Chapter 173: The Weight of It All
(Roselle's POV)
Sitting on the plush, velvet chair in my grand office, the weight of the world rested on my shoulders.
My fingers drummed rhythmically on the armrest as my mind drifted. I stared out of the large windows, watching the distant skyline of the city, but my thoughts were far away.
Samuel—my favorite Samuel—was heading to Eastern Europe, and I couldn't help the smirk that curled onto my lips.
The way he always managed to stay one step ahead, always unpredictable, always managing to rattle my cage.
But that smirk... it hid something deeper. Something darker.
"Damn it," I muttered under my breath. I was the Mafia Queen, the Lord of Darkness—a position no one could challenge.
I had power, control, everything I could have ever wanted. But Samuel? He made me feel things I couldn't shake. He made me angry, made me question everything I thought I knew.
Total three lifetimes together—fighting, betraying, loving, hating. Yet, every single time, it ended with us at odds, with me pushing him away, only for him to return.