils and wants to go home to where I spend y whole life but this tire of work makes me to just lay down on sofa and I want to relax my body but he again came and give me another work to do. Truthly, I never want to do any other work because I also not have so much strength to do any other and it makes me more anger. And this time I want that he should eat me instead of doing all that work from me. This time I have to wash his clothes and finally after an hour I complete this work also and now it’s evening, the sun looks so beautiful from the terrace of mansion, at one side sun is sat and on the other side th

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.

Of course I wanted his number then I replied, "What is your name?" I sat my phone down so I could dry off and get dressed. Then like clock work another ping from I*******m. He asked, "What is your name beautiful?" I began to blush then replied. "My name is Elisabeth Rose Freeman ,but everyone calls me Beth", I messaged back. He then replied, "Vladius Lee Sinclair, nice to meet you Beth". I then in return sent my number to him. I finished getting ready for the day. I was planning on cleaning up my dorm room.

Rosalie wasn’t wearing heels now; she had a pair of white converse sneakers on with a pair of bright pink overalls. It was comical because his wife was 5 foot nothing and Selena was 5’11. “I could speak to the chef who cooks our meals about adding something for you. But I’m sure what your preferences are…” Rosalie extended an invitation yet to Roman’s ears it sounded like she was telling Selena to fuck off.

Laughing. “That's her,” Talana whispered. “That's my mother.” Katerina’s voice was shaky. “You look just like her.” Talana lifted the first drive. “Plug it in.” Matteo inserted it into the portable laptop they brought. “Booting up now... Give it a second.” A screen opened with a symbol: a blood-red rose and a phrase beneath it: Operazione Rosalina – Authorization Level: Omega Nero Massimo frowned. “What the hell is Omega Nero?”

Rosaline was startled and she turned to look at him. "Talk. Don't tell me you are crushing on him," Stanley mouthed. Rosaline scoffed loudly. "So what are your plans for the collaboration, Mr. Mills? Rosaline asked. "Your company and mine will venture together into producing housing equipment. Since your company is already famous for its quality household equipment, you will be taking charge of the production of the equipment…." "You are just trying to take advantage of my company," Rosaline accused, just to annoy him.

Lina bit the inside of her mouth, refusing for it to twitch into a smile even though every ounce in her body fought to laugh. She raised an eyebrow, obvious casting. “What are you implying.” “What I am implying is, what the hell happened just now, and how the fuck did I became so invisible?” “Do not act like you do not know what I am saying.”Rosealba hurriedly added. “What is going on between you and Mr cinnamon's eyes?” Lina cheeks at the nickname and she twitched her hands into a tight fist underneath her chest, struggling to resist the persistent laugh. Rosealba looked above Lina’s head to Dairo who was glaring at her, then back to Lina. She let out a subtle scoff, her lips parted open. “

Rafael's face twisted in rage as he yelled, "What do you want, Rosalina?" The sound of his voice echoed off the warehouse walls, making Rosalina's smile seem even more sinister. Rosalina's smile never wavered, her eyes gleaming with a malevolent intensity. "Oh, Rafael," she purred, her voice dripping with malice. "I want what's rightfully mine. I want the power, the control, the respect. And I'll stop at nothing to get it."

cooed Thea looking at the blue dress. Rosalina loved the blue dress that had little frills at the end. It gave her a princess aura as she giggled looking at an excited Thea, who was talking about how beautiful she'll look if she wears it. Rosalina's smile flattened when she found her sister lost in her own world. Thea followed her gaze and shook her head in disbelief. There was no piece of black clothing that didn't exist in her closet yet she came all the way to the mall just reloading them with the same thing. What kind of girl she is, thought Thea to herself.

she said arrogantly. Mrs. Rosaline shrugged. "If you can do it, then go ahead," she said still flatly. "Even giving Karenina a wealthy man hasn't made you successful in getting Gerald," she continued. Shelma was stunned. Meanwhile, Mrs. Rosaline lifted the corner of her mouth. The woman smiled, and it seemed terrifying to Shelma. The old woman walked closer, standing beside Shelma with her eyes fixed on Gerald and Ariana, who were still sitting on the swing, Ariana's head leaning on Gerald's shoulder.