Rosalina Sml Novels & Stories

Of course, I do. My expression seemed to have given him a reply because the next he said was, "Then, to keep my end of the deal, you have to keep yours. Do we have a deal?" 'What's there to lose? Do you even have a place to go after the revenge?' "Deal," I mumbled. ••• "Good Morning, ma'am. I'm Rosaline but Rosa for short. I'll be helping with your bath this morning." "Hi. Rosa." I greeted cautiously. She was dressed in her black and white maid's uniform.

“Why? You have no appointment. It’s busy here.” “Yeah?” she pouted a bit, thinking over it for a moment. “Eh, what about that guy? The guy who’s obsessed with playing computer games? Is he working here at the moment?” She had a bit of suspicion of that guy she was talking about, Oswald. He looked like he knew a lot about computers and technology whatever he does in his life. Or maybe Theo hired people from the outside? “They’re out of town, I’m the only one currently here.” Yohan was a bit of a cold person but Selene wasn’t fazed.

I try to take care of her at work and outside work, her husband does everything he can to keep her out of trouble. Norah pouts, and I pull her out of the kitchen until we're in a safe, quiet zone. She shows me a small vile wrapped in a silky napkin, watching with wide eyes to see my reaction. "What the hell is that?" I have to ask. She grins. "It's another poison to add to my collection. I finally got the belladonna extract," she explains. "Are you crazy?" I whisper-shout, looking around. "This is a restaurant! You have to stop bringing them here!"

“They’re so small.” I try to ignore the way she takes my name like it's her birthright. And fuck me dead if its not. I cross my arms, watching her instead. “They’re fish, Rosalina.” She pouts, turning back to the tank, watching the tiny silver bodies flicker under the light. “They shouldn’t be locked up,” she murmurs, almost to herself. Then, as if a thought suddenly strikes her, she gasps, spinning toward the owner, her hands clasped together like a prayer. “Can we let them go?”

I opened the door just a few inches and saw a small cardboard box sitting on the carpet with no name and no return address, so I pulled it inside and opened the lid while the others crowded around me to see what was inside. Resting on a bed of white tissue paper was a single rose made of delicate glass and the stem was broken in half so it looked dead and jagged, and I knew immediately that it was a message from Elena Romano because that rose was the symbol of the investment firm we had burned down in Berlin.

But they still haven’t informed Rosaline about it. Rosaline was now working as a designing engineer in Tim Corporation in Paris. It was a company which produces luxurious and ravishing models of commercial cars. It was the second largest car manfacturing company of Europe. Her boss was highly impressed by her skills and talents. Rosaline was a very intelligent and hardworking girl. She always craved for working in an automobile sector so when she got recruited here, she worked with all her might and her skills were highly commendable as she nailed every design.

As soon as she walked into the kitchen, Evelina froze, shocked to see that Rosalina was already there, looking fresh and relaxed. “Hey, Evelina,” Rosalina greeted her with a warm smile that left Evelina shocked. Rosalina did not look like a woman who had been afraid of sleeping alone the previous night. Not wanting to look intimidated by Rosalina’s presence, Evelina smiled. “Good morning, Rosalina... I see you look fresh today,” Evelina pointed out. To her surprise, Rosalina smiled again. However, her smile was not normal. She smiled like a villain who was secretly concocting a dangerous plan.