David Rossi Daughter Novels & Stories

Her face had that kind of beauty that looked carved from ice. “Hello, Julian,” she said, voice calm and almost musical, like singing a lullaby. “You’ve grown so much. You have your father’s chin.” Julian froze. “Who are you? How do you know my father?” “My name is Catherine Rossi,” she said. Maya’s breath caught. “Rossi? But… my grandfather only had two sons. David and Marcus.” “That’s the lie they told you,” Catherine said, her smile sad. “I was the third child. The daughter they erased. Because I fell in love with a man who worked in the kitchen. A man named Thorne.”

Her eyes widened and she moved her head in a no "But won't people know? Where is she-?" "That's not your area of concern Amara. She is still studying in London,she won't return plus no one has seen her. She was first homeschooled in London and then she did her masters in finance from there only " "But why..." "You will get to know soon. But first, let's start with the basics" "You are Alessa Roussou , daughter of David Roussou...." "And the only thing you have to do is, get close to the next heir of Accardi family, the youngest billionaire in town

Her eyes on me "Why are you so calm though? I thought you'll be afraid of him?" "I told you he didn't force me to come here, I agreed to marry him" I informed her and watched as she regarded me with pure disbelief. It seems she doesn't think her brother could ever find a woman who would willingly want to marry him. "Let me formally introduce myself" Then I stretched out my hands for a handshake, she took it. "I'm Serena Rossi. Unfortunately, the daughter of Chester Rossi, the Don of Chicago family" Her eyes widened in such a way that I'm afraid they would fall out of their sockets.

The moist ground of the fields were a sharp contrast from the stone roads I had just ran through. I was running as fast as my legs could carry me but my heart inside my chest was running faster. It was in eager anticipation of catching up with him...a man I had yearned to see and speak with for hours since yesterday but he had refused me like I was worthless...I am Baela Rossi, the daughter of Lorgan and Hannah Rossi; the beta werewolf couples. Oh!...I keep forgetting I have been publicly disgraced yesterday as not being their real daughter and with that I had lost everything except for one thing...one thing I was still grasping to hold onto with both my hands...one thing that would make all

“Oh yes I had some other personal matters to attend to, so I didn’t secretly follow him to S City. What’s the matter? Do you need my help with something?” “Do you have Rossi’s contact number?” Lalisa asked hesitantly. “I have the number; it’s because a swindler cheated Alana, and I recorded the contacts of the people she interacted with,” Leon replied. “So, tell me what you need to investigate, and I’ll help you with that.” “Seven years ago, did Rossi’s daughter attend the party on the ship?” Lalisa really wanted to ask that question. “Alright, I’ll find the contact information and wait for my news.”

“I’ll agree it’s tragic, what happened to your wife and daughter, but to go to such lengths…” Rossi slams his glass down on the table, liquid sloshing and spilling onto the wood surface. “Teresa was the love of my life,” he says, pain clear and harsh in his voice. “And the day my daughter was born, Marlene became the most important thing in my world. Have you ever felt that kind of love, Thorton Gallardo?” I set my jaw. My thoughts immediately turn to Zandra. If anything ever happened to her, I don’t know what I’d do. If Rossi had harmed her instead of her brother that night, would I not go to the very ends of the Earth to deliver his comeuppance?

The realization that her daughter could harbor such hatred towards her was like a knife to her heart, tearing apart the bonds that had once held them together. With a heavy heart, Mrs. Rossi made a decision that she knew would break both their hearts. "From now on, you'll be sent abroad," she declared, her voice filled with a mixture of resignation and determination. "Here is no place for you anymore." Jennie spoke further,"Why you want that Emily to be your daughter, officially! Why she is your daughter? Did you fuck his father that's why..." Mrs. Rossi recoiled at Jennie's words, each one like a dagger piercing her already wounded heart. The accusation cut deep, striking at the very core o

That petite body of hers, those plump pink lips, so inviting and seductive, her innocent looks… Yet, somehow she had this strong aura that could make any man obey her orders with just as much as a wink. I was doomed, but I was starting to make peace with my decision. Colby would have to forgive me for doing this, but I would also guarantee he would be proud of me for making his daughter happy. I was going to at least try. No matter how broken or damaged I was, or how f*cked up my life was. For Rosie, I would try my hardest. As we finally headed inside to start getting ready for the night, I let her go ahead first and take a shower since she’d need more time to have her hair and makeup done.

Alessandro asked. “You remember why Isabella jumped from that bridge? She thought her mom dies because of Leo. I am sure she doesn’t know her mother is alive and I don’t want her to know. I don’t want her back in Leo’s life. That girl shouldn’t come back to my house. For her my son hates me. He is calling me Mrs. Rossi. Do you know how much I hate to hear him call that poor wench mom when he calls me Mrs. Rossi?” Alicia’s hatred has burned her consciousness.

Papers fluttered out, photographs spilling onto the surface like pieces of a shattered truth. "My daughter is Anastasia Russo, and I have the proof to back it up," Rossie said, her voice steady but laced with the kind of quiet fury that matched my grandfather’s. I stepped forward instinctively, my hands clenched into fists, ready to drag her out of here. She had no right to come in here, stirring up everything we had worked to rebuild. My family—my life—was on the line, and I was ready to shut it all down. But before I could reach her, Rossie spoke again, her voice ringing out with a clarity that made everyone in the room stop and listen.