All Chapters of The Rossi Brothers II — Adriano: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Adriano.Kyle didn’t mention her again as the driver took us to the doctor’s house. It was past two a.m. but the doctor was available to see us at any time. That was his job, and his paycheck reflected just how grateful we were.The car drove through the gate and into the luxurious compound. The vehicle had barely stopped when the front door opened and the doctor stepped out.I let out a groan as pain hit me harder than before. Kyle glanced at me but didn’t ask what was going on. That bastard. I was ready to step out as soon as the car stopped, but my door was yanked open before I could move.“I knew it would be you,” I grinned at him, despite my bloody mouth.“Nice to see you again, doc,” he huffed, stepping aside for two of his guards to help me out.I wanted to fight them and insist that I could get myself out, but I was too weak to care. I was helped out of the car and placed on a stretcher, while one of the guards wheeled me inside, with the doctor and Kyle following behind.“So

Daisy."I would like to see you in more of my shirts," he added without looking at me.I bit my bottom lip as I took a seat in the kitchen, taking my time to take him in since his back was turned to me. He was bare-chested, wearing only shorts that showcased his toned legs. His body was the perfect definition of toned, and the tattoos I had seen the other day were glaring at me. I couldn’t help but admire each of them. But that wasn’t the only thing I noticed on his skin—there were dark bruises, some appearing old, while others looked fresh.My eyes went back to the tattoos, they were beautiful, but most of his tattoos were roses. I looked up to ask him why he had so many roses on his skin, but he had already beaten me to it.His flirtatious grin made my whole face blush."Why are you staring at me?" I asked."Done checking me out already?""What happened to you?" I asked, changing the conversation. My legs were suddenly moving toward him before I could comprehend what I was doing. I

Daisy. At first, Adriano didn’t do anything. His hands stayed to himself as I kissed him without holding back. But after a while, he seemed to snap out of his thoughts and wrapped his arm around me. Slowly, his hand around my waist pulled me back. Reluctantly, I let go of his lips and stared at him. “What…” I started. “What are you doing, baby?” he asked, his eyes dark as they locked onto mine. My lips curled into a slow smile. “I’m kissing you.” “Why?” “Why?” I echoed, and he nodded. “Yes, why are you kissing me?” “Because I want to,” I replied, licking my lips and savoring his taste. My gaze went back to his lips; I couldn’t wait to kiss them again. “No, you’re kissing me because you’re trying to avoid the question.” I forced myself not to grin. He was too smart for his own good. “Maybe or maybe not, but that doesn’t change the fact that I want to kiss you again.” He ran his hand through my hair, just like the other night, helping me tuck it behind my ear. I tried not t

Adriano. There, I said it out loud. I saw no reason to hide something we both already knew: I love her. As strange as that sounds to me and to anyone who knows me well, it's the truth. I tried to fight the feeling because I didn’t want her to see the broken me; I wasn’t like anybody else. I was different. Everything in my world is dark and empty, and I wanted to push her away along with the feelings stirring inside me. But I couldn't fight it. When I set my eyes on her, I knew she was the one. She’s a light in my dark world, and I’m not letting her go. So I don’t care if she wants to run; I’m not letting her escape.I will find her until my very last breath.“You really love her, huh?” Kyle asked softly, but I didn’t need to answer. The truth was visible on my face and in my actions. “What happened to her?” he asked.“I have no idea. She was with me one minute, and then she was gone,” I replied. “That doesn’t sound right. Are you sure nothing happened to her? Or maybe you did some

Adriano. Eight Months Later. The smoke from the cigar in my hand hit my face as I slowly exhaled, but I didn’t mind; I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t care about anything else. I looked at the wall clock and sighed. It was almost noon, and I had been sitting here since morning without the motivation to get up. It had been eight months since I started searching for her—the one woman who took my heart and ran away. Yet, I had barely been able to pinpoint her exact location. Every single lead or clue I followed led to nothing; every woman I encountered looked nothing like her. I was starting to believe that maybe Kyle was right when he said she didn’t want to be found. If she had wanted to be found, I would have seen her by now. But what if she wasn’t hiding willingly? What if someone was keeping her away from me? I took another slow drag from the cigar and shut my eyes. Dragging my hand down my face and over my overgrown beard, I realized I hadn’t had the time to take care