روايات وقصص ضمن Rose Madder Movie

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You

Me: Rara, your husband bribes me so can't refuse to be given strawberries. Rara: Very cheap 😏😏😏😏, bribed that much right away. Gerald: Honey, don't you incite Rose. Rara: No need. Love me! I'm still pissed off. Rose, kill Gerald. Gerald is dizzily facing these two women. 🤒🤒🤒

Amanda asked with wide eyes. Rose laughed. “Yeah, but I had to leave because I couldn’t stand the former president. She was a huge bitch.” “No!” Amanda put her hands over her mouth. “What did she do?” Rose shrugged. “She drugged my juice. She was racist.” I had to mentally applaud my Rose. She was managing to give the truth without disclosing our secret. “So, Rose ended up with me.” I put my arm around her, and smiled at her. Ryan came up and put his arm around Amanda. “Hey, strangers! Still together?”

MAX POV Rose had begun a series of reveal that rooted from the last heart-spiking moment that I had experienced during the candle light ceremony some months back in our former city. “Well, you know that the mafia bosses’ wife shot you in the chest and when you woke up, I hugged and told you that everything was alright.” She recollected back to a memory that I could clearly remember as if it were yesterday. “Yes, and I had no doubts, didn’t question anything that you said either.” I recalled back to how she had rushed to hug me after tapping her feet against the floor and for a prolonged period of time.

I barely realized this sometimes. “I mean yes! But the dying because of their love for each other annoys me. And the fact that you're Romeo reminds me of the movie. My name is Rose by the way” I smoothly said. But felt kinda guilty lying to this guy who had only been nice to me so far. Romeo nodded and pointed to a photo of a woman smiling. “Cool” I comment, even though I didn't see anything extraordinary about the photo. “What do you see?” He asked and i immediately answered.

Antonio looked at her, amused by the girl's expression. "Does that mean we have to do it three times?" Rose seemed to think for a moment. Antonio grinned. "Yeah, that's it." At the sight of the grin on Antonio's face Rose suddenly felt scared. Images flashed through her mind of erotic movie scenes in which characters performed absurd sexual acts. Rose had seen it once when she visited Jessie's house. The crazy girl said she had a fun movie to watch together. So because Rose was curious, she went to Jessie's house to watch the movie. It was an erotic movie with rough action that Rose didn't really like. The male protagonist was handsome but had a disorder. They always did it three times. Sudd

she replied. "Nothing much... Means something happened," I said. "Well... I'll be fucking someone today," she replied making me choke on my spit. "You'll be doing what?" I asked like I had not just heard what she said. "You heard me right," she replied. "But.... What about your mate?" I questioned. "Look... Rosie. I'm an Omega. I accept my fate that my mate may probably never accept me when he realizes who I am," she responded. " So ... It's best I enjoy my life before I get old."

A heavy, suffocating silence that pressed against my chest. I stepped into the living room, my heart pounding so loud it echoed in my ears. Suddenly, a sharp pain exploded across my face. My vision blurred, and I stumbled back, clutching my cheek. “M-Mum?” My voice shook. Her hand rose again, ready to strike. I shut my eyes tight, bracing for the blow. But it never came. Instead, Marielle’s voice floated through the silence, soft and trembling as she knelt beside our mother. “Mum… it’s okay,” she whispered, fake tears streaming down her cheeks.

The rain poured hard that night, drenching the city streets. Rosemary stood behind the apartment window, staring blankly out at the wet world. Her eyes were swollen, her body weak, as if the whole world were laughing at her. There was a knock at the door. “Rose… please open. It’s me.” The voice made her heart beat faster. Adrian. Rosemary closed her eyes. “Go away! I don’t want to see you anymore!” she shouted hoarsely.

My eyes were still tightly closed. "stop...no...your breath stinks "I heard myself muttering that consistently. I heard a dark chuckle and the warm thing on my jaw moved slowly, slightly teasing upwards. "Here's the rope you asked for tiger." A female voice interrupted. He stepped away from me. My legs gave way underneath me and I slowly buckled to the floor. My hair was already messy and matted and annoyingly sticking to my face.