Semua Bab The Rossi Brothers I — Luciano : Bab 101 - Bab 110

Mariana. I woke up this morning feeling nervous and almost lost myself in worry. Luciano was going to tell Adriano about his change of plans. I couldn’t sleep all night because I wanted to help him. I wanted to do something instead of just sitting here while he took everything on his shoulders. Today, while Luciano talked to his brother, I wanted to do something too. I picked up my phone and stared at it for a long time before making up my mind and texting him. Luciano and I went downstairs for breakfast; Emilia was still sleeping when I checked on her, so it was just the two of us. I barely managed to eat anything because I was consumed by worry. “You don’t have to worry, butterfly. He wouldn’t hurt you. I will be here, so don’t be scared.” I wasn't scared about meeting Adriano. I wasn’t going to meet him, though. “Can I ask you something?” I asked, trying to get his attention. His sea-blue eyes were enough to make me want to spill everything I had in mind, but I held back. “W

Luciano. Adriano arrived thirty minutes after Mariana left, and it still didn’t sit well with me that she wanted to leave despite our previous conversations. I had thought she would stay beside me while we faced this together, but I was wrong. “He’s here,” Kyle said, and I nodded, dropping the glass of wine I had been drinking. “She left?” he asked, and I didn’t need anyone to tell me who he was talking about. “Yes.” “She’s smart. You should handle this without him seeing them.” I knew it was the right thing to do, but I felt powerless without her by my side. “What about the other one?” I asked, and his steps faltered. “I—she’s in her room. I made her promise not to come downstairs until her sister was back.” I ignored his earlier stutter and nodded. Adriano was sitting in the living room when I walked in, his head resting against the couch with his eyes closed. “Adriano,” I called. He snapped his eyes open and stared at me. “Brother,” he greeted before sitting up. “How have

Luciano. “Your mother was a real beauty, always carrying herself with a grace that no one could compete with. And your stupid father always has to flaunt her before me, his wealth, and everything he has acquired. I have kept it inside for far too long but I couldn't.” he yelled. “Just because you're jealous doesn't give you the right to kill them. They were a family to you,” I looked up to you as my fucking uncle. He laughed and shook his head, “That is probably one of the biggest mistakes your father made, and I'm sure he's rolling in his grave right now. “Your mother was the calmest person I have ever seen and you know, I would have stopped the attack that day if only she'd allowed me to touch her. She wouldn’t let me touch her that day, no matter how I tried and that did it for me. How could she look at me with disgust and get away with it so I made sure those bastards fulfill my fantasy. I wanted to know what she sounds like while being fucked.” Again, I tried not to move fo

Mariana. “Are you there, Mari?” I sniffed, clenching my hand in my lap. “I’m fine. It’s just that Luc and Kyle got shot.” Her sharp intake of breath made me realize what I had just said. Shit! “Is he… Are they alright?” She asked, her voice filled with worry. I shouldn’t have mentioned that Kyle got shot. “Yes, they are…” I reassured her. They will be. I’m sure they will both be okay. “Okay, what about you? Are you alright?” “I’m perfectly fine, Lia.” “And… Father?” She hesitated before asking. “He’s no longer here, Lia. I’m sorry.” I needed to apologize for what I had done. “It’s okay. I… I will be at the hospital soon. See you later.” She hung up before I could say anything more. I let out a breath and closed my eyes. I shouldn’t feel guilty for what I did, but why did it feel like there was a heavy weight sitting on my shoulders? I should be happy I finally got my revenge for my mom, for me, and for everyone he has hurt. He killed my mom, almost killed me f

Mariana. I knocked before entering Kyle’s room, not wanting to barge in like I had done the last time. Emilia was still sitting beside the bed, but Kyle hadn't woken up yet. “Lia, hey,” I called softly as I walked toward the bed. The room was silent, the only sound being the constant beeping of one of the machines. “How are you?” I asked, wrapping my arm around her shoulder. She instantly leaned into me, as if she had been waiting for someone to hold her. “I’m fine. How’s Luciano?” she asked, but her eyes remained locked on Kyle, who was sleeping peacefully. “He’s fine; he woke up earlier but is sleeping now. How is he?” I replied, feeling a pang of guilt for not checking on them earlier. This man was in this bed because he saved my husband. “The doctor said he’s fine, and all that’s left is for him to wake up,” she explained, though I could hear the sadness in her voice. “Hey,” I gently pulled away from her and made her look at me. “Don’t do this to yourself, Lia. H