How will she survive?
920 Words
Elsewhere, in a hospital cabin, Daniel sat with a blank expression while the doctor reviewed a file.
Handing it to him, the doctor said gravely, “As you already know, Miss Rose has had this condition since the age of four. That’s why her state is worsening now. Between 18 and 19 years of age, she’ll face extreme danger—it could even be life-threatening. I hope you can handle her.”
Snatching the file, Daniel growled, “Death cannot come to her without asking me first. I’ll never let anything happen to her. And one more thing—under no circumstances should she ever find out about this. Got it?”
The doctor sighed. “But she may be naïve now. As she grows, she’ll begin to realize what’s happening to her body. She has a right to know. Why keep it from her?”
Daniel slammed his fist on the table. “She owns nothing! Everything she is belongs to me. The day I took her from her home, her rights ended. Since then, everything—her body, her life, even her room—belongs only to Daniel Wilson. Got it?”
Terrified, the doctor nodded quickly. Daniel stormed out with the file. Alone, the doctor exhaled shakily. “Mr. Wilson is terrifying… but I fear for that little girl. With his obsession and her fragility—God knows what her future will be in the Wilson family. After all, no woman has ever lasted in that house. And now, for the first time, this child has been brought there… how will she survive?”
She went back to her work.
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By nightfall, the garden was glittering. Guests filled the space—celebrities mingled while media cameras flashed everywhere.
Diler greeted guests but kept glancing at the gate. Soon, Max appeared in a dark green suit.
“Did Daniel call? When is he coming? Alexa is ready, her parents keep asking about him, but he hasn’t arrived or answered my calls. Did he speak to you?” Diler asked anxiously.
Max snapped, “First of all, don’t ask me about your son. Ever since he raised his hand on me, I’ve hated him. Second—if he said he’ll do the engagement, he will. You know he never breaks a promise—not even if it costs him his life.”
Diler fell silent, and Max walked inside.
Meanwhile, in a room, Alexa stood radiant in a black gown, smiling at her reflection. “Just a little longer, and you’ll be mine. I still can’t believe I’m about to become the wife of Daniel Wilson—the most powerful man in Italy. Once I have his name, nothing else matters. And then I’ll deal with that clingy little girl. She’s so possessive of him—let’s see how she dares come near once I’m his fiancée.” She laughed.
But suddenly, the door locked from inside. She turned angrily. “Max! What are you doing here?”
Max walked straight to her, crushing his lips against hers. Shocked at first, Alexa soon kissed him back, and the room filled with the sound of their hungry mouths. Max began tugging at her gown.
“Stop, Max! What are you doing? My engagement is about to begin!” she protested.
He kissed her neck. “I want to make out with you right now.”
“Max, we just did it a few hours ago! Why are you always so horny for me? And besides, I’m about to become your younger brother’s wife. Control yourself. If Daniel ever finds out, he’ll kill us both. He can’t stand betrayal.”
Max smirked, kissing her harder. “Don’t worry—he’s too obsessed with that little girl to notice.”
At the mention of Rose, Alexa stiffened. Shoving him back, she snapped, “Max, do you really think Daniel is getting possessive about her? The way he behaves with me because of that brat—I hate it!”
Max snarled, “If he can shoot at me for that girl, what else do you expect? That’s why I told you—don’t fall for him. I’m the one who satisfies you in bed. Marry me instead—I’ll keep you happier.”
Alexa laughed coldly. “Have you seen yourself? Compared to Daniel, you’re nothing. Yes, you’re his elder brother, but he’s the one people fear, the one who’s successful. You’re only good for satisfying me in bed. Daniel, on the other hand, can satisfy me in every way. Don’t you dare compare yourself to him. You are nothing. Nothing!”
Max’s fury exploded. He grabbed her gown, grinding his teeth. “Do you realize you’re insulting me?”
Alexa shoved him. “Yes, I’m insulting you—because you’re a playboy! You need a new girl every night, and in between, you torment me. I want Daniel—he’s loyal, unlike you. He hasn’t even kissed me yet! Whatever happens next will only happen with him. Don’t ever touch me again. You’ve ruined my makeup.” She turned back to fix herself.
Max’s jaw clenched. “How dare you praise my brother to my face, insulting me like this? And you expect me to stand quietly?”
Her expression shifted in alarm. Before she could react, Max flung her onto the bed.
“Max! What are you doing?!” she screamed.
But he stripped off his coat and climbed over her. Within moments, Alexa’s screams echoed through the room.
- Writer
