His Fiore

27

Rose's P.O.V

After I ate, I stood in one of the corridors and stared out the human sized window. My mind went back to the conversation I had with Enrique about my rebellious life before marriage. I was an idiot who got into too much illegal trouble just for validation off a psychotic piece of ass.

At the time, I hated my parents for pulling me out of that and making me go through severe training to take control of my dads business and to reform my attitude but now I'm so so thankful. If I continued down that route, I would've never been able to have a normal life. All I now hope is that I never have to cross paths with the mastermind of my worse years.

Now about what happened before dinner... I don't want to think about any of it. We were just in the heat of the moment.

Yes.

Sighing at my horrid attempt to ignore that, I rubbed my arms up and down as a cool breeze rushed through me. Deciding it was time to go to bed, I made my way to the room and went straight to the bathroom so I could do the necessities before bed. Once I had finished everything, I dove straight for the bed, taking no notice of Enrique's absence.

Enrique's P.O.V

"For the love of God, Dante stop being a piss head and give me the ingredients!" I shouted as he had the nerve to continue chuckling at me.

I've been sat here for so long trying to make food for my girl, who I have yet to woo, but this man is not making it easy for me. All I want is the recipe for the cheesecake but he refuses to give it, unless I twerk for him.

He was so... Rosey.

"Oh c'monnn it's just us bros" he said as I huffed before throwing a towel at the camera in the corner of the kitchen.

I don't need him, I'll do it myself.

...

Yes so the original plan was to do it myself however there is a certain problem.

I know fuck all about cheescake.

I rested my elbows on the worktop and let my hand rest in my hands. This is not going well. It's already 10pm and my food is getting cold.

I guess I just have to make do with chocolate strawberries and the lasagne, hopefully she will like it. With all the time and effort I put in, there's nothing that can stop her from loving it.

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Nothing but her sleeping.

There spread out onto our bedsheet was Rose, fast asleep with drool pouring out the side of her mouth. I put my head back and blew out a huff of anger and exhaustion. All of my hard work has gone to waste.

Great.

Sighing in disappointment, I walked up to her side and lifted the duvet so it was fully covering her. A small smile sat on her face as I tucked her in trying to forget the fact that all of my time and patience went down the drain.

Well i guess I'll just warm it up for her in the morning and place the strawberries in the fridge. At least she is getting some rest in. Maybe I should try get some too, once I finished everything downstairs.

After making my way down, I put all of the food away and cleaned up my... mess. Even if Rose didn't get to try it tonight, I'm quite proud of myself, I mean I did do it with absolute no help, seen as though my friend is an illiterate little shit who just likes to see me suffer.

I just sincerely hope that Rose will somehow take note of the fact that I'm actually trying for this relationship. Maybe this plan mother made isn't the worst thing on this planet.