Three weeks later, Rose had been unable to get a hang of getting round the countryside. Rose rolled out of bed groaning as sunlight filtered through her curtains. She took one look at her alarm clock and shivered when she spotted the day's forecast, despite the sunshine, it was still deathly cold, and they were to expect heavy rain and winds. Rose groaned again. She really did not want to get out of bed. She had been so sleepy and lazy these past week and concluded the reason to be the amount of work she had been dealing with recently. Two days after she had moved into her cottage, she got word that one of the company's projects had been failing. THe leaders under the project kept it under wraps in hopes that they could fix it before word got to the board.
When Rose heard, she held a meeting during which she gave men old enough to father her a very stern telling off. She, a very young lady, had to remind them, old grey men, that it was better to share problems so it was nipped in the bud, than be prideful and then let the problem grow limbs and wings. The entire time, she felt like she was lecturing her younger siblings.
Rose slipped out of bed and suddenly swayed. Everything went blurry for a minute and she had to hold onto her bedside table to stabilise herself. When it had all become normal, Rose frowned.
'A cold?' Rose thought to herself.
Rose slipped into her bathroom slippers and then padded to the bathroom.
She started the shower and then turned to make her way to the sink. Looking at herself in the mirror, she sighed. Soon the bathroom filled with steam.
"OW" Rose suddenly yelped.
Rose looked down at her breast with her toothbrush still in her mouth, foam covering her lips.
Rose's eyebrows furrowed. She raised her clean hand to touch at her breast.
"OW!!" She yelped again.
Her breasts were really tender and her nipples hurt.
"Wtf" Rose swore under her breath.
Rose used her fingers to count and then furrowed her brows again.
"My period is almost here" she said to herself. "Makes sense"
Rose continued to get ready.
She went to have a wee and when she pulled down her panties, she sighed.
"Not almost here...it IS here" she whispered as she stared at the patch of blood.
Rose had a feeling her day was not going to go well.
She wiped herself and then threw her clothes down the laundry chute.
Humming 'She will be loved' by Maroon 5, Rose lined a panty with a pad. When she was done, she asked Alexa to play her shower playlist and then stepped into the shower.
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*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*
*BANGGGGG BANGGGGG BANGGGGGG*
Rose thought she heard something. Her hands were in her shampoo filled hair and she asked Alexa to stop before listening carefully.
*BANG BANG BANGGGGG*
Rose jumped. The banging came thrice more and Rose hurried out the shower. She frowned as she wrapped a towel around her hair, then putting on a very heavy and fluffy lavender bath robe.
Rose exited her room and screamed "COMINNNGGGGG" as she descended the stairs.
By the time she got to the door, she was huffing and puffing.
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Aster
RomanceFollowing her divorce, Rose Willow Luceria is a 23-year-old heiress to a multibillion-dollar health and wellbeing corporation, is now on a journey to rediscover herself. One night with her ex-husband, Lucas Bernardi Albergo, produced two gifts that...