ROSALIA'S POV:

I have always dreamt of marrying someone who will love, adore and cherish me the most.

I've witnessed the downfall of my parents' marriage. The haunting memories of my childhood made me so paranoid.

I was always so hungry for love. For just once in my life I wanted to know how it feels to be truly cherished by someone. But things never happen the way I expect.

Love is not something that is written in my fate. I guess I'm cursed to die unloved.

I had no other option but to give in.

The fear of losing my loved ones was much more than the taste of my freedom.

I wished Mommy was here to protect me. She would never let this happen.

I wish I was strong like you, mother.

I saw a tray full of food on the nightstand. I was not in the mood to eat anything. Never running out of tears that night, I cried myself to sleep.

THE NEXT DAY...

I woke up to a knock on the door.

Hoping that someone had brought me food, I asked to come in.

A woman in her 30s came in. "Good morning madam. I'm Maria. Master Kevin has requested your presence at the breakfast table. He has sent me to help you get ready."

She walked over to the bathroom and prepared a bath for me.

I took a bath and walked inside the closet wearing a bathrobe.

I never really had this many clothes in my entire life. I changed into jeans and an off-shoulder top.

Again Maria came in and asked me if I needed anything. I shook my head negatively but she did not leave. I kept my hair open after drying it.

"Madam, do you want me to help you with your hair or makeup?" Maria said.

I'm not really used to having other people do my work. It was a bit uncomfortable.

"You don't need to call me madam. You can call me by my name, it's Rosalia"

"You are very sweet, madam and your name is also, but I can not do that. I am your maid. It is against the rules," she said smiling.

She had an alluring smile on her face. I think she is a nice person. I was getting comfortable with her.

But as I saw her staring at me, I asked, "Is something wrong with my dress, Maria?"

"Sorry, madam. Master Kevin has never brought any girl to his bedroom. You are the first."

'They are lucky then' I thought.

"You are really very beautiful, madam"

I blushed hard. I always feel shy if someone flatters me.

"All the maids downstairs are waiting to catch a glimpse of you," she further said.

"But why?"

"Because you are master Kevin's fiancee. We never thought Master Kevin would get married ever."

Her words were stabbing my heart in many ways but I remained silent and followed her through the way to the breakfast table. If I had not, I might have got lost in this endless mansion.

I saw Kevin already sitting on the head chair. Kate was also there with Aaron on her lap.

Kevin looked at me with a cold stare. I nervously sat two seats away from him.

"Good morning, Rosalia" Kate finally spoke to break the awkward silence in the room. She handed Aaron to an older lady.

"Good Morning" I greeted.

"I did not get to know about your arrival yesterday."

'That's a disadvantage of living in a huge ass mansion.'

She was saying as if I came here by choice. I didn't know what to say. I kept my head low.

"She was quite tired. I told her to take some rest." Kevin spoke.

I smiled at her meekly.

Soon the maids served us breakfast.

I ate it all because I was more than just hungry.

I felt uncomfortable as I noticed the maids constantly staring at me and quietly talking among themselves.

After having breakfast, I came back to the bedroom and was relaxing on the bed.

I saw Kevin coming in.

"Come with me," he ordered.

"W.. Where?" I couldn't even talk to him without stuttering.

"We are going out" he pointed me to follow him. I did out of fear. I definitely did not want to repeat last night.

We walked over to the main entrance of the mansion and then to the parking lot.

I was following him like a lost puppy.

I noticed he had more cars than a garage itself.

He went over to a Rolls Royce and told me to get in. I sat in the passenger seat.

As we got some distance, I noticed his mansion was on the outskirts of the city.

"Where are we going?" I gathered all my courage and asked him.

"To your sister's place," he casually informed.

"W... Why?"

"Sweetheart, Don't you want to invite your little sis to our wedding?"

No, I don't. I don't want my sister anywhere near this scary man who threatened to kill her. But I also cannot get married without letting her know. I don't know how she is going to react to this.

"I want to meet her alone"

"Baby, with the act you pulled yesterday you have lost all sorts of freedom"

His hands were roaming all over my thighs the whole ride. When I tried to slap them away he gave me a cold stare and grabbed them hard.

After some time a familiar building came into my view. I called up Emilia to come out of her dorm.

We went to a nearby restaurant.

Kevin sat beside me and Emi sat on the opposite side of the table.

Kevin was smiling and holding my hand like we were some lovey-dovey couple.

I could not resist him in front of Emi. I could not let her doubt anything. Kevin was taking advantage of this situation very well.

He would purposely peck my cheeks and hold me by my waist. He was brushing his fingers on my thighs under the table to tease me before my sister.

It was enough to make my breathing heavy. He was proudly enjoying my response to his touch.

He convinced Emilia to order all her favourite foods. My sister was taken aback when we told her about the wedding.

"Rose, you did not even tell me that you have a boyfriend, and now you are suddenly inviting me to your wedding, which is only two days away. I'll never forgive you ever." She pouted in annoyance.

"I am so sorry Emi. Please forgive me this time, please, sweetie," I tried my best to convince her. But she was too stubborn. It was not her fault though.

"Please listen to your sister Emilia. It's actually my fault. I did not let her disclose to anyone about our relationship including you. And for some serious issues, We abruptly made the decision last night. Right baby?" Kevin asked looking at me while stroking my hair.

