The Rossi Brothers I — Luciano のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Luciano. He was wise enough to stay still and let Adriano be done with what he was doing. Apparently breaking his bone wasn't enough to calm Adriano's pent-up rage. He grabbed the hair of the guard and angrily sent blow after blow to his face, stomach, and every other place one could hit. He let out all of his frustration on him and only stopped when he realized the guard wasn’t moving. Great. “Satisfied?” I asked, growling at him. “Barely.” He answered as he pulled back and cracked his fingers. I would have done the same if my whole body wasn’t on fire right now. “Lead the way,” the bigger guard turned around and we walked after him, he led us past the hallway we know too well. My anger rose when I saw the familiar room where my brother and I were tortured. Finally, we came out of the hallway and walked straight to a door, a warden was already standing there with his hands behind his back. I looked at him suspiciously as I curled my hand around the knife, again I wouldn’t he

Maria.After I was done with my bath, I put on a simple dress, went to call Emilia and together we went to the kitchen to help Julia.We might have grown up with money and have everything at our beck and disposal but that doesn’t mean we don’t know how to do things. We may have cooks, maids, and cleaners but we love doing things ourselves.I made sure Emilia knew how to take care of herself since I became the mother figure in her life.“Good evening Julia, what are we making for dinner?” Emilia asked.“Maria. Emilia.” Julia smiled warmly at us when we entered the kitchen.“I guess you are here to help?”“What can we do?” Emilia asked.“The vegetables—cut and cook them over high heat with the butter, sí? And you Emilia, you will start the rice.”After persuading us to leave the job for her Julia has become tired of our stubborn ass, and she allowed us in the kitchen because of that.We got to work and Emilia and Julia immediately fell into a conversation. I added as much as I could hav

Luciano. Carefully I removed the cuff links and rolled up the sleeve of my shirt until it got to my elbow and made sure the tattoos on my hand were visible. “See this.” I pointed at a particular one that has just numbers. It was just numbers but I know he will recognize it anywhere. “Ho….how?” And I was damn right. “How did you know about this?” He asked gaping like a fish brought out of water. “I may be a little boy back then Pedro but that doesn’t mean I don’t know what was going on.” I rolled my sleeve down when his stare was getting too…..uncomfortable. I am not attracted to men. I may be a little young back then but I sure as hell didn't stop watching his move after what he did. “And why didn’t you use this against me sooner?” Right question and I’m glad I didn’t. I wouldn't have this to use against him if I'd used it back then. “I love playing games with the ones I target.” “It’s either you stick with my plan or you face the consequences of your actions years

Maria. I ran out of his office clenching the small box in my hand, I took the stairs two after the other and almost fell on my ass when I wasn’t stable enough. On my way to my room, I bumped into Julia who at first released a low curse before staring at my tear-stained face. “Dios mío, what’s wrong Maria?” She asked, holding my hand. I shook my head and took my hand from hers, I can’t speak or do anything right now. She stared at me and nodded. “Okay, go to your room. I will bring you a cup of tea.” I forced a smile before walking past her. I closed the door behind me and slid onto the floor, hugging my knees to my chest and burying my face in them as I let the tears pour out silently. I’m so screwed. I can’t believe Father could allow such a thing, he wants me to marry someone as evil and ruthless as Luciano. God, I can’t even picture myself marrying him. I don’t want to but I had to because of Emilia. She will be safe if I do this. I sniffed and stared at the small

Luciano. Everything felt too good to be true. It has been a long time since I have felt this relaxed, there’s no anger nor impatience nagging at the back of my mind. Without feeling like tearing into something until there's nothing left. I felt….free if that’s a word. I have never felt so…. Free and it fucking bugs me. I worked on the fucking tie after I was done dressing, whoever brought up the idea of men wearing ties in a suit is fucking delusional. How does one knot a tie? It’s hard as fuck and I have spent the past thirty minutes trying to get it right and in the end, I still wasn’t able to get it right. I dumped the tie aside and adjusted my suit before leaving my room. Adriano was waiting for me downstairs inside the car, I jumped in and the driver immediately started the car. “Took you long enough.” He said beside me and his voice sounded like he was….drunk. I pay a glance at him and my guess was definitely right, Adriano Rossi is fucking drunk and it wasn’t ev