Rosario's P.O.V.
Fuck I am dead.
I don't know why but I felt that white hot jealousy when that stupid Santiago intertwined his hands with her.
Why the fuck am I thinking like this.
Save me lord.
Okay I understand she is beautiful, when she smiles she lights up the whole world, when she shivered at our close proximity, I felt like claiming her right their. And when she said
"My king".
For. God's. sakes. Rosario.
I groaned in frustration.
I was currently on my way to Alex's house after dropping Rosalyn home and watching her cute little-
Shit I need to release some stress.
I heard my phone ring. It is connected to the car automatically. I saw it was that Asshole Alex.
"Hey man, you coming?"
"Yeah."
"Cool. Shiela and her friends are on their way to keep us company."
"Yeah that's actually awesome."
"Of course it's awesome. I knew you would want to release some stress after watching a certain girls cute little a-
" shut the fuck up alex and hang up dude. "
" Hehehe. Hit a nerve hu-
Before he could continue I pressed the red button.
He knows just how to get on my nerves.
I rubbed my hands on my face.
I got an incoming call again but this time it was my father's secretary.
I picked it up quickly.
"Master Rosario, Mr. Delarosa requires your presence immediately."
"Ok Stella I'll be there in 10."
Here goes my plan on blowing off some steam.
"If you can be here in 5 we can warm up a bit"
Stella said seductively before hanging up.
Well not bad.
As I reached dad's office everyone was looking at me. Some of them greeting me. Everyone knew who I was since I came here during holidays to learn how to handle our business and mafia together.
I just nodded at all of them in acknowledgement keeping my cold emotionless face I went towards the lift.
When I arrived at my dad's floor I was greeted with the sight of Stella files in her hands going downstairs. I stopped her,
"Meet me after I am done with father"
I told her huskily to which she nodded seductively and blushing furiously.
I reckon.
I smirked to myself.
Except her.
I frowned at that.
I quickly shook my head trying to rid myself of the stupid thoughts.
I was about to open the door to my dad's office when I heard something.
"Aww man you are whipped"
"Shut up Drevon."
"Reallllllly? Cause the way you and your brat was holding her during your funeral told a whole different story. Vencenzo Delarosa and Rosario Delarosa, the cold hearted players, softening for a flower named Rosalyn. Ahh she is a sight for sore eyes. Isn't she? But ohh well if you are not interested you can marry her to me. I will love it if you can walk her down the aisle like a good ole step-
Like father like son.
He was stopped by the voice of a glass being thrown at him.
"Dude, can you stop wasting whiskey."
"Stop teasing me you fool otherwise I will shoot you."
Ok I will agree on this one.
"Master Rosario why are you standing outside the door."
I heard Stella's irritating voice.
You have a shitty timing Stella.
I turned back giving her a fake smile and entered the room. My father looked as if he just hadn't thrown a glass of whiskey on his friend but had been engrossed in his paperwork. While Mr. Black looked like he was just solving a soduku in new york times.
And I being my father's son looked like I wasn't just listening to their wierd conversations about Rosalyn but had been flirting with his secretary.
"Father, Mr. Black"
I acknowledged both of them.
Mr. Black nodded at me stoically while father just looked at me coldly before going back to his papers.
"Vincenzo I will see you tommorow night."
My father nodded at him.
When he left I looked at my father quizzically.
" we will be joining them for dinner at their place celebrating his wife health as you know she has been not doing well. But now she is good."
My father told me coldly and I wasn't surprised that Alexander didn't told me since Diana, Mr. Black's wife is his step-mother. His biological mother died a few days after giving birth to him. Diana is basically a gold digging whore, hell she practically tried to seduce me once.
I sighed but nodded.
"Why did you call me here?"
I asked him. Since it was not a break he wasn't going to make me sit with him during meetings. Maybe it's something about mafia.
"It's the fucking Russians."
Hearing the name of Russian mafia made me stand straighter and my eyes narrowed at my father.
"I thought we had an understanding. What did they do this time?"
I asked him in my cold commanding voice.
"They disrupted our Dhaka shipment of Drugs and gold. Though they do not admit it but I am absolutely sure it was them. Lubov's son Ivan was in Dhaka during that time. Though I don't have concrete evidence."
Hearing that bastard Ivan's name made me clench my jaw. That bastard basically sold his half sister for a few dollars. I shivered in disgust remembering the state I had found the girl in. She was tied to the bed and no matter what we did she just stared at the ceiling lifelessly before one day we found her dead in her hospital room. She had killed herself with a fork.
"The thing that is causing me trouble is he is coming to New York."
Hearing this made me snap out of my trance.
"WHAT?! why the hell is he coming here."
My father sighed before pressing the bridge of his nose.
"I have no idea. But you know what to do right?"
He asked me while staring at me as if to judge me. I knew what he was trying to say.
Keep. Rosalyn. The. Hell. Away. From. Him.
I nodded at him.
"Yes I understand."
With that I turned on my heel and left.
Rosalyn's P.O.V.
As I was descending the steps of the mansion I couldn't help but notice a white Lamborghini was parked outside. It looked unfamiliar but at same time it looked familiar, but I shrugged thinking it was one of The Delarosa's car before entering inside.
As I entered, I came face to face with a very distressed looking Linda. As soon as she saw me her eyes widened before rushing towards me.
"Linda, are you okay? you look stressed ."
she just shook her head.
"ohh no honey I am really fine it's just we have guests how about you go to your room . I will send some cheesecake for you."
