Roselyn

   She was lying flat on her stomach on the queen size bed. She was swinging her legs upward to down and down to upward in a perfect arch. Her chin was resting on her palms. She popped up on her elbow and weighed on it. She was reading a book online to forget her blunder mistake last night. The fact was she didn't remember anything because of the first time alcohol. Isha and Ana, her sister and bestie had locked the cupboard. They weren't allowing her to use the washroom until she told them the whole story about last night. She just remembered his handsome face. She brutally bit her inner lip and tasted her own blood. She sighed and started to read. 

     ' I am happy with you, perhaps you ain't happy with me. That's the reason, you are breaking my heart. - Girl said to her boyfriend with tears in her eyes. '

  A notification popped up on the screen, ' Where are you? I'm finding you in the whole dam* house, girl. When are you sharing the full details of your last night? - Isha '

    She was her adopted sister. She was twelve years old. When Isha came to the orphanage of Goa city on Christmas even for charity. She saw Roselyn there and asked her father to gift Roselyn to her as her Christian present. Her father, Mr Mario Pinto adopted her to fulfil her girl's wish like Roselyn was any stuff in a showroom. Isha treated her still like a present. She tried to rule over her. In fact, she did. She was helpless to do anything but her beautiful doll. 

     ' I'm at Ana's residence. Waiting for her.' She answered her in a reply box and said out loud being irritated. Last night had ruined her life. She disliked it when she got interrupted while reading her books. She continued with her reading. It was distracting her mind from last night's disaster.      

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    ' I love you. Why are you saying so? - boy asked with a broken heart expression on his face. '

       ' Because you love my outer beauty, not inner beauty. - girl replied with tears."

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      Isha's message popped up again. - She didn't adopt you. Why are you waiting for her? ' It was a taunting message from her. 

     She wished Ana's family would have adopted her. 

   She couldn't order her to walk out of here as Pinto and Fernandes were business partners of the P & F construction company, neighbours and friends. Mr Victor Fernandes was owning sixty percent of the company. She clicked on cancel with vexation. Turning on her back, she threw her head on the pillow. Silence tears slipped from her eyes. 

     " Why didn't you make me a doll, dear God? " She said in a broken voice. 

    " Hello, Rose? " A soft voice came, making her smile. 

    She was her best friend, Ana Fernandes. She was taller than her, short hair and brown eyes. She loves her like a real sister not as a doll in a showpiece. Whenever she went out shopping with her. Her parents asked the two girls to buy equally as she was their own daughter. She was wishing them to be her actual family. 

     She didn't budge her eyes to see Ana as her eyes were wet with tears. 

    " What are you doing? Thinking about your beautiful last night." She asked, In a teasing way. 

    " Last night ruined my life. I lost my virginity to a stranger. I don't remember dam* thing about it. " She wiped her eyes. 

    " Isha shouldn't spike your drink. Why do you think so? Don't turn it into negativity. " Ana rubbed her hands on her back, " Are you crying? " She softly asked.

     " Um no, reading." She replied smilingly in pretence. 

    " Love story? Your smile says. " She could hear Ana's chuckle.

    " What will you prefer before falling in love, heart or a beautiful face? " She asked her to change the subject. But she couldn't stop to think about his face and his well built muscular body. 

   " His pocket, his face, I don't know about the heart thing," she replied. 

     When she looked at her. Isha was also with her. She was polishing the new foundation on her cream skin. She was five and a half feet tall. Her hair was brown and short. There were green lenses in her black eyes. Isha and Ana mostly looked like sisters with there's same feature. 

     They laughed warmly. Abruptly, the door swung open. A troop of five men around their twenties came in view. They were in black formal suits. Only one attracted her sight. She sucked in her breath, her heart raced, her body trembled. She grasped the bed sheet in her hands. She felt tightness in my chest, her belly ache and dizziness. Last night's memory was standing in front of her in the beautiful shape of him, reality. He took her virginity. She could feel her body on fire. 

      His white shirt was hugging his muscular body, not bulky but regnant. Three buttons of his shirt were unfastened, showing his tattoos on his chest and toned body. There was a light adorable smile on his face, showing him some kind of Goddess. There were four people behind him, charging their guns at them. Her eyes widened in fear. She was terrified of him. 

     Was he here for her? What would he do to her? Why didn't he forget last night and let her also forget this mistake?

   " Wow! he's so handsome. Is he the same guy from last night?" Ana whispered. 

    She wanted to shout her lungs out.- He was the same guy. 

    What does he want? She thought.

    Crap! I'm still wearing his shirt.

     His eyes never left her. 

     " You're the daughters of P&F shipping owners." His bodyguard in the black suit behind him, taller and muscular than him asked in a heavy voice. 

    " We are. " Ana smiled. 

    " Stop! They're dangerous." She whispered. But Ana walked near him. The pointed gun of his cruel men stopped her. 

  " They were in the club." his man said slowly. 

    " Shirt is the proof." Mr Dapper said with a warm smile and spoke for the first time. Why was he pretending? There was much light in there to see each other. She was drunk but still remembered him, ' thankfully at least I remember his face. '

    She swallowed hard the guilt.

     " His voice is also like a goddess. " Ana said. 

      Ana's father is also interested in politics. Maybe it was normal for her. But for her, Ana's looking like a moron right now speaking at this time when four guns were pointed at them. More than guns she was scared of him. 

     " Would you like to read Love story, Mr Goddess? " Isha said in a flirty tone, picking her phone and giving him a flying kiss. She could feel last night's hangover in Isha tone.

    There were sweat drops on her forehead and drafting down from her forehead.

    " Can't you both keep your mouth shut?" She whispered slowly. She was sitting dead on the mattress afraid to move in front of him in his shirt. 

   " You're coming with me," he said in an autocratic voice. 

    Does our life really depend on him? Is he here for last night? she bit her inner lip. She shook her head.

    " Tik Tok tik tok five seconds and I'll shoot. " Next man to him said mockingly. 

    " I am coming. " She whispered instantly as fear clawed her.

      His smile got bigger on his pink lips. It was an evil smile. His intentions weren't appearing decent. 

     He paced toward her and stopped on the peppy pink carpet near the bed. He bent down. He had beautiful emerald eyes.

     Oh my God! His eyes, It's beautiful.

She couldn't see his eyes when she left his house because his eyes were closed as he was sleeping. He glared in her eyes. She blinked. He gazed down at her, wrapping her in his shirt. His strong hand crept on her waist. She sucked in her breath. Her chest heaved. His touch was sending shivers in her body. She felt his grip around her waist getting slightly tight. She squealed. Although it wasn't so tight she was afraid of him. 

     " Shh! No noise. It's not the first time, I'm touching you. Your friend's life depends on you." he smiled while threatening her. 

    She was afraid of him. He threw her over his shoulder and walked out of the room. She squealed again. But she firmly covered her mouth with her both hands one after another. He reached in the parking lot and put her on her feet. A black Jaguar car stopped behind her. His men opened the door. He rested his hand on the opened gate's top. 

      " Sit, " he said. 

      " N no way. " She trembled. 

     He moved a bit left side showing her friends were still on the gun's aim. There was a horrible look on both faces. Her eyes laid on the ground. All security guards were on the ground. 

     " Sit, " he said with a wicked smile. 

    Less than a second, she obeyed him and got in his car. He got in the next seat to her. She slipped away from him. Fear was clawing her. Tears were hovering on the edge of her eyes. She was struggling to keep her trembling away with fear.