Royal Princess: Doted On By The Mafia King

Rose was quiet as they walked to his black tinted sport car. She remained quiet through the ride until they got home. Liam kept glancing at her since she looked like she was not in the mood to talk, he left her. When they got to the mansion they met officially for the first time, Rose got down from the car.

As soon as he opened the door and they entered, Rose found her way to the second floor and went into the room she stayed in the first night she visited the house as though she has always been a co-owner of the house. The truth was that she actually found the house very comfortable that it felt so naturally to be in it.

As soon as she stepped into the house it was as though she had just returned home after a tiring day at school as she was craving the softness of her bed. She was feeling very serious pulsating headache and her whole body ached. She had no idea that the whole drama of today would actually affect her physical health.

Liam followed her upstairs and adjusted the blanket covering her when she lay down. She looked up at the beautiful pattern on the ceiling and slowly moved her gaze to Liam who looked very worried. "Should I call a doctor?" he asked sitting on the bed and placed the back of his hand on her forehead.. "You have little fever."

"I will be fine," She said closing her eyes to sleep. She assured herself that all the discomfort she felt will be gone as soon as she gets some sleep. "Today was really tiring," she complained to him with a slight pout of her pink lips.

"I will prepare lunch for you before you wake up. Rest while I go downstairs and begin working," he told her and stood up to leave after patting her gently on her head. He felt she needed sometime alone after all he heard she was made to go through today. He was very angry with whoever had the audacity to frame his future wife.

He heard Rose agreed to leave the family as soon as she was asked to without begging or trying anymore to prove her innocence and that made him very puzzled. He could not come up with a reason why she decided to leave. She even asked for it to be made official. He was actually thinking of a way to have her adoption cancelled but he was not sure of how to bring it up with Rose. This incident made Rose unhappy but it actually had advantages.

"Is there anything specific you want to eat?" he asked pausing for a while.

"No but I think any porridge will do me some good," she replied him. She wondered why her body began acting up when she was perfectly okay while waiting for Liam in the café.

"Okay. I will prepare porridge for you. Do you mind some soup?" he asked her.

"No, I don't. I wouldn't mind some tea too. Ginger tea will do," she told him as she yawned.

Liam watched her drift off to a dreamland before going to prepare lunch. He also wanted to call his doctor and asked for a pill or home treatment he could give Rose to ease her of the fever but when he remembered that she said she only needed rest, he decided to believe her but he made up his mind to call his doctor if she does not get better after sleeping.

Rose did not get better rather she got worse by the afternoon and he had no choice but to call his doctor over to visit but his personal doctor was out of town for a lecture and he sent his junior.

Rose woke up and everything felt very foggy and she was very scared. She kept drifting in between sleep and being awake that she could not differentiate her dreams from reality. Those haunting nightmares seemed to have followed her to reality. She felt so alone and lost. The room felt larger than it was when she was awake and when she was dreaming, her world still so large and lonely.

Liam walked into the room with the food he prepared for her and placed the dishes on a bedside table. She was sweating furiously and he had absolutely no idea what to do and he was forced to immediately call his doctor over.

While he was waiting for the doctor to arrive, he decided to use wet clothes to wipe the sweat off her forehead and neck. Rose suddenly groaned like she was in serious agony as she gripped the blanket tightly in her clinched fist. "Rose," he called to her to wake her up from whatever nightmare she was having.

"Hmmm?" Rose asked as she opened her eyes slightly and looked at him with her eyes clearly not focusing properly.

"It is me, Liam. It is only a nightmare," he assured her as he carefully unclenched her fist and held her hand in his slowly rubbing it.

"It is . . . is  . . . is . . . not a nightmare," Rose slurred as she tried to focus her vision on the man whose voice she heard amidst the confusing blurry sight she could only see.

"I promise you that it is," he continued to assure her. "I called a doctor and he will be here to see you soon. Once you get treated, you will feel better," he promised her sincerely.

"It is not a dream. My mother disowned me. How can a mother abandon her own daughter?" Rose asked as she began sobbing quietly. Tears streamed down the sides of her face down to the fabric of the white pillowcase leaving its wet mark and it slowly spread as she kept sobbing and more tears flowed.

"She is not your biological mother that is why she could do that to you," Liam informed her calmly hoping she understood what he said.

"It was my mother, the Queen. She was the person who disowned me. I saw her and it was not a dream at all," Rose sobbed as her hand gripped Liam's hand that held hers.