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Renzo tapped his small chin, thinking it over before replying. “They are… nice,” he said, then looked at Rosa with a bright smile. “And Nonna Luciana is so good to you. She even cooks for you.”Rosa's heart swelled, and she ruffled his dark hair affectionately as a tender smile graced her lips. “Yes, they are very nice. And you know, Nonno Edoardo was actually my grandfather’s childhood friend.”“Really?” Renzo's eyes went wide with pure eagerness.“Yes, sweetie,” she replied softly.“Tell me more!”Rosa pressed her lips together, her face lighting up with playful excitement. “Okay, come with me to the kitchen. I will tell you some stories about my childhood while I prepare lunch.”“Okay, but I want pizza!” Renzo negotiated quickly.Rosa let out a soft sigh, a chuckle escaping her. She should have known. “Okay, baby,” she said, kissing the top of her son's head.Hand in hand, the two of them began walking toward the kitchen.*In the evening, Luciano searched for Rosa’s number in his
Reid pushed the door open with such urgency that both Luca and Luciano instantly snapped their heads toward the entrance. When they saw how pale Reid's face had turned, their brows furrowed in deep concern.“What’s wrong with you, Reid?” Luca asked first, his tone sharp. “How can you enter without knocking?”Reid frowned, shooting him a glare. “I am the Underboss, Luca. At least show me some respect.”“I only take orders from the Boss,” Luca replied defiantly.“Luca!” Luciano hissed.Luca immediately lowered his head and stepped back into line. Luciano stood up from his leather chair and walked over to Reid, his intense eyes locking onto his best friend. “Tell me what made you look like your darkest secret was just broadcast on the news.” Reid winced slightly at the statement. He looked down at his phone, swiped the screen to open the text message he had just received, and handed the device to Luciano.Luciano read the message. His face remained perfectly cold, but his eyes turned co
Renzo’s voice broke the spellbinding moment.“Oh god, living with a couple is so difficult.”His tired, dramatic voice made Rosa and Luciano both turn to look at their four-year-old, who was covering his eyes with his small hands.“Please, Mommy, Daddy, if you two are going to kiss, tell me in advance so I can close my eyes,” Renzo added in a whining tone.Luciano shook his head at his son. “Rosie, I am telling you, he is watching too many videos.”“And whose fault is that?” Rosa snapped in a low voice.Luciano simply rubbed the back of his neck before leaning in and quickly pecking her lips. Rosa’s eyes widened in surpri
“No,” he murmured in shock. “I didn't even know that you used to play chess.”Rosa nodded while resetting the board for another game. She and Renzo were going to keep playing until the little boy was tired enough to sleep. He was feeling weak after yesterday's chemo session, but he still wasn't tired enough to stay in bed all day. Keeping him busy was a tough task for Rosa, especially since he hated being left alone.“If you were a school champion, then why did you stop playing?” Luciano asked, stepping closer. “You should have continued.”The words had barely left his mouth when she replied flatly, “I got married.”Luciano’s face turned cold. He stared at her for a long, heavy moment before he finally spoke. “As I remember, there was no such rule in our marriage that required you to leave your hobbies behind.”Hobbies!Rosa’s hands froze over the board, her fingers tightening around a pawn. Chess wasn’t a hobby. It was her passion—a dream of becoming a world champion that now remaine
When Rosa gave him an upset stare—even though she was secretly giggling inside at his intense admiration—Luciano made that same innocent, sad face and whispered, "Trust me."Rosa turned away quickly to finally let out the smile that had been threatening to break for so long. She walked toward the bedroom door, calling out over her shoulder, "Both of you, come downstairs quickly. I am serving breakfast.""Okay, Mommy!" Renzo piped up.Simultaneously, the exact same words echoed from Luciano in a mocked toddler voice: "Okay, Mommy!"Rosa rolled her eyes and left the room, while Luciano scooped Renzo up and carried him into the bathroom to freshen up after his long night's sleep. Together, father and son washed their faces and brushed their teeth side by side, before Luciano finally carried the boy down the stairs.When they arrived at the breakfast table, Luciano stopped dead in his tracks, utterly stunned by the sheer amount of food Rosa had prepared.She was just setting down a heavy
"What is going on here? Huh?!"Her sharp, scolding tone rang through the bedroom, and the two guilty faces immediately looked up from the glowing phone screen to look at her. They had both been lying flat on their stomachs in the bed, their legs kicked up behind them, with their eyes glued to the screen. Luciano had been holding the device, his thumb casually scrolling up the exact second a reel finished and another one started. "Luciano, he is a child! You should know better—watching videos on a phone screen this early isn't good for his eyes," she complained, her voice tight with pure frustration.Luciano blinked up at Rosa like a deer caught in headlights. Before she could lecture him further, he quickly snatched the phone out of Renzo’s tiny hands and leaned down to whisper loudly to the boy, "Look, you've made Mommy angry at me. Now tell her it was your idea."Rosa puffed out an annoyed breath through her clenched teeth and parted lips, her eyes narrowing to tiny slits at the s
Luciano Mancini had walked in, and all heads turned toward him. After all, who didn’t know him?His face was the same as always—cold, unreadable—but the air around him shifted the moment he stepped inside. His dark aura, the ruthless confidence in his stride, and that dangerously perfect face made
The car stopped beside her, and she startled when the door was suddenly flung open. Her instincts kicked in, and before she could run, a deep voice rumbled, “Get in.”Rosa blinked, glancing at the open door and then at him. He had removed his coat, loosened his tie, and rolled the sleeves of his wh
Yes, Laura had always been unkind—sharp-tongued, jealous, and possessive—but this level of hatred, and showing it so openly in public, was unexpected. Rosa wasn’t Luciano’s wife anymore. Laura was the one marrying him next month. So why did she still sound threatened? Why was she still this vicio
Rosa felt uneasy when she found a pair of intense blue eyes staring back at her with recognition in them, followed almost instantly by a flicker of annoyance that tightened the man’s already cold expression.Luciano Mancini sat in the middle, the other two men positioned on either side of him. For