"Yes... Yes, Emi. please try to understand," I said.

"Don't tell me you are pregnant, Rose," Emi blurted out, looking at me.

"What... What no. No, I'm not" I was dumbfounded and extremely embarrassed.

How dare she say that in front of Kevin?

Kevin was laughing like hell.

He was looking so genuine at that moment that I forgot it was all fake. His smile was like the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

"I don't even have a dress for my sister's wedding," she mumbled while eating.

I felt furious.

Why is giving such unnecessary information to him?

"You don't need to..." Kevin cut me off before I could finish.

"That will be taken care of! And I'll send my driver to pick you up that day, Emilia."

"Omg, thank you so much, Kevin. You are really nice," being impressed, Emilia conveyed.

Nice! Only if you knew. I forced a smile.

After that, he took me shopping.

We spent the whole day buying a wedding gown and a suit for him. He told me to pick up a dress for Emilia.

I had never seen these expensive clothes in my life. I requested him not to buy all of these, but he completely ignored me. Even if I sell my organs, I'll not be able to pay him back.

He bought me bridal lingerie. I was feeling so uneasy in that store. I told him not to, but he gave me a death glare, which was enough to shut me up.

The last thing I wanted to do was to anger him.

We had dinner at a very posh restaurant.

I was feeling very tired even though I did nothing. From wedding gowns to lingerie, everything was chosen by him.

After reaching home I freshened up and changed into a PJs and drifted off to sleep.

The next day Kevin sent me to a salon with Kate. There were two of his men following us. They stood outside the salon.

The whole day passed by doing some essential bridal treatment according to Kate. This includes hair and body spa, pedicure, manicure, full body waxing and much more, most of which I had never done before.

I was happy that I had not to face Kevin for the entire day. He scares the living daylight out of me.

However, my anxiety was growing thinking about the next day, the day of the wedding. If someone had told me just a week ago that I was going to get married I wouldn't have believed that.

But there I was ... I was going to marry a cold-blooded mafia who enjoys torturing people to death. I would not be able to forget what I saw until the day I would die.

I just hoped Kristen is alright. Hopefully tomorrow, he will let her go.

I did all he told me to.

Unable to sleep, I was tossing and turning in the giant bed.

I have a habit of eating something sweet when I feel anxious. So, I quietly stepped outside of the room.

After half an hour of searching, I finally found the kitchen.

I went to the fridge and opened the fridge door. After a little bit of searching, I found a bowl of chocolate ice cream.

I grabbed it out of the fridge and was busy searching for a spoon when I felt someone's sudden presence behind me.

I slowly turned around and found a shirtless Kevin with just black track pants on looking at me arching his eyebrows.

I could see his body because of the dim light which was passing through the hallways.

His eight pack abs were on display. I could not deny that the perfect V line on his torso and the tattoos on his forearm were more than attractive.

I couldn't tear my eyes away. His perfectly sculpted body glistened under the dim light, making him look impossibly handsome. Every detail of him seemed almost unreal, like a vision I couldn't help but admire.

A handsome hot, sexy and scary devil.

A devil in disguise.

"Are you stealing food from my fridge, kitten?" His raspy sleepy voice dragged me back to reality.

I cannot drool over someone like him.

"I.. I... I..... " I shivered as he was coming closer to me. I tried to bring myself backwards but my back hit the cold metallic door of the fridge.

He came closer and closer to me. Soon, I was trapped between the fridge and his warm, shirtless, tall body, which was practically towering over me.

I could smell his scent. My legs felt wobbly due to the intimidating proximity.

I was feeling extremely embarrassed for being caught red-handed by him.

"I... I am sorry," I kept my eyes low.

Out of the blue, he grabbed my thighs and picked me up effortlessly and made me sit on the kitchen counter.

The ice cream bowl was on my right hand while I grabbed his shoulder with my left hand.

Parting my legs, he stood between them. His hands were still on my thighs. He squeezed them making me squirm. I could not look into his eyes.

"Why do you think saying sorry can fix everything?" He asked in a soft, raspy tone, which was very unusual to me. He was making me scared.

I kept quiet as I was unable to find proper words. I could feel the heat in my body.

"Baby, didn't I tell you to look at me when I talk to you?" he pulled my chin and made me look into his domineering eyes.

I saw his gaze lingering on my lips. He licked his bottom lip. His closeness was sending shivers down my spine.

He scooped some of the ice creams with his fingertips and applied them to the valley of my neck.

The sudden contact of the cold ice cream with my warm skin made me flinch. I saw him smirking at my reaction.

He leaned extremely closer. Attaching his lips to my neck, he started licking the ice cream off my skin deliberately.

I could feel his uneven breathing on my skin. I tried to push him by putting my hands on his stone hard chest but he did not even budge.

I felt a unique sensation building up in my body.

After licking that ice cream clean, he started sucking and biting on that spot. Unintentionally, a moan escaped from my mouth.

He squeezed my thighs tighter and kept sucking that area. I closed my eyes shut and hissed in pain as he bit that spot a little hard. His touch, his scent and his recent tortures sent electric shivers directly to my core.

I could feel some wetness between my legs.

"P.. Please," I managed to say somehow. I grabbed his shoulders hard.

After inhaling my scent a bit he lifted his head, I saw a playful smile spread across his face. He whispered in a soft lusty voice, "Go get some sleep, pet, you might not get tomorrow."