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He pressed down harder. "Speak!" His voice cut like ice. "You have three seconds. Or you can forget about ever talking again." He signaled for someone to bring over a bottle of sulfuric acid. As the man tilted it forward, poised to pour, Chloe shrieked, terrified. "I read her diary!" she blurted out. Mickey raised a hand. The man holding the bottle stepped back. Tears streamed down Chloe's face as she sobbed, "I read her diary… she wrote about the orphanage, about everything. That night, you were drunk… you called out 'Rose' in your sleep."

CHAPTER ONE VANESSA'S POV The strong smell of food wafted up to my nostrils persistently, though I was feeling hungry, I didn't just have the appetite to eat anything. "Bon appetite." the chef clad in thickly starched white uniform said cheerily to me. I beamed him a bright smile and nodded slightly, as a dismissive gesture. My gaze wandered to the different assortment of food laid out on the table, ranging from bacon, eggs...scrambled eggs, a very thick greasy looking omelet.

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

She smelled like white roses. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Lady Elizabeth." "I feel the same way, My Prince. Umm… Shall we order? I'm afraid I'm rather famished." She whispered. I wasn't expecting this but I didn't mind at all. Perhaps this wouldn't be as cringe as my previous dates. I clapped my hands and a waiter appeared. I could see her from my side eye trying the cashews in front of her. This was going to be interesting. ROSALIND'S POV

"I brought out the very best champagne for tonight." We followed her to the living room where she poured us all drinks. The wine was so good that we kept refilling our glasses without thinking about it. Soon, I felt pleasantly fuzzy. Rosy got all giggly and Noah, more voluble. The champagne loosened our tongues further. Noah and Rosy began to talk about really personal stuff. I paid more attention to what Rosy said. "So tell me, Valeria, about you and Dimitri," Rosy said as she poured me yet another glass of champagne. "Whenever I see you in the office, I can barely tell what you think about him."

The waterfall roared louder than usual, but a rancid smell overpowered the usual scent of roses. Rogues were waiting for her, not Xavier. One of them was the unkempt man from the market. Rose readied herself, then she felt him. Xavier, running flat out, drawn by the bond. He burst into the clearing, eyes blazing. “Rose, run!” “No, we fight together.” Then the wild roses moved like a living thing. They had always grown thick here, but tonight they came alive. Vines wrapped her ankles, thorns gentle against her skin, petals brushing her face.

Liz lifted one of the roses from the bouquet and inhaled. A warm feeling wriggled through her that after all this time Matt still remembered roses were her favorite. Oh, of course they were from him. No note, but who else that she knew would have possession of The Cup.

All the lights in the room were off but still, everything was visible as the candles in the room were shining brightly in every corner of the room. I locked the door after me and saw rose petals scattered on the table with a bottle of champagne placed on it along with a chocolate cake and... Two raspberry lemon parfait. "Hey..." Hazel's soft voice reached my ears and I turned to my right to have a look at her. Damn... This girl wants to take my soul out of my body.

The scent of bleach was stronger now, sharper, as though the place had sensed what she carried and braced itself. Rose sat down on the edge of her bed. The thin mattress sank under her, and for a moment, she just stared at the floor. Her fingers shook when she uncurled them. The papers slipped onto the blanket beside her, pages whispering as they settled. Her eyes found the name first. Eli Zhou. Not Sallow. Not a single trace of Duke. She read it again, even though the letters blurred through the film of tears she hadn’t realized she was holding back.

Champagne walked out of the kitchen towards the door and unlocked it, there was no one specific but a box of chocolates and a bunch of roses. Her eyes lifted and scanned the hallway but no one was around, her gaze landed back on the flowers and she bent down to pick them up and heard a click as a blue light flashed her way. Champagne her head quick and stood to up, she was sure she heard a camera and even saw a light. Someone was watching her, she been right some one was stalking her. Her eyes turned to the flowers again, she was growing more suspicious of these flowers. Champagne picked them up with the box of chocolate's and walked inside.