Roseline Benjamin Novels & Stories

I pushed the thought away because I had more important things to do. One thing had to be done. In fact, I resumed it. I pulled out a rose from the vase by the window, which Aida had just placed, and like the others so far, I burned it. I watched in satisfaction as it flamed. It burned exactly like my patience. I watched the thick smoke rise to my eye level and wondered how there would be no diplomacy in resolving the issue with Clarissa. “What are you doing?” my cousin asked, poking his head through the door. Seemed like I could not get away from him today.

"Eloise did work my butt off but it was worth it. She might be ice cold but she respects me and was very kind to help me grow my connections." Tamara scoffed, rolling her eyes at Rosie's always kind attitude. "She was cruel, Rosie. Nevertheless, I am insanely proud of you." Some of Rosie's artwork was going to be displayed in one of the local art galleries. It was a big moment for her, a huge step in her career. Technically, the first big move into the start of her promising career. "Th-" "Amour, is your cousine here?" The door to Rosie's apartment opened. A tall and handsome french man walked in, his accent thick but beautiful. He was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

But she threw up on the way and then fell asleep exhausted" Benjamin said looking at the baby in his arms. "I missed her too" Isabella said and raised on her tip toes and pressed a light kiss on the baby's cheeks. Everyone looked at them in awe. 'They all look so cute together' a traitorous voice from inside Rosetta's head screamed. Rosetta shook her head to dispel that voice. She simply can't have her daughter sacrifice her life for someone else's child. "Bella" Benjamin called "Yes?" "Now that you resigned ,why don't you start a small scale baking" Benjamin asked

Just an older man with silver hair and eyes like oil; slick, dark, unreadable. They called him consigliere. Advisor. Manipulator. He smiled at her like he knew everything. Including why she was here. She avoided him for the rest of the day. But that night, as she cleaned the study, she found something. A black notebook, half-buried under a pile of folders. Inside, dates. Payments. Names. Including her father’s. One name was underlined in red. "Project 5B : Initiated by A.D." She blinked. Her breath caught.

Sh*t! Benjamin only raised an eyebrow as he approached me and sat beside me. He keeps smiling that boyish smile in my direction “I notice you alone” He offers me his hand for me to shake “I’m Paul” His voice that dark hint and I take a look at his hand for a while. Sighing, I finally accepted his offered hand “I’m Rose” I lied and Benjamin who knows it just gave me a big grin but didn’t say anything while keeping making drinks for the other customer.

(Thompson White's Mansion - 11:02PM) Body frozen, mind blank, Roseline's eyes ran through the strings of words that formed the message on the tiny card in her right hand again, and again, and again, her head working hard for a clue on who this anonymous sender might be. She could not think of anyone. Before meeting Thompson, she had been a hot mess on the cold streets of London, jumping from one odd job to another one in a bid to feed, as well as settle her mother's treatment bills.

Roseline's POV Walking on the streets, with the cool breeze fanning my face, I can't wait to leave the confines of Sinclair's house and live happily again. I decided to go on a walk after the intense argument with Sinclair. It breaks me to know that the man I gave my virginity to and all my firsts doesn't love me. I've accepted it now and I just have to learn how to start unloving him. I spot an old woman standing on the pedestrian, she looks really old but she's cute.

Lena screamed. Shit. “Henry?” Belinda called, staring at me. “Lena has a boyfriend, everyone!” Rosie screamed, with a carefree smile on her face. My gaze fixed on her. God, she looks so beautiful. “No I do not.” Lena growled. “I swear to God, Rosie. If I catch you.” Snap out of it Henry, she's coming your way. I gripped Belinda's arm then pulled her into the class, just as Rosie rushed outside the school building.

She couldn't even bring herself to break the annoying alarm clock as this one was a customized one. The particular clock had a voice which always started with a sweet voice,"wakie wakie baby.... Rise and shine my queen..." But that was not the only reason, the reason we're never the words...nope... not at all... The reason was the voice... It belonged to Rudra... She still finds it a mystery to solve that how her friend caught a hold of Rudra's voice that too such sweet one... Groaning, she picked up her alarm clock on her nightstand, Sakshi looked at the time and said,

Benjamin's reputation preceded him—a ruthless man with a code of honor that drove him to protect the innocent, even amidst the treacherous world they inhabited. Grim determination etched across Benjamin's face as he faced Marcus, daring him to challenge his authority. Marcus, realizing the odds were stacked against him, sneered and retreated into the shadows, disappearing just as quickly as he had appeared. Relief washed over Rose as she found herself surrounded by Benjamin and his trusted gang members. They formed a protective shield around her, offering solace and reassurance during this harrowing ordeal. "Mrs. Rose, you are safe now," Benjamin whispered, his voice filled with both empathy