Keluarga Rossa Novels & Stories

He turned to Clara and Ronald and asked them, "Who is Rosy?" "Rosy, just like Lyon just said is my only family. She is my sister, my mother, and also my father since we lost our parents; she was the one who saved Clara and Lyon while I was still in a coma through the help of a friend, Javier." Ronald said. "I am sorry to have forgotten, I remember you said that yesterday. Ronald tells talk inside."

Oh ugly men meant ugly babies, so she did mind. A general overview of the family, they were a family of eight, six children and all females. Rosa cassato. Rosa was the first child of the cassato family, she was beautiful and graceful and oh so modest. She had long thick dark hair that flowed to her mid back and spoke so eloquently, the perfect figure with beautiful brown eyes Rosa was well-respected amongst the many workers but not amongst her siblings, they had absolutely no privacy while growing so they were all in each other space, even at that the woman managed to maintain composure and smile every once in a while.

Upon hearing that, Rosa was so furious that she nearly got up from the massage table to start a fight. "Who are you calling a singleton? My boyfriend is the sole heir of the Garrison family. Do you even know the Garrison family?" Rosa then added smugly, "Well, your ignorance of the Garrison family is quite expected. A country bumpkin like you clearly have no understanding of the way things work in Dawsbury City!" "The Garrison family?" Lana suppressed her laughter as she playfully teased Rosa. She asked, "Are you talking about the leading family among the Eight Affluent Families in Dawsbury City?"

, Adalina added scowling at me. “Alright”, said Father as he stood up and walked to where I stood. “All this is simple, Rose my dear daughter, you do understand what is at stake here. This Mafia alliance is very important to this family. So on behalf of me and your sisters I demand that you reject the Alphas so that a much organized agreement can take place”, Father said as he stood towering over me with his huge body.

The guests around me gasped in admiration, some actually stepping back as if sensing something primal and dangerous about him. "My God, who is this guy? I've never seen anyone so handsome in my life," whispered a woman near me, her voice trembling slightly. "If I'm not mistaken, those bodyguards have the Rossi family crest on their suits—America's biggest crime family," another guest murmured, instinctively lowering his voice. "They're calling Catherine 'Mrs. Rossi.' The Rossi family only has one heir. This must be Vincent Rossi!" "I heard his family arranged a noble marriage and already chose their future daughter-in-law. I had no idea it was Catherine!"

“They’ll never be your real family.” Rosa hesitated, chewing her lip, eyes darting between the people behind me and the cold fury in Elena’s eyes. Then she stepped forward, voice trembling just a little. “Bella... I didn’t mean it. I—I’m sorry. I was just going along with Gianna. I didn’t mean any of it, not really. I never had a problem with you. I was just...” “Doing what she told you,” I finished, tone clipped. Rosa nodded quickly, her words spilling out. “Yes. Yes. You know how she is. She’s always been like that. I—I just wanted to stay close. To matter. I didn’t think—”

In the twenty-seventh hour after Chen Boyan escaped from prison, the police sent out fifteen drones, nearly half of the police dog police force, after the carpet search of the whole blockade, still did not find half a trace of him. The man left incomparably arrogant, before leaving, but also with the blood of the escorting police officers, leaving the following words. I'll recapture my rose. I'll recapture my rose. Who is this "rose" referring to ...... A group of police officers in the conference room looked at me in unison. "Even if you look at me like that." I held my arms and shrugged. "I can only prove that Chen Boyan is just a love brain." Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to ask m

Everyone turned their curious gazes to me. “Starting today, we will be one enormous family, the Serratore clan. My uncle and I will take care of the family business and develop it properly. And most importantly, our loyalty to our family. And because family is the basis of our wealth, I give to you your queen, Francesca Serratore!” The End

She paused, her chest heaving. Katherine was pale. Her usual composure had cracked. Her hands were clasped so tightly in front of her that her knuckles had gone white. "Isabella," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "You don't understand." "Then make me understand." Isabella stepped closer. "I'm standing right here, Mom, I'm listening, tell me why." Katherine opened her mouth. "The Rossi family," she said slowly, "isn't a normal family."

Rhoda was agitated. "I've heard that Thorne, Charlene, and the entire Ross family have grown very close since Irma was injured a few days ago. Thorne was even seen eating dinner with an elderly woman from the Rosses yesterday. "Are they not attempting to rekindle an old flame?" Vesta calmly said, "They never had a flame to rekindle," obviously disapproving of Rhoda's phrase choice. Vesta chose to clarify after noticing Rhoda's agitation, saying, "Irma has always been close with the Ross family." In order for Charlene and the elderly Ross woman to see Irma, Thorne must maintain their support.