Selfish Desire

Prologue

Rosa woke up looking excited. The comfort of the lounge king-size bed makes her feel like sleeping more, but it is her day; she can't joke with it.

The room was a first-class asylum, the floor and ceiling looking like a horizon, the windows offering breathtaking views of the city outline. Cream-colored floor was made of dark hardwood glowing like a star.

The elegant furniture created a sophisticated ambiance. She quickly rushed into the marbled-clad bathroom, a spa-like retreat; she entered the deep soaking jacuzzi with a separate rain shower and designer toiletries. Her face looked beautiful with a soft, relaxed smile as she sank deeper into the warm, scented water. Her eyes closed in bliss.

She stood up from the Jacuzzi and felt like a queen. She felt the soft fabric of her gown gleam under the chandelier light. She expressed in a soft tone to herself, her voice fluttering with excitement, "Finally, I will be addressed as Mrs. Donald.

Lilian, her chief bridesmaid. Stepped forward and gently adjusted Rosa's veil. "You are beautiful." Her bridesmaid said with a smirk. "Hmm! Pretty girl, I'm sure Mr. Donald won't recognize you, babe.

Rosa put on a happy expression, smiling like a princess, her bliss shining like sunshine; within her, she is still nervous. On their way to the waiting limousine, Rosa's thoughts wandered.

Rosa was a bit lost in thought as Lilian's voice woke her up from her thought. "Are you feeling okay?" Rosa lingered, pretending by forcing a smile. "Well, I'm okay. I think I'm a bit nervous.

The both of them entered into the luxury white limousine, the decoration of the car fitting the atmosphere of the occasion. As the driver drove off toward the wedding venue, Rosa's heart quivered with excitement at the thought of marrying Donald Ronald, the CEO.

The conversation between her and Lilian was light, filled with laughter and dreams of the future.

Bang!

The sharp sound of a gunshot pierced the air, shattering the peace.

Rosa froze in terror, her voice rising in panic. "Stop! Don't go any further!" she screamed at the driver. Rosa-a beautiful woman with aspirations-finds herself on the brink of an unraveling truth that could destroy her sanity.

Donald-a man who believed in the sanctity of marriage-will soon discover that love can also be a battlefield. Donald Ronald-known for his brilliance in the business world-was a man people admired, yet he was also an enigma. To Rosa, he was both her dream and her uncertainty. Will their love be strong enough to endure the revelations ahead, or will it crumble under the weight of the truth?

This is a tale of love, betrayal, and destiny-a journey where hearts are tested and trust becomes the ultimate sacrifice.

Chapter One: My Today's life

Rosa's POV

I remembered those days I stayed at my dad's house as a nobody. My mum died when I was a little girl; I was five then. I missed my beautiful mom.

When Jessica, my stepmother, entered my life, a traumatic incident happened.

"Mom, I didn't do it. My classmates lied against me," I sobbed as I told her about the lies. I was accused of stealing someone's maths set. My stepmom came over to our school to pick me up that day when my teacher reported me to her.

"Ma'am, she didn't do it. They all lied against her," Benson, my friend, spoke boldly without fear.

Trembling as she stared at me, sending shivers down my spine, she dragged me into the car. My stepmom, who had always been the best mom in the universe to me after my mother's death, not only believed that I was lying but also punished me for something I didn't know of. I felt bittered.

"I can see that you've started lying to me. All this is because you keep bad company," my mom yelled, and my father, Thompson Edrian, intervened to save me from scolding.

"Why won't you trust your daughter? She said she didn't do it!" my dad screamed at my stepmom over me. Immediately, I ran to my dad and stopped crying.

That day marked the final day I referred to my stepmom as my mother. However, in the days that followed, I limited my dialogue with her to only necessary matters. She gave birth to my step-sister, Nana. My dad, who had previously shown concern, has since changed entirely. My father's house is no longer where I am. I was treated like an outsider by my stepmother.

Well, in my today's life, I have met the love of my life, Donald Ronald, a young, handsome CEO of Hilly's company.

Donald called...

"Hi, babe. Are you ready? I'm coming over to pick you for our date."

After that call, I kept smiling and feeling so excited. I ran to the bathroom. I took my bath. As I was bathing, I kept singing.

A few minutes later, I ran out of my bathroom wearing my red floral dress and my beautiful black stilettos. While adjusting my makeup, I heard a horn.

"That should be Donald," I said. I quickly dashed out the door after picking my black purse.

Donald's POV

Coming out of my black Maybach car, she walked towards me. The moonlight danced across her face, highlighting the gentle curves of her cheeks and the soft, inviting shape of her lips. Her long, dark hair swayed with each step, like a sensual rhythm that drew me in.

I stood transfixed beside my car, my eyes locked on hers as she approached. The sound of her stilettos clicking on the pavement was like music to my ears, building anticipation with each step.

As she drew closer, I could see the sparkle in her eyes, the hint of a smile playing on her lips. My heart quickened, my senses came alive, and I knew in that moment-I was a goner.

I complimented her, "You're beautiful, Rosa."

She smiled and whispered, "Thanks, love."

She gave me a kiss on my cheek and a warm hug. I shivered like a little baby that fell inside chill water. I opened the front car door; she walked in like an angel sent from heaven and sat down comfortably. The lavender fragrance in my car soothed the atmosphere.

Rosa's POV

As I stepped out of the car, the cool evening air caressed my skin, and I couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. As we entered the upscale restaurant, I felt like a queen when my partner, Donald, offered me his arm.

The head waiter greeted us with a warm smile and escorted us to our luxury private restaurant. The restaurant was elegantly decorated with crisp white linens, fine china, and sparkling crystal. A breathtaking view of the city skyline stretched out before us, making me feel like we were on top of the world.

Donald pulled out my chair, and I sat down, feeling grateful for this romantic evening. He took his seat across from me, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that made my heart skip a beat.

"So, my dear," he said, his voice low and husky, "I have a surprise for you tonight."

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh? What is it?"

Donald smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "You'll just have to wait and see."

I laughed, feeling a flutter in my chest. I loved it when Donald was mysterious and playful. It always made me feel like I was on an adventure with him.

As we perused the menu, Donald reached across the table and took my hand, his fingers intertwining with mine. I felt a jolt of electricity at his touch, and I knew that this was going to be a night to remember.