Keluarga Rossa Novels & Stories

I'm impressed that she's delved into the histories of the families. “It's interesting. There's a couple other organizations that the Russos could have chosen. The Romanos in New Jersey, the Moretti Family, and the Scutari Family. But, none of them are as successful as the Savios.” I raise my eyebrows in surprise. “You still haven't told me how you learned all this,” I tell her. She blushes. “I'm kind of seeing somebody.” “Yeah?” I'm happy for her. “What's the lucky guy's name?”

I wasn’t allow to socialize at all, because any exposure to the real world might interfere with the life they planned for me. My dad seemed surprised that I didn’t react. He continued, “Please, do well to represent this family with dignity. We've built a reputation over the years, and that’s why the Rossis consider us worthy of marrying into. I want you to behave yourself, and remember your husband is your head. Whatever he says is right.” The Rossis one of the wealthiest families in the world, feared, ruthless, rumored to be tied to the mafia. And somehow, my father had managed to form a relationship strong enough to offer me his first daughter as a gift to seal their alliance.

Guilt welled up in his chest. "Madam, I was wondering whether you and Mr. Jasper could find a way to win Clarissa over to our side. If she can testify that Josh abused her, the odds would tip in our favor against the Schmidts!" Rose said. Alyssa sighed dully. "Things aren't that simple, Rose. The Schmidt family is one of the four great families and is even on par with the Beckett family in Solana City. Jasper and I have battled against them for so long, yet their stronghold barely shifted an inch, even after losing two of their children and that project in Tsulu.

"I don't think I've told you properly. He's.....he's Cassian's stepbrother, Rosa. Richard's son. He's been working with Cassian since he came back, and I've been helping coordinate the gala, so we've been together in the same rooms more often than I'd like." Rosa's spoon stopped halfway to her bowl. For a long moment she just looked at me, something shifting behind her eyes as the pieces clearly settled into place. "Kael," she said slowly, testing the name like she needed to make sure it still meant what she thought it meant. "*Your* Kael. He's part of that family? He's Cassian's brother?" "Stepbrother. Yes."

I argued. "Your brother was the accountant for a gang—a family rather—The Black Rose." The Black Rose. It was the name Elijah had called his company, and now they were saying it was a gang? "And now that he's gone, they won't stop until they wipe out the rest of The Black Rose," Silas took a step back. "You signed your fate the second you stepped foot in Italy with that passport. If they get their hands on you, they will kill you or worse."

“Mya. Stop. You don’t have to explain yourself to us. Not anymore.” She blinked, startled by the simple finality in his tone. Casey leaned across the table, eyes shining with mischief. “You don’t get it yet, do you? You don’t owe him anything. Or anyone.” Mya frowned, confused. “What do you mean?” Cameron leaned in, his voice carrying both warmth and gravity. “We’re the Cross family, Mya. Billionaires. Our father built an empire, and we’ve carried it forward. Everything he left—the businesses, the properties, the legacy—it belongs to us. To all of us.”

City A, 15 years ago, in a dilapidated house, the firelight was slowly spearing to every corner. The fire made a crackling, crackling, ticking sound that echoed in the stillness of the night. Suddenly, the fire flared up violently. It engulfed everything it passed through. In that deadly fire, the image of a rose playing in the sea of ​​​​fire slowly appeared. It shone extremely brightly and then began to fade to ashes. That rose was like his heart. Since that day, his heart had died, left only the animosity.

Mason hung his head down once again. "Luna, it's okay. There's one thing I can do to fix this." I looked up at her. She had a questioning look on her face. "I, Alexandria Rivers, daughter to Beta Edward and Joyce Rivers, reject you, Mason Jackson, future Alpha of the Green Wood pack."

Several factions’ gazes paused briefly on me. “Who is that? I didn’t see her name on the list.” “The Moretti family’s newly risen Rose. I hear she’s ruthless.” “A woman? Don Rossi seems to know her. Their relationship doesn’t look ordinary.” Holding my wine glass, I looked calmly across at Lucca Rossi. “Lucca. It’s been a while.” His brows tightened slightly, a trace of emotion passing through his deep-set eyes.

she answered "Okay dear, then make it fast. Anyway, have you heard from your mum." Mad. Flora asked Rosita's family moved to the states after her marriage when her dad's company transferred him to the Head Office to assist in managing the company's affairs. Rosita have been in contact with them there after but never told them any of her problems because she doesn't want to make them worried especially her mum. "Yes mum" she replied "Okay dear, that's good but hurry here soon. The team in charge of the baby shower are all in wait."