Todos os capítulos de The Rossi Brothers I — Luciano : Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 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. I knew he wouldn’t be pleased with this new plan, but somehow I managed to convince him. I'm not quite sure how I did it, but it happened. He told me I was making a mistake, but I didn’t see any mistake in what I was about to do. This plan would bring him to his knees; he would be begging for forgiveness as we had him bound to a chair, blood oozing from various wounds all over his body. He wouldn’t know what hit him when we were done. This plan was the only effective way for us to exact our revenge. It was the only way for us to find peace. This was similar to our previous plan, but this would hurt him more; it would give us the leverage to make him suffer. I went over the plans with Kyle and the rest of the team. Adriano was there, but he hadn’t said anything. “We could go to his house and kidnap him, boss,” one of the men suggested. It was a decent plan, but it wouldn’t cause enough trauma. I wanted him to experience what he did to my mother; I wanted him to feel the fe

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.” “It wasn’t easy getting everything planned but I had to. I had to do everything to secure my future, I couldn’t just sit back and watch while your bastard father had everything to himself. It wasn’t right and so I took your mother first that day, even with the two of you with her, she was still so calm, waiting for her stupid husband to save her. Bad luck for her because he couldn’t come, he was too busy with something els

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