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Their Humarack

A science fiction... Rosalyn a seemingly normal person who is 'oblivious' of her dark past and her 'true' self looks seemingly innocent with a caring family, Or so she thought. After her mother's death she ends up on The Delarosa men's threshold. The Ruthless and cruel Mr. Vincenzo Delarosa known for his mansion's west wing full of whores and a billionaire, who is The King of Italian mafia and is known in the underworld for his torture techniques and his only son Rosario Delarosa who is the biggest playboy known in the mankind. What will happen when people of past start reminding Rosalyn of who she is? What will happen when Rosalyn realises that she is far from innocent girl, in fact she isn't human at all. How will she prevent herself in becoming the villainess she was designed to be.

Anushka_Choudhary · 科幻言情
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16 Chs

Iris

Rosalyn's P.O.V.

When I woke up I found myself in my room. I was tucked in my bed and I could feel something moist on temple and cheeks.

When did I get here?

Then everything came crashing back to me.

Ohhh fuck.. They must be so pissed that I ruined their shirt.

Did I drool on their suits?

Did they carry me all the way here?

I groaned in frustration and looked at my bedside clock. It said 7:30.

I quickly got up and decided to change but I noticed that someone has changed me and instead of my dress, I was wearing a long white shirt. And I instantly recognized shirt whose shirt it is?

Rosario?!

It smelled like him, lime and aftershave and I started sniffing it like a dog.

What the heck am I doing?

Waitttt did he change me?!

Nooo fucking way!!

I quickly left my room and I started searching for Rosario.

I didn't have to worry about walking around like that since there were no guards around and beside Linda there were a few maids but they came in morning and left quickly unlike Linda who lived in the servant's quarters.

I didn't knew the routes and I was lost.

As I was about to back out I heard voices from my left. So I went towards the voice.

But nothing could have prepare me from the scene that was in front of me.

Mr. Delarosa was banging a women on the couch while the women kept moaning like crazy. He was mercilessly pounding inside her from behind making the couch jerk forward with every thrust. I soo wanted to leave but the sight of his strong back and ass flexing with every thrust. His hands gripping the girl's hair in a tight grip while pulling her to him as he manhandled her and released the musky lust had me in trance.

"Fuck principessa"

He groaned while closing his eyes and throwing his head back in pleasure.

Waittt... Isn't it what he calls me? What does it even mean?

I then suddenly realized that this must be the west wing of mansion as this woman must be one of Mr. Delarosa's whore.

So without making any noise I quickly started backing out, but I bumped into a wall and I let out a tiny squeal but before I could fall two arms snaked around my waist preventing me from falling and I was pushed to a chest and the familiar feeling of soothing warmth wrapped me in a cocoon and I had to hold back the urge to sigh.

"You okay piccolo raggaza?"

Rosario asked me in his deep husky voice that made me shiver while releasing the intense lust that made my knees weak. My back was pressed against his hard chest while his head was buried in the crook my neck and his arms were wrapped around me as if he was hugging me.

And then I smelt whiskey on him.

Ohh god he is drunk.

"Uhh..R-rosario?"

He hummed in my neck as if asking me to keep going.

"P-please l-let m-me go.."

At that he harshly turned me around and I was shocked to feel him emit rage and self loath making me frown.

"Why don't you like hugging me Rosalyn?"

And I hated the fact that Rosario felt self loath because of me.

I quickly shook my head and hugged him hard while burying my face in his chest as he felt surprised but it quickly changed into the addictive warmth that I was used to, as it caressed my being with its low octaves, and for the first time the feeling was pure, without a hint lust, just pure...affection? adoration? love?

"No.. Rosario I love your hugs, thank you for holding me today."

For a moment he was shocked then he quickly hugged me back tightly and buried his head on the top of my head and started running his fingers in my hair, combing them.

When I broke our hug I smiled at him but he was looking at me hungrily and released the same musky lust that Mr. Delarosa had been emitting.

" Uhhh Rosario?"

"mhmmm"

He replied while pulling me to him and snaking both of his hands on my waist. He tucked one of my bangs behind my hair as suddenly I felt the addictive warmth surround me making me sigh but I quickly shook it away.

"W-was it you who changed me? Is this your shirt?"

He looked at me in the eye and smirked at me.

"any problems with it? Bambino."

He asked me nonchalantly while feeling amused.

"N-no I-I w-was j-just curious."

I replied while stuttering like an idiot.

He just smiled at me innocently and was about to reply when Mr. Delarosa's voice boomed from behind him and making us both look at him and making me free myself from his grasp.

" WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING HERE"

But his eyes landed on me and it considerably darkened when he looked at my attire making my cheeks heat up instantly as he released the musky aura with the addictive warmth flowing of him in low octaves,

he walked towards me like a predator walking to his prey. I felt Rosario's hand snake around my waist holding me tightly and I silently thanked him because there was no way I could handle their lust and warmth when they are so close to me together while standing on my legs.

"Rosalyn didn't Linda tell you to not ever set your foot in the west wing? This place is not for you."

He said while emitting slight irritation,

I just silently nodded at him and looked down embarrassed. I couldn't even look at him without remembering how he was fucking the whore.

"Awww look at her cheeks."

Rosario explained while squishing my cheeks together making me blush even harder.

Ok he is unbearable when drunk.

"Come oon principessa let's get something to eat. You coming father?"

Mr. Delarosa looked at me up and down darkly and nodded his head while emitting intense attraction and lust that had me leaning against Rosario.

"Great"

With that Rosario started dragging me.

"wait!!"

"what is it bambino?"

He raised those sexy eyebrows at me.

"I-uhhh if you could give me a moment I need to change."

He looked at me up and down then smirked at me, amusement seeping in his aura.

"But you look sexy in my shirt, what do you think dad"

He asked Mr. Delarosa.

Mr. Delarosa just looked at me darkly his eyes never leaving my chest the same musky aura coming off him in vibrations.

Is he drunk too?!

"I think it looks great"

He said calmly as if someone had asked him about the weather but his eyes had darkened.

"Great. Come on Rosalyn."

He said while dragging me again.

With Mr. Delarosa hot on our heels. I could feel his hot gaze on my ass making my skin tingle.

We arrived at the living. Rosario made me sit with him on the left side of the couch while Mr. Delarosa sat on the sofa on Rosario's right.

Rosario then pulled me in his laps which made me super uncomfortable. And I started wiggling to get away from him.

"Do you want me to spank you like I did today in the limo, bambino."

My cheeks were on fire while Mr. Delarosa emitted shock and intense arousal, making me feel warm and fuzzy down there.

I then suddenly stood up making Rosario loose his hold on me.

"I-I n-n-need to sleep."

"Awwwie come on, daddy wants to spend some time with his neonata."

He said while wrapping his arms around me and snuggling in my waist.

"It's ok Rosalyn you can go, you have your classes tomorrow. Rosario let her go. Don't mind him Rosalyn he is just a bit too much drunk".

Rosario whined a bit but then let me go, I quickly said my good nights and ran to my room as if ass was on fire. I quickly shut the door, and put my back against the wall of my room.

What the heck happened back there.

I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down and decided to call my bestie.

I dialed his number and left it on loudspeaker as I started looking for my books that I received today for high school. he picked it up on the third ring.

"Babyyyy"

"hey jasper, whatsup"

"nothing carino, I just came home, how's my baby doing? I heard about the funeral today, I am so sorry I couldn't make it max was ill and I had to take care of him."

"ohh what happened to him, is he ok now?"

"yes sweetie I am perfectly fine."

"max!"

"hey sweetie, I am so sorry about what happened, are you okay?"

"yeah am fine"

"hey! Isn't it your high school starting tomorrow? Ohhh fuck, it will be sooo fun! You will tell me about any hott guy you find? Waittt I just forgot that you are living with 2 hotties now?! Tell me are they hott? Did you see their-

" maxxxx godd shut up I have preparations to do, I will call you tomorrow to check on you. Bye"

"noo wait I want to know if their -

But I quickly hung up and sighed.

He just made everything x3 worse.

I mentally face palmed myself.

I looked down at myself and realized I was still wearing Rosario's shirt so I quickly started making my way towards my closet. But when I turned around, I jumped back in shock.

Rosario was standing at my door wearing nothing but sweat pants and was glaring at me as if I had hurt his puppy emitting intense jealousy, rage and then disgust.

"Rosario? What are you doing here?"

My voice was barely above a whisper.

He stared at me for sometime coldly.

"Who is jasper and max and why do they keep calling you sweetheart and sweetie? Actually I know why, you are nothing but a pathetic slut who is good for nothing but fucking and they are probably one of your fuck budd-

But before he could continue I slapped him hard on his face.

And he looked genuinely shocked.

