Roselia

Rafaelo stared at Rivana's shoe, his eyes turning red in frustration. His fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms. All it would take was one punch, one small blow to kill this bitch. He glared at Rivana, whose wicked smile fueled his fury.

"Please, brother..." Rubina begged him. Clinging onto him, she desperately cried, "It's the only way to restore what was ours. We will be on the streets in no time." Tears stuck to her plump red cheeks; unlike everyone else, she was aware of their situation very well. She didn't want to lose their high status and end up being stubbed under the category of riches to rags.

Rivana leaned back on the couch, enjoying the torment of emotions within the family. She had promised to bring them to this situation, but she never expected it to come this early. And also because of the man whom she thought would be her greatest hurdle to crumble to pieces.