All Chapters of Ruthless Russo: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

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Chapter Ninety One

I stared at the dark wall adorned with golden patterns. Didn't he promise me that he would be here when I woke up. A soft touch on my forehead caught me off guard. I instinctively pushed myself away as my wide eyes snapped at him. My gaze met his stormy blue eyes. He rested the back of his hand on my forehead. "I thought you had left." I said in my groggy tone as I grabbed his hand and propped myself up. I waited for him to respond. "Do I frighten you that much?" He asked, sitting in front of me. “You frighten me less now compared to the day we wedded." I told him, pressing my delicate fingers against his strong hand. His gaze swiped on our hands. "Are you feeling better now?" He asked me. I nodded my head. "Much better." The corners of my lips curled up finding him worried about me. His phone began ringing. He took a quick glance at the screen. He donned a dark sapphire blue suit today, which made his eyes look attractiv

Chapter Ninety Two

I flipped through the album. I smiled. We appeared to be a perfect family. If I forgot the letter that I read that morning, no one would suspect that my mother didn't truly love her husband, and she loved another man more than her kids. "Is that you?" My body jerked hearing a sudden noise. My head swiveled and I saw Amateo looking at the picture with a big grin. I was dressed beautifully and holding one of my handkerchiefs, while Alessio held me to his side, grinning at the camera. This photo album captured every moment of my mother's life, from her wedding day to just before her passing. "Yes," I put my finger on a small grinning boy. "He's my brother Alessio." I told him, grinning. "Who would have imagined he would become a mafia king one day." Amateo snorted. "Oh, don't be jealous. You would look adorable too. Just stop with the comparisons." I told him. "Can I join you?" He asked. I shook my head. "You must be here to mo

Chapter Ninety Three

Valerio Abruzzo Valerio grunted in response to his elder brother, Angelo. He disapproved of the way Angelo and his father handled situations. He was twenty years old, a tall boy with jet-black hair and chocolate brown eyes. Ernesto Vittorio, who was older than him, more like a protective elder brother to him, nudged him with his elbow. He gave him a look, clearly telling him to keep his disapprovement to himself. Ernesto was a tall man with broad shoulders, and an oval-shaped face. "Why the fuck are the result taking so long?" Angelo demanded, snorting, and his hands fisted to his sides. Angelo had planned to create misunderstanding between Evara and Russo. He almost forced his younger brother Valerio and their friends Ernesto Vittorio. "I did as we planned it. Though, I did warn you that I'm not great when its about women." Valerio said, shrugging his shoulders. "Don't be a shy fucker!" Angelo snapped, growling. "You shou

Chapter Ninety Four

Castelli Mansion He cast his gaze into the distance, his hands buried into his pockets. He shifted his gaze towards the graveyard. A soft smile appeared on his face, recalling her smiling face, her warm amber eyes flooded his mind. She was the best thing that happened to her, his beloved who ruled his heart Amelia Rosetti. His expression masked the moment he heard the crushing of the leaves. "We can use the meeting hall, Dad." Vincent suggested, his stride halting next to his father. He turned to look at his son, his gaze shot to his engagement band and a scowl appeared on his forehead. "Are you sure about this, boy?" He asked his son. Vincent growled at the pet name. "Dad, I can fit your shoes now." He told him. He let out a soft laugh. "Well, it seems, she isn't thrilled with the engagement." He told him, referring to Ana. "I didn't notice anything off, dad." Vincent snorted, darting his gaze around. "Marry the woman you c

Chapter Ninety Five

My husband set a dish of food in front of me and Vene. I scanned the dining hall for Amateo. I shrugged my shoulders when I didn't see him around. "Amateo is out for a meeting." Vene said. I blinked my eyes, I didn't expect him to answer. I felt my husband's gaze on me. He placed another plate next to me. My confused gaze shot at him. "Who's coming?" I asked. My head snapped at the door as I heard footsteps. A soft smile appeared on my face. I got to my feet to welcome him. "Igor," I said, stepping forward and giving him a quick side embrace. He and his brother had rescued me, they pulled me out of hell that Angelo had created for me. If his brother hadn't found me, I would have remained his captive, enduring God knew what. "How are you doing, Evara?" He asked, returning the embrace. My smile broadened. "I'm doing really great. All thanks to you and Yegor." I told him, returning to my seat. "Don’t mention it. You're part of the famil

