Oh my god

Stop staring

Immediately

“Stop fucking him with your eyes.” Shit! She saw me again while watching her brother, but what can I do? He’s so handsome. Tall with a broad shoulder. The moving muscles of his body make every woman’s heart bleed. His long, dark brown hair is tied behind his head, but it’s silky and smooth, as I can feel from here. My hands want to touch him with every inch of my body.

Not today

Never

He looks like he saw me watching him. His dark green eyes shine in the light. He's running his eyes through every window like he’s searching for something. But then he turns and is busy with his work. They ignored me again. Disappointment falls again in my eyes or my heart. Again, he ignored me.

He lied

He betrayed

“No, I’m here. Just, you know, fresh air, and look at the flowers.”

“Oh no, there’s nothing wrong with watching flowers with a handsome bee who runs around on flowers.” Jessie knows about my every move toward her brother.

Ronald

She knows how much I feel for her brother. The day they’re coming as servants in my house. I stand far away from him. He looked straight into my eyes, and my world went upside down.

My father hired them for work when I was five years old. My memories never fade away because I remember him from the first day. These dark green eyes took my breath away. There’s something beautiful about us. He’s my first male friend and maybe lasts. His mother is Mrs. Laura, our main head cook, but it’s like she hates me. When I’m around her son, she behaves differently, and she watches me with narrow eyes. When there’s no one around me, she yells at his son.

On the other hand, Mr. Carlo is always a wonderful and loving person. I really enjoyed his company. He’s like my father. He gave me a flower every day and wished me a good day. There’s so much difference between his parents. One side is very soft, and the other is like a hard rock.

“Well, it’s not just you who’s eating him; see around.” Jessie jerks her chin toward the main gate, and two girls in fewer clothes watch him. I hate girls because they always throw themselves on him, but I know him very well. Ronald always mines, and no one takes him away from me. Maybe we’re different in level, but love never saw levels.

Love sees the heart and soul in which people are always ready to bleed.

“Shit! You’re hearing your heart. You know, tell him.”

“Tell him what and who’s him?” My heart stopped beating for a second. He’s here, standing behind us. When did he come into the room? Am I so busy gawking?

Never mind

“Tell you that she’s in love with you.” The words came out of her mouth, and my heart skipped a beat. Oh no. No.

No

"Jessie, can you...” Before he completes his word, Jessie gives me a small wink. It’s just me and Ronald. His footsteps are coming closer, and I’m frozen in my place. My hands shook, and it’s going cold with sweat. The heat of his body touched my back.

“My little Rosee turned around.” Shit! He starts calling me Rosee Posee when I’m six and he’s ten. He always likes my bodyguard in front of everyone, but alone, he distracts me with his weird things. He pulled my hair and made me cry. But when I started crying, he gave me chocolate and candy because he hates my tears.

When I was in my first period, he gave me a bunch of flowers and made me smile. He’s always my first. My first kiss. It’s my birthday when he gives me a shiver with his kiss, and then he stops kissing me. Between these years, we've never been on the same track when I found him with other girls. Obviously, he had sex, but it doesn’t matter for me now. I lost him years ago, and now they’re just memories.

“I’m just here to invite you to my birthday party.” Without turning, I showed him an invitation because if I turned, they would see me again crying for him. He saw me weak again, and I don’t want him.

“You’re eighteen.”

“Like you forgot." With a little push, I found my space. Closing with him is like a warning for me.

“Rose...”

“Please don’t. It’s a beautiful day for me, so don’t ruin it. Come and go.” I lost my tracking when he pulled me against him. His heavy smell of flowers and sweat running around his body hit my nose. His naked chest is calling me for a touch.

“Tell me we’re the same. This is just a misunderstanding, and you know I’m always yours, my Rosee.” Rosee How simply lied? It’s not a misunderstanding. He lied to me. He fooled me.

“Just misunderstanding? I saw you with her.”

“And I saw you with him.” He whispers against my shaky lips while I’m busy goggling his chest.

“I thi...”

“What the hell happened here? Jesus Ronald.” We both jumped at a voice, and it’s Ronald’s mother. Ronald pushed me away. Oh yeah, how can I forget that he’s a puppet for her mother?

“I told you to stay away from rich guys. She is always looking for a chance when she throws herself at someone, and when she needs to be complete, then you’re just trash.” She said everything while watching me. How negative is she about me?

"Mom, it’s not...”

“Miss Rose, I think your mother is calling for you, and it’s time for you to stop running around my poor boy.” I’m waiting for something coming from Ronald’s mouth, but nothing. He never takes a stand for him or me. He’s just her mother, Ronald. Putting my distance between us, I jerk away from my arm from his grip.

He never knows how his mother is ruining his life.