Novel & Cerita Rosaline Romeo

She does things he couldn't even begin to understand. He obeyed her, and went to Rosaline. He knocked once, and when he didn't get any responses, he pushed open the door, and there she was, looking so angry. "What is wrong? He asked, acting clueless. Rosaline didn't want to mince words in anyway or act up, she went straight to the point. "You know exactly what the problem is, yet you dare to act clueless? Her face flushed with anger. "Fine, I know why you look so mad, but......

"Because you saw too much. And because I’ve seen you. Truly seen you. Since the first moment you walked into this house, all fire and fury hidden beneath a maid’s uniform. I knew I’d have to choose between my mission and..." He touched her cheek, his fingers rough and warm. "...and you." Inés’ breath hitched. The fire roared outside the door, but the only heat she felt now was his proximity. His lips hovered near hers, hesitation tightening his jaw. "Kiss me," she breathed, shocking even herself. His mouth crushed against hers, wild and desperate, like a man starved for oxygen. She dropped the poker, fingers clutching at his shirt. Their bodies collided, and Esteban lifted her effortlessly,

Romeo will help my dad because or else I will see my dad being sad and broken hearted. Suddenly there's a knock on the door and my dad got up from the seat instantly. He walked to the door and opened it. He smiled widely and shook the man's hand. I got up from the sofa and walked towards the door. My eyes widened and I gulped to see.. him. So he's Mr. Romeo. He saw me and he didn't look surprised at all. My dad led him inside and my dad asked him to sit. He smirked at me and then he turned to my dad.

"I couldn't stay away from my girl." We hugged, and this time it was me who held her tighter, harder than I meant to, as if I needed to confirm she was really there. "I thought I wouldn't see you." My voice came out muffled against her shoulder. "The king is crossing a line, keeping you locked up in here," Rose answered, not pulling away right away. "Even Romeo noticed." I squeezed her a little more before letting go, still reluctant. "Romeo brought me soup," I murmured, glancing sideways at the tray.

I watched Krisdana drive away, feeling a mix of emotions. As I turned to head back inside, Rosaline stepped out of the shadows. "Hey," Rosaline said softly. I turned to face her. "What's up?" I asked. Rosaline's eyes sparkled in the dim light. "You still have feelings for her, don't you?" Rosaline asked. I hesitated. Rosaline's gaze pierced through me. "Lucien, I don't hate Krisdana. But I don't like her either," Rosaline said.

His piercing gaze flicked toward me briefly, one brow raised in challenge. “I don’t intend to hurt anyone,” I said, my tone firm and resolute. “I’m just… forced to do things.” Damon’s jaw tightened as he absorbed my words, but his next sentence sliced through the air like a blade. “I’ve been watching a woman named Rosaline,” he said, his tone measured, calculated. “You know her. You were in the same orphanage.” The mention of Rosaline sent a jolt through me, but I kept my face impassive. “So, I’m shady because I know Rosaline?”

I reply, “I want you to meet my Donna, Juliet,” She looks at Juliet, who gives her a warm smile, “Hello, it’s nice to meet you, Rosaline.” Rosaline hugs Juliet and kisses both her cheeks, “Nice to meet you too Juliet, you a stunning woman, you choose wisely son.” “Rosaline here, is one of the top members of the mafia, she looks old but she can kick ass, she’s been with the family for years.” “Oh wow, maybe she can teach me a thing or two, especially about you.” Juliet smirks.

Juliet replied. Before Juliet could finish her response, Romeo stood up, gazed deeply into Juliet's eyes, and kissed her right cheek before embracing her. Instantly, Juliet's face turned as red as a newly bloomed rose. "What about Rosaline?" Juliet asked after being embraced by the tall and broad-shouldered teenager named Romeo. "I will leave her for you, Juliet. I never loved her. My family is forcing me to marry that woman someday," Romeo explained. In reality, Juliet was also being forced to marry by her family.

Zack is also frowning at me, his green eyes glaring at me as well. "Is that for me?" I tried changing the topic by looking at the roses that he was holding. "It was for you, but after I see that anonymous man, I guess it will be for him." His gaze softens, he is so kind to me, I don't even deserve him.

"Mickey, you're finally here. I was so scared. I had another nightmare. Tell me—tell me I escaped. Tell me I wasn't violated, right?" She clutched at him, desperate for reassurance. Her doe-like eyes shimmered with fear. Mickey wrapped her in his arms and gently stroked her back. "You got away. No one laid a finger on you. Don't be afraid, Rose. I'm here." Rose? Mickey, the woman in your arms—do you really believe she's your beloved Rose? Don't you know Rose is already dead? You killed her. My eyes stung as I watched another woman take my name and identity. And I could do nothing.