Novelas y relatos de Rosalinda #telenovela

ELLIE *Nikolai: I have a special gift, just for you, little dove. Do you trust me?* I stared long and hard at the text, glaring at each letter as my phone barely stayed in my clammy grip. It took longer than five minutes before my fingers would stop trembling. *Me: What do you want from me?* *Nikolai: Leave the Black Rose, don't get caught in the cross fire* Another buzz. *I can help you out of there* Nikolai added and I locked my phone, my breath hitching in my throat.

Layla pulled my hand, trying to get me to stay with her. "Honey? What's going on? Are you not happy to see me? Who is she?" She questioned. I turned and looked at her. After seeing my mate, Layla is nothing compaired to her. Alexandria had long, brown hair with beautiful hazel eyes. Layla had short blonde hair and brown eyes. Her face was always caked in makeup. "She's-" I started, but Layla interuppted me.

Rose ''Are you sure?'' Elis asks. I turn to look at him, seeing that we're actually eyeing Elia from afar. He has a smirk on his face while an unknown woman is currently sitting beside him—her dress splits nicely, showing off her long legs as she soothingly rub onto Elia's back. My heart aches at the way she touches him because that should be me instead of her. ''No,'' I mutter under my breath. ''I know I rarely say this but Rose, go and get your man back. Show him who's boss.'' He says, gripping onto my shoulders and making me smile immediately before I push the door open, entering the restaurant—an exclusive restaurant with hanging chandeliers and dim lights on the walls.

As I stepped in and closed the door, Rosalinda walked over to me. "Rosalinda, where is my wife?" "She is in the living room right now, Mr. Carter." I nodded. I walk in the direction of the living room. Right as I walk in, she's laying on the couch with a laptop and earphones on. Her back is facing toward me, she doesn't even notice my presence. Closing the door and sit on opposite her. When she looks up, her eyes narrow on me before she takes off her earphones and closes her laptop slightly.

She then took a glance at her face reflection on the river for the last time before she returned to her cottage. Her eyes now switch to the black rune ring that she wore on her finger. Her face turned a frown, the floral witch felt angry because Edgar Brownfur was deceiving her. ‘After I get the Ultimate White spell from Jeremiah. I promised I would kill you, Edgar, you've tricked me and I don't let those who tricked me live too long.’ Yes, Rosalinda was a devious maiden who always got what she wanted. Now she had a new wish, which was to kill the king of the south. She was now putting Edgar’s name on her blacklist, and for your information, no men in her list could live that long.

Like she was seeing something that wasn't in this room. Then her eyes came back up. She controlled her expression completely. Looked at the doctor. Said nothing. "A former patient," the doctor continued, her voice steady and careful. "She came to us some months ago for a pregnancy confirmation, saying she was part of the Weldon family and that Mr. Cassian was her husband. The results were positive." She paused. "Her name was Rosa. Rosa Weldon." Isolde went completely still. The kind of still that had nothing moving in it. Not her hands. Not her shoulders. Not even, it seemed, her breathing.

The curtains were drawn, preventing much sunlight from streaming into the room, but I could still make out the outline of the abducted girl, Vanessa. She was so still, you'd think she was a statue. I slumped into the bed and pulled off my polo and unbuckled my belt, I let the trouser sag down a little, then I took off my heavy wrist watch and dropped it gently on the stool beside my bed. Bella came in, locking the door after her. I raised up a brow in askance, wondering why she was not obeying my order. "I was thinking of a quick fuck before I go make lunch." She whispered, as she walked towards me daintily. Her directness made my dick twitch.

She wore a pink tank top that hardly looked like a top as her breasts were barely clad in it , Rosalie was certain , a tug and the top would end up torn with a matching studded handbag and a skirt that smaller than a handkerchief . " I will get straight to the point" said the woman smacking her glossy lips together . " That would be excellent " said Rosalie with an arched brow " Names Layla " said Layla as she turned to look at Aiden's direction and flashed him a smile , Rosalie's wolf's raised her hackles but Rosalie's concentration was more on the way Aiden winced when Layla smiled at him , Great , Just what she wanted another confrontation with her husband's whore .

Her mother was quite frustrated at how Rojean put her claim, nevertheless they were both assured she was the only child. On the other hand, Theo Valencia was waiting for the car to arrive and once it did, he slipped inside his eyes, never leaving his phone. He had Oswald in the car with him and promptly, he put his phone’s screen to Oswald’s nose saying that Sei was going to be there. “She accepted the meeting. So the plan is just to observe her. Go unnoticed, you know how she is.”

Rosa gasped my name, trying to hold back the emotions that were flooding her, “I don’t understand.” “Poor, sweet Rosalind doesn’t even know the truth about her own husband,” Marina mocked, letting the mask slip for a brief second. She’d stormed in here under the guise that she wanted to tell Rosalind the truth about me, but at the root of it all; she wanted to hurt her. And she was doing a damn good job. “Get out so I can talk to my wife.” I left no room for argument, tearing my gaze from Rosa to make sure that Marina knew that I wasn’t asking.