Corrupted A Rosato & Dinunzio Novel Novels & Stories

As I am about to fling the door wide with my rage, it bursts open to reveal a drunk and disorderly man. Looking him up and down in distaste, Rose can only assume he is lost and tries to redirect him down the hall to his room… however, in her anger, she forgot to find the robe and is currently standing in front of said man wearing only her undergarments and a blouse half unbuttoned to her ribcage. He didn’t miss a thing though as he leered at her with a smirk. “Just what I needed to finish my night, a vision to warm my bed” he bellowed. As he took a step forward, almost falling into the room, Rose tried to prevent him from getting any farther. “Oh no you don’t, I am not some whore at this inn

Rosalie stumbled back when she thought she heard a heavy growl, but she guessed it was just her clouded mind as she looked from Giovanni’s darkened yet smug face to Cora, who glared at her before smirking satanically. "This isn't over," she said before leaning forward as her hand suddenly shoved the glasses of herb oil off the table shattering them on the floor. Rosalie gasped, and jump back, while Giovanni glared at Cora, who blew him a kiss before leaving.

I stared at the message until the screen went dark. When I finally closed my locker, my friend Valia and her other half, Olive, were leaning against the one next to mine, arms crossed, a knowing smirk on both their faces “So… I hear you made out with Mr. White?” My face burned instantly. “I… I had no choice,” I muttered. “It was the ritual. Everyone does one before they get in. You guys did too. None of us are innocent.” "Yeah, but... is it just me or did it look like you actually wanted to fuck him after that kiss?" Olive grinned, and my heart damn near plummeted.

No one saw me. They never do. Not when I become her. La Rosa Nera. And tonight, she’s angry. ~~~~~ The city lights smeared against the windshield as we drove. I didn't ask if Renzo knew where we were headed. I gave the name. He understood. Nico Mareni’s mansion reeked of sin, an over-perfumed carcass in marble. Dante once came here for whispers. I come now for silence. Renzo didn’t break the stillness until we were a block away. “You sure you wanna walk in there dressed like that?”

CORINA I don’t know what I did wrong or right. Or whether it was right or wrong. Whatever I did, it made Dante push me away. I didn’t catch on at first. The morning after the party; I was happy to enter a kitchen occupied only by Rob and Vera and Rob, telling me that Dante had already gone to work. At least I didn’t have to endure his presence, I thought. For the next three days, I was even happier. I came into the kitchen the same way. I only started to wonder if he was avoiding me when he barely acknowledged me at work as he passed me by. He didn’t even spare me a glance, which I thought was unusual. That’s when the doubts crept in. He finally spoke to me after five days of silence and it

I should be allowed to have some fun. “Rose, you were only attacked last month. You need to be careful with anyone new you meet—“ I stir my spaghetti with my fork whilst cutting off Paul’s sentence. “Not everyone is a crazy psycho. He’s just a new guy at my school and I doubt he’s going to try and kill me.” Ivan joins us at the table with his meal now, looking between Paul and me like he’d rather be anywhere else but here. Felix has given up on warning me not to poke the beast so now he’s just stuffing his face with spaghetti.

So, his embarrassment meant my embarrassment. I looked down and then bowed as low as I could. “I… I'm sorry. He ruined such a special day.” Damian sighed deeply before placing a hand on my shoulder and gently straightening me. When he looked at me again, the anger in his eyes had almost softened. “Rosie…” He frowned again. I gulped. I was almost ready to take whatever punishment he was going to give me. It was all because of that fucking moron. Damian patted my shoulders and took some files from his table. “Look… I don't want to say but… Asher… He's crooked. He dared to even send a she-wolf to me as a mistress so, imagine, what else he's capable of…”

I snorted. “I'm fine.” She moved closer, glancing at me from the corner of her eye. “What happened, Rosie?” Now that I thought about it, it just sounded stupid. “It's stupid, Lena—” “Tell me.” I scoffed, pushing the school door open before stepping out. “She was flirting with Henry.” Lena paused for a brief moment. “Jesus Christ, Rosie. That is really stupid.” “I know…” I whined, turning to face her. “But she hit me first though.”

She took a quick glance into the plate and looked away sullenly. "Won't you eat? Oh I see, you're handcuffed...hahaha."I moved behind her and untied the rope. I discovered that I had tied the rope too tightly, the rope had eaten into her skin. She rubbed her hand, trying to get blood circulation in her hand. I stubbed my cigarette, then told her: "Eat up", and then walked out of the room, making sure to lock the door after me. VANESSA

Sebastian offered as he sat on a bench. "Are you okay now?" Dante asked as he joined Sebastian on the bench. "Mhm, yeah. Thanks." "You're welcome. Gosh, I'm craving for some croissant. A chocolate one to be exact." "You like chocolate croissant?" "I LOVE chocolate croissant." Sebastian chuckled. It reminded him of Zeke. On one of their dates, Zeke pestered Sebastian to get him chocolate croissant even though the store was out. They had to drive almost out of the city to find one. Ezekiel is such a huge fan of the dessert and hell usually gets loose if he's craving for it. Sebastian was so lost in thoughts he didn't realize he was smiling to himself.