She said while releasing a string of anxiety that was choking me slowly.
"but Linda should'nt I greet the guests I mean won't Mr. Delarosa find it bad that he has a guest and I did'nt go to greet them."
At this her eyes widened ,
"ohh no trust me sweetheart, he is not a really good person-
But before she could continue I heard deep voice making me turn my head to the left.
" Is that you Rosalyn?"
Seeing the familiar Red head made me smile widely.
"IVAN?!"
I ran towards his outstretched arms and buried my face in his cheat inhaling his sweet apple smell mixed with something manly as I felt the same warmth, that he had always released as I immersed myself in his aura, feeling at home.
" god Rosalyn, I missed you too"
he told me while wrapping his arms around me.
Flashback
I was sitting in a cafe and doing my homework. It was a really deserted cafe and people rarely ever came in but I was there constant customer . I even knew the owner and she would always bring my dalgona coffee and Croissant without me even ordering it since it was the thing I ordered every time I came here. It was the same today. I smiled at her when she placed my order on the table . She smiled back at me kindly before leaving me to do my homework.
I sighed before opening my books. I was concentrating hard when I was jolted by the sound of someone opening and closing the door harshly.
I looked up to see a red head giving orders . He had his back to me so I could'nt really see his face. He was wearing a sand colured shirt with his black jeans. He was broad. His muscles were bulging out of his shirt. The view was drool worthy. He was feeling intense frustration which made me frown, But when he turned around my breath got stuck in my throat due to three reasons.
1. His beautiful emerald green eyes that looked so unearthly beautiful.
2. His sharp features. High cheekbones. Soft kissable lips. Straight nose.
3. He had gash on his right cheeks.
I don't know what came over me but I quickly rushed to him.
"Ohh my god , your wound looks bad . Please let me help you."
When he saw me he narrowed his eyes at me. He was towering me with his 6'2 height. He looked me up and down before smirking at me feeling disgusted at the sight of me.
"Let me guess how much money do you want? Or is it something else?"
This jolted me out of my trance and I suddenly wanted to punch his face.
What.the.fuck.dude.
I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Listen mister, I don't want to do anything with you just let me help you with your wound and I will be on my way. But don't make false assumptions."
I hissed at him.
He frowned before nodding and sitting down on of the chairs feeling extremely confused and suspicious, but I just ignored him.
I asked the kind lady for first aid box. She looked really scared of him. And honestly I was too. He had a dark aura around his that made me shiver but when he tried accusing me of being a gold digger. I couldn't help but get mad at him.
I then went towards him and cleaned his wounds. He was not making a single sound while I was disinfecting it . He was just staring at me intensely as if I was a puzzle that he could'nt solve. His intense stare was making my cheeks burn . But I just ignored him. When I was done with the wound on his face I asked him if there were anymore he showed me his knuckle and I proceeded to disinfect them and bandage them. After I was done . I gave the first aid box back to the kind lady and sat back on my table and continued doing my homework and ignored his stare as he still was confused by me.
I was so engrossed in my homework I didn't notice him coming over to my table until I heard the screech of a chair being pulled. I looked at him to find him looking at me apologetically.
"I am so sorry for my assumptions, I had a hard day today. Thank you so much for your help"
He said while smiling at me still feeling confused, his aura making my head spin, but I relished in the small amount of warmth he was releasing
This brought a smile on my face .
"Hi, my name is Rosalyn."
I said while putting my hand forward for him to shake.
"It's a pleasure, Roza. My name is Ivan."
He told me while kissing my knuckles making me blush. He chuckled at that feeling amused.
Omg how can a 14 year old boy be such a gentle man.
"what's a beautiful girl like you doing here alone?"
"Actually my parents are really busy and I was alone and I didn't like it at home so I came to the cafe to do my homework."
I told him while gesturing to my books.
"Well it's a good thing you did otherwise I won't have been able to meet you, Roza."
"What does Roza means?"
I asked him curiously. It sounded Russian.
"Roza means Rose in Russian. I call you that because you look like a little rose."
I giggled at that to which he just smiled feeling genuinely happy.
We talked endlessly about everything until a man in suit came to pick him up. He offered, no, more like ordered to let him drop me home.
We shared our phone numbers. Then it became a ritual for us to meet up at my place even after my parents were back.
He refused to meet my other friends but I was okay with it.
I used to meet him at his place too sometimes. But suddenly 6 months ago he just disappeared.
I looked up from his chest. then I frowned and quickly freed myself from him before smacking him on his bicep.
Hard..
"where have you been you asshole? it was like you dissappeared. you sold your house to someone else and I tried calling you so many times but someone else picked up . WHERE WERE YOU?"
I yelled at him.
He looked shocked for a moment before chuckling making me loose my breath. He was really handsome with his messy hair that were curled at the ends and beautiful emerald green eyes.
"I am so sorry roza, forgive me?"
He asked with a hand on his heart giving me his puppy eyes and he was genuinely feeling sorry, which diminished my anger, but I wanted to stay angry at him for some time.
Ughhh but this asshole, no I can't say no to him when he looks at me like that.
"yeah yeah but where were you?"
"I was in Russia. But now I am back."
he told me proudly while raising his chin high and thumping his chest releasing his happiness in waves.
I giggled at his antics. Before my eyes widened in realisation.
" Hey does that mean you will go to the same school as me."
But before he could answer me a shout interrupted us and in my case a gust of possessive and protective aura, slapped my face.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!"