Yulia Rose Novels & Stories

Mason gives her one of his rare smiles and a surge of jealousy swamps me. Who the hell is she? What exactly has she done to deserve the ever scarce Mason grin? Feeling petty at being left out of the conversation, I clear my throat, interrupting whatever she was about to say. She turns in my direction, her pretty face darkening in confusion. Then she smiles. I feel like gourging out those beautiful eyes, God help me. "Hello there. I'm Yulia, the housekeeper's daughter." The housekeeper's daughter? Since when did La Magnifique have a housekeeper?

"You are not bad as you show yourself..." Vera said. "You didn't kill Mila, You helped me and thanks to you I don't have blue and purple marks on my face..." "Mila was my student and I was about to kill her but she is pregnant..." Rose replied. "She was your student?" Vera's eyes widened. "It means you___ oh my god! You are that 'Rose'..." Rose looked at her unbothered. "I am that 'Rose'..." "You were the one who burnt down one of the high table family of Russia!?"

“I don’t fucking care! I just got here, you should be taking me sightseeing, on dates, anything… I don’t do well locked up, Rosa!” I groaned heavily. God take me. I’d forgotten how clingy and outgoing Juliana was. Back in Boston, she slept by day and lived by night. She’s an influencer and likes to do outdoor content. “I’m sorry, I’ll be right out!” “Open the door,” she retorted. “What?” “Open up, I’ve got so much to tell you… remember Kade? The paperboy…” Did she really want to get in here and gossip while I’m naked?

Rose wiped away her tears, her voice choked with sobs as she accused, "That's not true. Julian has fallen for Vanessa. Grandfather, you know that woman; she killed someone a few years ago. She's a murderer, and Julian is still with her." "She's not a murderer." Julian's righteous tone startled Rose, but with Harvey by her side, she wasn't afraid, and her emotions became even more agitated. "See? I told you. Julian is with her!" "Julian, I'm not saying this to criticize you, but you're being far too indiscriminate." Maria walked forward with a smile, only to be met by Julian's ink-black eyes. She choked back her words and fell silent. Julian turned to face Rose. "I am with her."

Yulia berated him. Rogers closed his eyes as tears streaked down his eyes. Whatever internal turmoil he was going through meant nothing to me. He was going to pay with his life. “Who wants Yulia?” I asked. “I can not tell you that, not even with the threat of death,” Rogers said defiantly. “So go ahead and kill me, it changes nothing.” “Helena Craven,” Yulia said and I froze. “How do you know that name?” Rogers asked with shock written all over his drunk face.

“I’ll go out and have a look.” Julia came to the hall and saw Poison Rose sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed while swiping through her phone. She forced a smile, stepped forward, and said, “Ms. Rose, what brought you here today?” Poison Rose raised her head and said sarcastically, “Sigh, when people are successful, they will forget their old friends. Julia, you’re successful now that you have become the person in charge of Mark of the River Mountain’s subsidiary. Tsk. Tsk. You must earn a lot, right?”