Chapter Ninety Six

Amelia Rosetti’s Diary Eleanor, my beloved sister, and doting daughter of the Rosetti family, had already left for her classes. She was an obedient, innocent soul, and a bookworm. She wanted to be a doctor. I was quite the opposite. I went to college seeking freedom. We weren't a normal family. Our father held the position of a boss. A title that was feared by most of the people. "We should be in class, Lia." Reina said, looking anxious. I understood she was responsible for my actions. Her father worked under my father. She had no right to question my decisions. It was my sister Eleanor who could question all my choices. "I don't feel like reading, or attending classes." I told Reina. She heaved a deep sigh. "One of us needs to be in class, Lia. We need notes. Moreover, Eleanor will notice your absence." Reina told me, looking frightened. I tossed her the keys, which she catched. "You're going to teach me. Good luck with your notes. I'll handle No

Chapter Ninety Seven

I chewed on my lower lip as I looked up at the mansion, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. I pressed my lips together to suppress my grin as I stepped into the hall. Russo had filled me in on his meeting with my brothers. I had insisted on coming along with him. I wanted to give a surprise to my family. A big grin appeared on my face as I spotted my family in the hall. My eyes darted over their faces, I could tell something was off, my smile quickly dropped. A woman was the center of all eyes, she was tall, beautiful with striking grey eyes. "What does the report say?" Dad's voice was gravel as he asked Aunt, his jaw was set tight, he looked furious but his eyes betrayed him, they didn't leave the strange girl, she must be a few years older than Niko. Aunt stared at the piece of paper in her hand and let out a long exhale. "She wasn't lying. She's your daughter, Nino. Your and Reina's," Aunt announced. My excitement died as I st

Chapter Ninety Eight

I cracked my eyes open disturbed by the constant ringing of my phone. My hand moved on the mattress. I frowned. The bedsheet was cold. Russo must have left for a meeting two hours earlier. My gaze swiped on the clock and realized it was evening. Extending my hand, I picked up my phone and glanced at the display. There were five missed calls from Aunt. It began to ring again in my hand. I answered it and held it to my ear. My lips parted but her concerned tone reached my ears. I regretted my demeanor though it was unintentional. "Are you feeling better? I'm just worried about you?" I blinked. "Aunt!" I pushed myself into a sitting position. "I'm fine." I told her in my groggy tone. There was a pause on the other side. "Can we meet, buttercup? I'm waiting at the cafe in your restaurant." I heard her gentle tone. I wasn't shocked. She seemed hell worried about me. My gaze dropped to my clothes. I pulled my knees close, hugging his s

Chapter Ninety Nine

I carefully chopped the fruits while a soft smile crept onto my face, recalling the time, how I used to argue with Alessio when he had said to irritate me that I would learn cooking. I was so furious at his bossy attitude. I let out a shuddering breath as nostalgia hit hard. My sight turned blurry. "Are you cutting onions?" I heard the snappy voice of Amateo. He looked at me with a frown. My tearful gaze drifted to him. I shook my head as I offered him a gentle smile. "Once Alessio wanted me to learn how to cook. I had threatened to set the entire house on fire if he dared to force it on me." I said and the first tear slid down my cheek. I wiped it away with my shoulder. "You love your brothers." He said, resting his hands on the counter. "Don't you?" I asked him He glanced at me. "Well!" He scratched the side of his head. "If you miss them so much. You can always give them a call." I shook my head. Memories flashed in the ba

Chapter Hundredth

I closed it and put my mother's diary on the nightstand. I grabbed my laptop. After jotting down quickly, I searched for it. I waited impatiently as I looked at the result. I scrolled down and clicked on his picture. Her diary didn't reveal any photo of her boyfriend. Maybe she wanted to keep him hidden. The first thing that caught my attention was his brownish-green eyes. He was good looking with a square jawline, straight nose, and dark hair. I looked down for more information. He was twenty-five when this picture was clicked. My heart began to thud when I heard the door creak open. Immediately. I quickly exited it and looked up at him. He wouldn't reach for my laptop if he noticed how anxious I was. "Dante is here." He muttered, opening the door wide open. "I'll be downstairs." I told him.

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