"DON'T YOU DARE CALL THEM THAT. WHO THE HELL ARE YOU? CALLING ME SLUT WHEN YOU HAVE AN ENTIRE WING JUST FOR WHORES. YOU DON'T KNOW THEM JASPER IS MY CHILDHOOD BESTIE AND HE IS GAY AND MAX IS HIS BOYFRIEND BUT WHY I AM TELLING ALL THIS TO YOU."

I screamed at him and then I started crying.

Never ever in my whole fucking life someone called me that.

Seeing me cry his eyes widened and he quickly got over his shock and hugged me and started rubbing my shoulder while he kept telling me how sorry he was to say all that and that he meant none of it. And he was genuinely feeling guilty as the warmth that I was addicted to seeped back in place.

I tried getting away from him but that bastard was much stronger than me so I just sighed and let him hug me, loving the warmth that had my soul wrapped in a cocoon as the feeling of safety filled me.

After sometime he let me go but not before looking at me intensely .

"I am sorry bambino this won't happen again."

He told me feeling intense self loathe, left the room leaving me and my thoughts scattered all over the room.

I couldn't think straight with everything that has been happening.

"Hello Rosalyn, how are you doing."

Linda came in with a sad smile on her face but it was quickly replaced with a frown as she looked at me up and down.

"Honey, whose shirt are you wearing?"

She asked me curiously.

"actually I cried myself myself to sleep this morning and I just came to know that Rosario changed me."

Her eyes widened as her she oozed horror and concern, she quickly closed the door to my room and came towards me.

"Honey, you know you can tell me anything right? Did he do something to you? Are you ok?"

I wanted to tell her about everything that has happened, Rosario spanking me but I really did not want to cause trouble to her. I had seen so many dangerous gangsters that came to give our condolences today and I had seen some senators too. She has nothing to do with all of this. Plus I don't want her to have wrong idea about me. So I just lied.

"I am completely fine, Linda. Actually I was hoping to ask you something."

She quickly nodded,

"of course, go on."

" I really want to see my sister. "

Her eyes widened slightly in shock before she smiled widely at me as she felt intense adoration for me.

" Ohhh my you are so much like your mother, she would have asked me the same thing. Why don't you go on and change in something more comfortable while I will wait for here"

I smiled at her and quickly rushed to my closet to change into my black booty shorts and yellow sweatshirt.

Linda then took me towards a door very close to mine. It was very  different from all the others as it was baby pink in color.

As we entered the room the whole room was painted in pink and white and there were paintings of fairies there were a fairy lights hanging on one of the wall and there were a dozen of teddies.

In between of the room was a cradle and in it was the most beautiful baby I had ever seen.

She had electric blue eyes and chocolate brown hair and caramel coloured skin. She was an adorable creature.

"I will be back in a moment call me if you need me Rosalyn"

I nodded at Miss Linda.

I then carefully took the baby in my arms. And I smiled when she groaned a bit but snuggled against me feeling content.

I was just rocking her when I felt someone's presence behind me. I turned around and found Mr. Delarosa and Rosario oozing adoration and warmth as they watched me rock the baby in my arms.

I just blushed and continued to play with her.

"Have you decided a name for her yet?"

I asked them, but they shook their head at me.

"Why don't you name her?"

I gasped at that.

"W-will you really let me name her?"

They just nodded at me and I smiled widely.

"Iris"

They both looked at me in confusion.

"I want to name her Iris because she is just like a sweet, beautiful and small iris flower.

" Iris"

They both spoke in unison before coming towards me. Rosario had his chest pressed against my back and he had his chin resting against my shoulder while his hands were snaked around my waist While Mr. Delarosa was standing in front of me his hands were resting just above Rosario's and he was smiling broadly at me.

And for a moment I was awestruck, I had never seen Mr. Delarosa smile, not even in pictures and damn his smile was beautiful. The addictive aura of warmth had me leaning against them and sighing in content.

I quickly recovered myself and smiled at both of them before focusing at the beauty in front of me.

Third person P.O.V.

When Linda came back to the room nothing could have prepared her for what she was seeing right now.

The Delarosa men were smiling.

And more appropriately smiling at Rosalyn while they had their hands around her.

And Rosalyn was too focused on the child too notice anything around her.

What scared her the most was the look in their eyes.

Both of them had their eyes set on Rosalyn as if she was the most precious thing in the world.

Never had she ever saw them looking at anyone, not even at carla with so much love and adoration.

But there was something else swirling in their eyes, something obsessive that told her that no matter what they would make this girl theirs.

Even if it meant hurting her.

She sighed to herself and left because she knew that Rosalyn now, could never be saved.