* Extra Story of Rosabella và Charles

Rosabella hates Charles.


In fact, she hated all of them, but for some reason, Charles's face caused such a reaction in her that she could only understand it as one thing: hatred.

She had a good life before, and although a bit repetitive or boring at times, she was satisfied.

She lived in a lovely apartment and while her parents did not approve of her choice to become a nurse, they accepted that this was the path she had chosen for her life.


Rosabella's family was very wealthy. So it was natural for them to assume that their only daughter would eventually take over the family business and continue the lineage. However, they soon understood that Rosabella was a peculiar child.

She doesn't like being told what to do and she certainly has her own definition of success. While other daughters of wealthy families easily felt guilty about doing what was expected of them, Rosabella was never one to bow to someone's rules - no matter how important they were.


Therefore, it came as no surprise to her parents that when she finished school, she packed her bags and announced that she was leaving to live in City X.

Rosabella has always been a brave girl. But so far this has only been on the basis of making her own choices, living alone, becoming a nurse, and dating whoever she likes.

This never included joining a mafia family.

It's easy to blame her best friend for not being stronger.

But after she's trapped in the same house as the people who kidnapped her in the first place, she slowly comes to understand that there's only one group to blame - the Black Roses.

Especially when Fanny was gone, she could feel growing disgust for them. Who do they think they are?

This large room in their luxury mansion probably impressed Fanny - she grew up in a simple house that only met her basic needs.

What about Rosabella? She is unaffected by her wardrobe choice or crystal chandelier. This is a life she gave up a long time ago in exchange for something more meaningful. A life of serving others, saving them, and taking care of them while having their own priceless people around.

People who love her for her, not because of who her family is or how her bank account is loaded.

Rosabella never had parents who loved her just for the fact that she was their daughter.

Are not. She is like an investment in them. Someone they can marry to make a good alliance or even just to continue their business.

However, when she met Fanny, Rosabella learned the true meaning of familial love. Through friendship with her and also regular contact with her father, it is as if she has finally found a family of her own. A family that really loves her.

And now? Now, she feels trapped in a fake group of a group that calls themselves a family despite everything but that.

Just think of their faces, Michel the piece of crap leader who broke the heart of her best friend and second-in-command Charles. Talk about the devil and it may appear.

As if he was summoned, there was a soft knock on her door, followed by him walking into her room, easily walking in and standing there, looking at her as if he had all the right. To do that.

By now, he was used to not waiting for her permission to enter. Anyway, Rosabella is giving him a high school diploma. It's not like it really confused him.

"What?" She sighed, not even turning her head from the window she was looking out of.

"I told you to attend a dinner." He said, his voice carrying a gruff tone of annoyance.

Rosabella hummed. "It's like I give a crap about it. You'd better spend your time looking for Fanny than eating." She bounced back, flicking her head at him, letting her hair fall over her shoulders.

Charles looked at Rosabella as she stood there with silent tears, threatening to spill. He knew exactly that she was trying to put on a strong front ever since the day they found her collapsed in a broom closet in Fanny's old apartment.

But she broke. Waiting for some news regarding Fanny's whereabouts drove them all crazy. Especially Michel. He also hasn't shown his face at dinner since she disappeared.

However, Charles will be the last to express his feelings. After all, he is known to be the quiet, mysterious person in the family. And he likes it that way. Because this allows him to have complete privacy in his thoughts. Especially the ones he had for the girl standing there, glaring at him.

Charles remained unfazed. "And when I tell you to show, you show. Is that clear?"

Her gaze grew more and more intense, the fire in her eyes deepening, making their browns shine brightly like liquid chocolate.

What is it about this girl that makes him feel like this? But Charles knows what it is. That was her fearless aura.

This angry beauty that she possesses, doesn't even have the slightest fear to stop doing what she stands for.

Just as he imagined pulling her slender but lush figure against him, she stepped forward as if sensing what he was envisioning in his head.

"You wouldn't think I'd condone any of you. You may have gotten Fanny's sympathy, but I'll never let go of the real you. Murderer. All of you. Everyone has blood on their hands." She hissed.

And while he should have been offended by her words, they only drew him more. The hourglass figure she gets worn in a body con dress is causing a stir in his crotch area while her silky hair and plum lips look so attractive, he barely can keep them together.

Thank god, he is a master at keeping his poker face.

"You don't want to make me angry, Rosabella. You just said that. We're murderers, so you better do as I say." He retorted and didn't give her a chance to answer as he immediately walked out.