Roseanne Park Novels & Stories

“What are you doing here?” “Wilhelm! I’m here,” Rose appeared behind the shelf of condiments. “Is everything alright?” I cleared my throat, not liking the atmosphere that was given to us by the situation we have right now. “This is Dr. Parkins,” I introduced as Rose watched curiously. “She’s based in France before. She had delivered my babies.” “Oh, I see,” Rose reached her hand to shake the doctor’s, but Wilhelm blocked her in doing so. “It’s time to go home, Rose,” he looked to Grayson. “Gray, let’s go.”

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

For the garden party they had today to celebrate Kevin's latest business venture; Rose was trying on an off-white, knee-length dress. The dress had fit her body perfectly just a few days ago but now it was refusing to zip up. Being frustrated, Rose left it unzipped and sat on the edge of the bed with a deep sigh. Rose did not realise when her eyes teared up though there was no proper reason. She felt even more annoyed with herself but she could not help it at all.

NOLAN POV Maybe it was the alcohol rushing to my head, but she looked more radiant than ever, and my gaze lingered a little longer. She swallowed hard and began to pick up the scattered papers, which were now all over the floor. I offered to help, and once we were done, our eyes locked again. “Sorry, sir.” Mr. Rebel cleared his throat, and I turned to look at him. “This is Rosie. She recently joined us, and she’ll be working as a new personal assistant since Kayleigh decided to have kids instead of doing her job,” he muttered coldly.

Joanna was worried about losing her wealthy boyfriend, so every day she changed her tricks. One day, Jeffrey had a hangover and had just returned home when he received a call from Joanna. The woman on the other end of the phone had a gentle voice, just as he liked it in the past. "Jeffrey, something happened in the rose garden." Jeffrey became sober at once. "What happened?" Joanna paused for a moment, trying to be mysterious. "I saw the roses growing green leaves, are they going to bloom?" Jeffrey got up and jumped up and down to get there.

Just thinking about Ralph jerking his hard cock and thinking about her, usually got her off. In all the time she and Ralph had been living together, they hadn't seen much of their mother. On the rare occasions they did see her, she looked worse each time. She made no effort to be in their lives and didn't care about having a granddaughter. It took Rose a little over three years to get enough course credits and she was ready to be an accountant. She just had to find a job. That problem was solved when Ralph suggested that she speak to his boss as they were looking for an office manager to replace the woman who had recently left for a better job. Rose dressed to the nines and upon interviewing

It's noted that she has no family. Rosie is also 24, anaturalblonde,with blue eyes. She's worked for Club Rhodes for just under two years. She was previously sold only to be sent back. She agreed to this job with a substantial payout of over £200,000.

"Where is she right now? Her name and address." "As you might have suspected, she's not in the mansion anymore. She retired for the night. I got her file from Butler Flora. Her name is Rosa Park. She lives in a one-room apartment Downtown. I had the bank monitor her bank account and it was said to have been at a standstill. Though there is an adequate outflow of cash monthly. She has a sick father." "No cash in? And she doesn't have another account under a fake name?" "I didn't..."

I told her as I scanned the items. “I’m Hannah, thank you, I’m sure it is going to be a real experience, I just started working as a PA at Rosewood Productions.” My ears perked up at her response, Rosewood Productions was owned by Lance Rosewood, one of the most powerful men here in Seattle. Though, he was known to be a hardheaded, and truly gruesome human.

The cheapest maintenance treatments money could buy. Wayne also discovered something else—when my parents died, they hadn't left behind only cash. They had also owned 30% of a small tech company. Over the years, that company had grown steadily, earning over a million in dividends annually. Yet every cent of those dividends had been funneled into Silas' private account under the guise of "management." I stared at the evidence in silence. There were no tears left to shed. "Chloe," Wayne said softly, "I've also reached out to Prof. Charrick in Kingspoint. He's a leading authority on your condition. After reviewing your case, he was furious—he said your treatment had been completely neglected fo