So I am going to continue writing a few chapters and see the response or else I will start a new story. I know my story is moving forward at slow rate but I want to build both the characters properly so that we understand the things that they do and the decisions that they take. Dimitri is introduced as a playboy and just because he meets a girl he cannot change his ways altogether. But still he feels responsible for her because there is a reason for it. And rose is an innocent character she is young and had always been isolated from the society so she trusts people blindly but will her trust in a stranger be right thing to do is what lies ahead in the story. It's a story between an innocent girl and a kind-hearted but twisted man. It's going to have a lot of drama before the happily ever after. So stay tuned.

RPOV

'Life can be so cruel sometimes. Nothing is permanent everything has to change at some point or the other. It's the rule of living' that was what my father used to tell me in his bedtime stories. But I never paid attention to all the Zen lessons that he used to preach. I always waited eagerly for the happily ever after end in the stories. But the lesson that I have learned from my life so far is that there is a lot of struggle before the end without any guarantee that there will be a happily ever after.

I always used to imagine my life full of happiness with my father. He was everything that I wanted. I never felt the need of friends or interacted much with other people. I knew someday I will have to leave my father and be with a man as his wife and be a mother to our children but I was sure my father could choose the right person for me and I could be happy.

My father. He was nothing less than perfect. He was handsome, rich and kind hearted and a loving father. I never remember my mother. She died due to infection when I was just a year old. Papa that's what I used to call him loved mom a lot and that was also the reason he loved me a lot in return. He always used to say that I remind him of her but I am nothing like her I am my father's daughter. I have his long hair and dark brown eyes. The only reminder of my mother in me is her height. I am quite short for my age but it is not something that matters at the time of marriage. 'Only thing that does is to have a good face and body and a lot of heritage in your name and you are sure to fine a good husband' those were the words of my step sister lady Sybil. My mom was papa's second wife. His first wife sybil's mother had divorced him and gone to live in an opposite part of the world. He never spoke much about her. The only time I could hear about her was when Sybil could pay us a visit and as always both of them could argue. Sybil blamed my mom and dad for her mother living her alone and papa living more than half of his wealth in my name did not leave our relationship is a good position.

My father died when I was fifteen in an accident. That was the time when everything changed. My freedom was long gone. I was moved into the care of Lady Sybil since she was the only relative alive. Everything that I believed in changed forever. She hated me so much. I had to work all day in the household do whatever she used to tell me. Work was not only the part that was upsetting. The major reason was her husband lord grinard. His looks made me want to hide under the bed but I did not have a choice. I had to face him on a daily basis. He used to always fine opportunities to touch me. His touch made me feel disgusted. I always slept after double checking the lock of my bedroom. Lady Sybil knew about all of it but never spoke a word. She did not have a choice. They needed my money for survival. Her household was crumbling and my money was the only income.

Things continued to happen this way for a very long time. But last year she died during child birth and everything started to crumble in my life. Even if she hated me she did keep me protected from her husband and the world. But now I had no one and was left alone to fall into the hands of lord grinard.

Since he was the only living relative after sybil he was made my guardian by law. At first he acted quite well. Stopped his disgusting behaviour and kept his distance. I started taking care of baby sybil; yes he name his daughter after sybil. People found his gesture sweet. People were sure he was mourning. But his disappear everyday at night made by believe sure that he never loved sybil. He never even so much so as to hold baby sybil. I liked her so her much. She was like an angel in my life. Her company made me forget all my worries. I might give birth to a child someday but she will always remain my first child. That was why it was so hard leaving her behind in that hell when i ran away but i knew i had to do it. I made her nanny promise me that she could care for her before leaving. Her nanny Alberta was the only one who knew of my escape. She told me to head in the direction of the storm so that no one could fine me easily.

I took the horse in the backdoor and rode towards the storm. Lord Dimitri was right in saying that what you learn in childhood comes in handy. I couldn't disagree.

Lord Dimitri belikov. When i reaches the inn, i was in no condition to continue and i saw lord grinard's man following me so i entered the inn and ran to the first floor. I tried opening the rooms but they were all closed. Finally the last room opened and i stepped in. He was rested in his arm chair. He was tall very tall and his hair had fallen upon his shoulder. He had beautiful dark brown looked sad and frustration was clear on his face but still he helped me. Not only did he save me from lord grinard but also gave me his clothes to change. He was so kind hearted but did he really was trustworthy i was not sure. But there was no other alternative. If i left his room right now i am sure to get caught by Lord grinard men. But staying with a stranger be such a wise decision. But his behavior did not show me anything now to trust him.

I was brought back from my thoughts by him

"I think we should call it a night we can think what to do in the morning"

I looked uncomfortable towards the bed there a double bed in the middle of the room. He raised himself from his chair and started walking towards the bed. He lifted his bag which laid on the bed and places it on the ground took a pillow and retuned.

" you can take the the bed, i will rest over here"

But i did not move. I was so confused in the inside.a number of thoughts ran through my mind. what was i going to do tomorrow were will i go? As if reading my mind he answered

"Rose don't worry we will find a way out ot this. trust me."

But could i really trust this man. But there was no other way out. I think i will just have to wait for a very long time.

So i thanked him and wished him good night. And as soon as i lay in bed the thought occured to me that i have never been alone with a man in a locked room. He could have hurt me in anyway that he wanted to but he laid peacefuly in his chair and i wandered how did i get so lucky to have encountered him.

So what do you think pls pls review and make my day i really need some encouragement.