Novel & Cerita David Rossi Daughter

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.

She spat those words at Aurora. “You do not have to accept my daughter because at the end of the day she has the Russo blood running though her veins and she is the true heiress” her father’s confession left everyone in the church lost for words as no one had expected such a turn around. “And what is her name if I may ask?” One of the lawyer stepped forth and asked. “My daughter’s name is Aurora Florence Russo” Signor Giovanni proudly stated. The lawyer looked through his documents and for a moment, turned towards his partner and both men nodded their heads in agreement to what the other was saying.

Their organization's objective and motivation are to serve and defend individuals without making trouble, but if you damage anyone in their group, you will be punished. Ariana Louise Rossi, a well-known figure skater and model in Italy, is the spouse of Victor. Their first son, Alessandro Rossi, came into the world in 1991, followed by the birth of their second oldest, Alessio Rossi, born in 1993; the first set of twins, Leonardo and Lorenzo Rossi, born in 1994; other twins Xander and Xavier, born in 1996; and their youngest son, Vincent Rossi, born in 1997.

Dr. Marco Rossi was a well-known doctor from the east coast of Italy. He had married his high school sweetheart when he was in medical school. While in medical school, the couple’s first and only child was born—a girl they named Sofia. Four months after the birth of their baby, the couple split up. Marco’s ex took their daughter to Milan to be raised with the help of Sofia’s new stepdad. Shortly after his marriage ended, Dr. Rossi was invited to a party hosted by his college roommate, Luca. Luca Bianchi had a thing for young girls. A man now in his early fifties, Luca had never seen anything wrong in taking a young girl of fifteen to his bed.

ROSALINE DAVENPORT…… Jasver Rossi!!! The Italian Mafia Prince. The Second son of Alpha Kaiser Rossi, who was the Mafia King. Everyone was afraid of him. Dad once told me how Rosaline had a massive conflict with his elder brother. They were a walking danger. Dad had strictly told me to stay away from them. And here I was dancing with him. What do I do now? “What happened? Are you regretting dancing with me?” His voice was low and deep as he spoke near my ear.

Povetta asked the girl warmly who in return smiled shyly. "I am good Miss Povetta."She replied in a very slow voice and reminded me of my introvert nature. "Destiny she is Rossiou and Gina's youngest daughter Lina and the only one living with her parents out of her seven siblings."Povetta told me about the girl. Seven children! That's an achievement. "Hi Lina,"I waved at her who obviously turned more shy. "Lina show them the washroom while Mr. De Niro is discussing business with your father."Gina said to her daughter who gestured us to follow her.

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

“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?

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.

Leonardo can be referred to as a stranger to Isabella and she didn’t have any interest in their family matters. “How is Miss Rossi?” Isabella asked. “She is as beautiful as ever. You would remember how she used to call us through the back door and make us eat food whenever there was a party in the mansion. She is such a warm-hearted person. Even now she didn’t change.” Angelo had a smile on his face when he was talking about Miss Rossi. Isabella also remembers this woman. She has always loved them a lot. She used to tell her Isabella was her daughter. Though Mr. Rossi never liked her friendly behavior with a servant, he couldn’t ever stop her.