David Rossi Daughter Novels & Stories

At Le Château Royale, the clinking of silverware was the only sound between them. Lydia and Rowan ate in silence. Rowan finally broke it, dabbing his lips with a napkin. "So... you're a Zander?" His voice held amusement. Lydia met his gaze. "Yes." A slow whistle left his lips. "Damn. The woman I pulled out of a pool turns out to be the President’s daughter." She shrugged. "Life happens."

From now on, the Moretti family meant nothing to me. On the day of the ball, the entire Moretti household was busy. The event manager checked his clipboard. "Mrs. Moretti, isn't Sophia ready yet?" My mother was fastening Bella's necklace. She didn't look up. "She's probably still in her room." The butler came running in, panicked. "Ma'am, Miss Sophia isn't here. The gate guard said she went to the airport two days ago." My mother's hands stopped. Matteo tried my number.

Skyla tilts her head as she does a slow once over. Oh, shoot. “Who is this Your- Alpha Royce?” Owen asks, clearly concerned about the company. “My mate, Skyla Silara Rossi, the daughter of the Lycan King Alejandro Rossi.”

Her eyes were a soft blue color, and her eyelashes were so long that I started to feel envious. "Hello," she said sweetly before smiling brightly at all of us. Honestly, I was too stunned by her beauty that I was speechless for a moment. "This is my daughter, Rosabella," David introduced her to me, and that made me realize that Raphael probably already knew her. "You can call me Rosie for short. I'm so happy to meet you," she said before showing me another one of her gorgeous smiles. "It's nice to meet you too," I said before trying my best to smile politely.

"If you want respect, you need to have a powerful father first. Unfortunately, that would be my father. I'm the daughter of Don Caruso, the Principessa of a mafia family. You'll never be better than I am in this life. You're nothing but a dog I can beat off!" Looking at how confident she was, I frowned slightly. Could my father really have an illegitimate daughter behind our family's back? I asked carefully, "I heard that Don Caruso's daughter is studying overseas and has only just returned. How do you explain the fact that you studied at a local public university?"

Alessandro pulled it out distractedly. His eyes narrowed slightly at the screen. Valeria. A new message appeared beneath her name. “We need to talk.” Alessandro stared at it silently. His jaw tightened almost immediately afterward. Valeria Rossi. The daughter of Don Rossi who had just attacked his father. She had manipulated him for that information. Used him. Valeria had known exactly what she was doing from the beginning. And his father had warned him. Luca noticed the shift in his expression. “Any problem?” Alessandro locked his phone slowly.

I froze for a moment and shot around, “Daughter…?” She nodded, “I want to bless you both. I have someone extraordinary planned for her. Your daughter,” “Nuray.” I cut her off, “Her name is Nuray.” She smiled, “Nuray will be a great she-wolf, a powerful wolf.” I thought for a moment, my husband is a Beta; does this mean that she’ll be with an Alpha? My brain rushed with hundreds of questions. “Are you ready to meet your daughter?” I nodded but then thought for a second,

“Name it.” Ross considered this for a moment. Then he said, “You have a daughter.” Richard froze. “No,” he whispered, knowing fully well what Ross was driving at. “Rebecca Jefferson is your daughter, right? She is a very interesting young woman. I heard she is doing very well in the modelling industry,” Ross said calmly. “Young. Healthy. Valuable. A lot of my clients will find her very intriguing.” Richard shook his head violently. “Absolutely not.” Ross’s expression darkened. “You want me to carve your son open instead?”

Maybe if l didn't go to meet that Leo guy I wouldn't be feeling like shit right now. "I will go report to your father when the doctor arrives and take Kai to his nanny. Have some rest, I'm worried about you." "Who is it that father wants me to meet?" I reckoned with the last strength in me. "Her name is Roselyn Matteo. The eldest daughter of the current Vice President of Lauderhill. She is also a Judge at the State High Court." "And you said she is not important, David? What the fuck!” l nitpicked bitterly and forced myself up.

Ava: I tried to regain my composure, but it was becoming too difficult. I didn't want to see these people anymore. Especially not around my daughter. Belle had no idea what was going on, and as we exchanged words, she kept on looking back and forth. And trying so hard to understand. I wish I did too. My hands wrapped gently around her wrists, brushing the back of her hands slightly to keep her calm. Mrs. Rossi's eyes dropped to my daughter and then back at me again. “Dante will do what's best for his daughter. And what's best is for her to be raised as a Rossi, with all the privileges and opportunities that entails.”