All Chapters of The Rossi Brothers I — Luciano : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter Twenty One

Luciano. I barely glanced at her as she walked out of the dining room; she was angry, and it was a delight to see. She shouldn’t think that whatever privilege she had at her father’s house would be granted here. This is my house, and I make my own rules. She doesn’t get to work, and that’s final. I sat back down in my chair and continued eating my breakfast. I wasn’t like her, who could afford to waste food. After I finished, I stood up and went to my room to get changed. An idea struck me as I was about to go into the walk-in closet. I brought my phone out and quickly sent a text to Adriano. I had to do something rather than stay in this house all day. I stepped into the walk-in closet and changed into my gym wear; right then my phone started ringing. I picked up without looking at the caller. “Yes,” “A day to your marriage and you’re already bored at home. Tell me why you aren’t fucking your wife and having your honeymoon instead of calling and asking for a fight?” He as

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Chapter Twenty Two

Luciano. Adriano and I were both sweaty and breathing heavily after our training, I gulped from the water bottle hungrily as I looked at him. Even though it has been a while, I would say he was still good at this. Things wouldn’t have turned out this way for the two of us if only we hadn’t trusted someone who didn’t deserve our trust. The fucking bastard. “What are you thinking about?” He asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. “How to kill Pedro.” He grinned. Adriano loves hearing me talk about killing the fucker and I know just like he looks forward to wanting to see him dead. I wiped my face with the towel and right then, Kyle stepped in. “You have a meeting.” I smiled then nodded. Of course, he was going to agree to this easily since I have his daughter with me. **** Pedro was babbling and I couldn’t hear anything he was saying. The things he was talking about were something my brother and I already knew, but what he wasn’t going into was the actual evidence.

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Chapter Twenty Three

Mariana. While I was in my room, my idiotic new husband made me start rethinking my life because he wouldn’t let me work. I heard him walking up to his room. I glared at the door, hoping my stare would penetrate and burn the skin of the man who had brought nothing but problems into my life. Letting out a huff, I turned on my bed, ready to sleep off the morning since there was nothing I could do. Just as I was about to close my eyes, someone knocked on my door. This time, I didn’t grumble. I got up, picked up my notebook and pen, because I had an idea who it might be. As expected, it was Elena. “Sorry for disturbing you, Mrs. Rossi,” she offered with an apologetic smile as soon as she saw me. I shook my head. She wasn’t disturbing me; I was too bored out of my mind. “Is there something wrong?” I wrote, and she shook her head after reading it. “No, Mrs. Rossi. I wanted to know what you’d like for dinner,” she asked. Dinner? It was still morning—wasn’t it too early to thin

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Chapter Twenty Four

Mariana. He told me I wasn’t allowed to meet my family, yet he was telling Emilia otherwise. I still couldn’t believe Luciano told her that. I knew he only said it to please her, and I was glad for that, but I didn’t like that he lied to her. He wasn’t going to let her come see me, or vice versa; he only said that to avoid being put in a tight spot. “Are you sure that’s what he said?” I asked. Maybe she heard wrong, because there’s no way Luciano would promise to ‘think about it.’ He hates me and my family, and he was ready to do anything to keep us sad. “Yes, and… you know what, never mind.” She dismissed it, but by the look in her eyes, I knew this was serious. “Say whatever you want to say, Lia.” Her face turned red as she avoided looking at the camera. “Lia…” I called, causing her to look at me. “What is it?” I asked. “I just… this is stupid, but I want to know who the other guy that came with your husband is.” Oh, so that’s what made her all red. I rolled my ey

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Chapter Twenty Five

Mariana. I am so freaking hungry that I haven’t stopped rolling around on my bed over and over all night. I couldn’t sleep, how could I when I had had nothing but water all morning? Gosh, I haven’t eaten anything today and that asshole dent bothered to call me downstairs when it was time for dinner; I wasn’t going to eat with him anyways. I rubbed my stomach as it growled again for what seemed to be the millionth time, I can’t do this anymore I need to go get something to eat. With a loud huff, I took the blanket off, wore my house slippers, and went downstairs in search of a snack or snacks. The whole place was a bit dark except for the small light in the middle of the room, which was enough to brighten the place. Immediately I got to the kitchen, I wasted no time in searching the cupboards since I hadn’t done a house tour yet I still didn’t know where I could find some stuff. I opened the cupboards but couldn’t find anything, I bit my lip as I went through the last one. N

