Novel & Cerita David Rossi Daughter

“Dorla! Finally, I’ve heard so much about you.” I blinked. Who the hell is this? My father gestured grandly. “Dorla, meet Alessandro Rossi. Son of my old friend Marco. He just returned from studying abroad and I thought it would be nice for you two to get acquainted.” Alessandro extended his hand, still smiling like he was in a toothpaste commercial. “Pleasure to meet you. Your father has been singing your praises all evening. He says you’re brilliant, beautiful, and have the spirit of a lioness.”

I can see you lack respect for your elders"I said "Respect is only given to those who earn it. Alex please come in"she replied rudely "What is she doing here? I thought she was in jail"Madison said "I bailed her out"Natasha replied "Good evening ma"Alex said calmly and accompanied Natasha inside "Who is she?" "She's Alex, my father-in-law's caretaker" "Is she.." "Yes mom" "Enough of this yapping, I need some rest"Natasha said and went to her room.

They were having a family dinner when the duke announced that he brought home his daughter from a maid and that the child was living in the annex. “Mind your manners, Xander,” Duchess Stephanie von Fiore, said in an elegant but stern manner before she turned to the duke. “Ali, I won’t question your actions like how I did before. But is it true that the child was a little girl?” “Yes, Steph. The reason why I kept her here was that she had the distinct traits of a Fiore.” The boys looked glum when they heard their father. Just how strong were the Fiore genes on the child to make their father keep her hidden from the world?

I say. "You cannot take my daughter anywhere. What right do you have to interfere in my family business? I know you may be a don in the Italian mafia, but let me tell you one thing. It does not give you the right to interfere in my family business. My daughter stays here until I say that she can go out of this house. She will only leave this house the day she gets married. She's only good enough to marry a Don so that our family can become stronger," Don Rossi says. This makes me furious.

She was taller than me, toned body but with sexy curves, and I hated to admit it but a lot pretty then me, and I was definitely good looking. She swayed her head some, making her long black silky hair push behind her shoulder. Her olive skin shined and her red lips glistened with gloss. Of course, she went straight to Caelum too. I wasn't jealous though, just observing. "Hi Don! It's a pleasure to meet you." Her voice was sweet, laced with seduction. Fuck! I hated her. "Don, this is my beautiful daughter, Roxy. She is my only child and has been taking over a lot with the business here in Chicago."

He turned visibly pale, and cold sweat rolled down his temple. "You… You're Don Rossi Antonio of Sicily. That… That's not possible!" Blake shouted, his voice filled with disbelief and despair. "Helena is just a nobody. How could she be your daughter?" My father ignored him and turned to me, his tone gentle. "Principessa, how do you wish to deal with them?" I walked toward Victoria, slowly but surely. The pain made each step heavy, but the rage inside me kept me moving. I grabbed her carefully styled hair and forced her to lift her head.

Julia Jojowich! The daughter of a Russian Mafia tycoon. ----

"What are we going to call her?" I stare at my daughter, listing all the names I wrote down if she was a girl. "This one. Henry says. " She let out a little moan when you said that one. “Isadora?" " Yes, Isadora." I smile. "Then you will be Isadora Zattani, the most loved and desired girl on this planet."

Calix turned alert. “Your f*cking daughter is just as worthless as you but I won't let her ruin my image, Rossi,” he growled, touching the trigger of his gun. Koen Rossi's eyes watered because everyone in that room was aware of how his hand never shook while taking a life. “But now….you will pay for your f*cking daughter’s action,” he spat at him. “No…please…please let him go,” Lavena Rossi joined her hands in front of him. She fell on her knees and cupped his leg.