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Chapter Twenty Six

Luciano.My wife is a ball of fire ready to burst at any time. She’s nothing like the meek and calm woman I had thought I would be getting married to—that was my wish at least, to have someone who wouldn’t ask queen set ions if I wanted her to stop working, someone who would be okay with my decisions instead of questioning them.And the whole drama she did when I returned still played in my head even as I sat at the dining table while Elena served dinner.She’s different from what I thought, nothing like her asshole father but has the same blonde running in her veins.“Do you need something else, Mr Rossi?” Elena asked when she was done arranging the table.I shook my head, “I don’t.” I replied but she still remained on the spot she was standing on.“Is there something more you’d like to say?”“Yes….no….I mean yes.” She stuttered.Elena never stutters.“Make up your mind and tell me what you want to say,” I demanded as I picked up the cutlery.“I….do you need me to get Mrs Rossi down

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Chapter Twenty Seven

Mariana. I woke up early the next morning, showered, and wore a jumpsuit since I’m going to be at home today as well as all the days of my life. I decided to have that house tour by myself this morning, so after having a light breakfast of toasted bread and eggs with a hot chocolate drink I started my mission. The mansion is huge, most of the rooms are decorated in a modern style while some of them are just painted with dark paints but it was still beautiful. The whole mansion has a total of sixteen rooms after my little tour and I haven’t even gotten to some part of the place, the rooms were almost the same design and space. During my tour, I was able to locate a few important rooms that I could spend the whole day in while I was under house arrest in his big forsaken house. As I got to the second floor I was tempted to go check out Luciano’s room. But that would be the last place I would enter in this mansion. There was a modern packed gym room downstairs, I mean it had e

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Chapter Twenty Eight

Maria.I couldn’t believe the asshole had the guts to spank me and he even went ahead to say.“If I had known you would be this quiet after getting spanked, I would have done that a long time ago.”The asshole!I was seething when we got to the dining table, he dropped me down l and went ahead to take his seat. I remained standing as I stared—no, glared, at him.The whole place was quiet which meant we were alone now and that was good. I could do whatever I wanted without feeling embarrassed.“Sit down,” Luciano said as he watched me from across the table, his gaze going back and forth from my body to the chair beside me.It’s like he’s intimidating me to do as he said and plopped my ass on the chair but I wasn’t doing that. Like I said he doesn’t scare me.“Sit your ass down this minute Mariana or I swear to God, you would not only get a call from your sister but from your father too.” The bastard.He’s threatening me and he knows very well that that is going to work on me.With a gl

Last Updated : 2025-02-07

Chapter Twenty Nine

Maria. I hate being in this house. Luciano and I have been married for a month now, and in that time frame, we have done everything possible to ignore each other entirely. It felt like we were two strangers coexisting in a house instead of a husband and a wife. Most times when he's around, we spend the time either arguing or fighting, and it’s getting tiring, so I had to opt for the ignoring part. We merely shared a conversation or even asked the other how their day went; all we did was glare at the other while passing, and nothing else. And I freaking love it. At times, I waited until he'd left for the day doing who knows what before coming downstairs to prepare my breakfast when he was not around. I have been able to get Elena and the chef to allow me to prepare my food myself; they have been aware of my condition. Heck, I didn’t know they knew I couldn’t speak until Elena told me my husband made it known to everyone not to expect a reply from me when they asked a question

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Chapter Thirty

Maria. My heart wouldn’t stop beating fast as I walked down the stairs. I took it one step at a time, holding onto the banister so I wouldn’t fall flat on my face. That would be embarrassing, and it was something Luciano would definitely laugh at. I had barely taken three steps when I noticed him in the middle of the living room. His tall, imposing frame was hard to miss. His back was turned to me, but I could tell he was making a call because his phone was pressed to his ear. I took the last step just as he glanced over his shoulder at me. He quickly lowered his voice on the phone before turning around. I frowned at his odd behavior. I couldn’t help but wonder who he was talking to that he didn’t want me to hear. It couldn’t be what I was thinking, right? Even though I had been avoiding him for the past few weeks, that didn’t mean I had no idea what was going on—he was planning something. I didn’t know what it was, but the constant calls he made, the way he looked tense, and how

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