Keluarga Rossa Novels & Stories

"I'm begging you, Mamma—Luca did it for my sake! You can punish me instead of him!" Papa roared outside the door, "Do you truly intend to destroy the whole Salvatore Famiglia for the sake of a daughter who is about to die, Rosalina? Luca is the successor of the Moretti Famiglia! How are we supposed to explain your cruel actions to the Moretti Famiglia?"

Staring at this house now makes me feel weird and drawn back to that time. "Reminds you of something right?" Roman says beside me. I turn to face him, meaning to respond when I remember why we're here. I cough awkwardly, looking everywhere but at him." We should get this over and done with." I say, stepping away from him. I let him take the lead. "Tell me about the family before we meet them." I say, stopping on the porch steps to look at him. " There's not much to tell apart from it's a family of three, with a 6 year old named Rosy, she's the sweetest girl you'll meet." I notice how his eyes light up at the mention of the little girl.

"No need to apologize. We all have weaknesses when it comes to family. What matters is that it's done now." "You almost died because of my own weakness, Roman. That's no ordinary issue." he insisted, pain etching deep lines around his mouth. I couldn't help but laugh, the sound surprisingly light and free. "You gave me Rose. As far as I'm concerned, we're more than even." I told him. His laugh joined mine, the sound chasing away the last shadows of guilt. "My stubborn daughter. She's strong. I'll give her that." "Speaking of family..." I nodded toward Rose's foster parents who were approaching us, their faces a mixture of relief and uncertainty.

"Dad, it was my fault before, now I want to come home." Richard Houston, my dad, on the other end of the phone froze. He was very surprised. "Are you sure? I'll send you to Wilcraston when you come home, and you can live there as long as you like. "What happened? Before, you abandoned your family for those roses. You said you only love Jeffrey. What's wrong?" I stood in the messy rose garden, picking up a rose that hadn't been broken yet. I forced a smile. "I no longer love him, but money matters."

Marie's/Rosa's pov: Pressing the elevator buttons I can't help but evocate the good times with my parents.We were just an ordinary family,my father was lawyer while my mother was just an ordinary florist.We did own a big piece of land not as big as the luxurious side of the town did but enough for my mom to plant flowers,dad to raise his horses and enough to have a medium sized house not too boujee and not for a middle class rank.Lets say in between.

"Calm down Rosa, bring your voice down. In as much as he's an animal, I don't want people to hear what he did, for my aunt's sake" she said Rosa batted her eyelid several times in shock "Your aunt is a saint now?" she asked in a high-pitched tone. "I haven't said so, all I'm saying is that they are still family regardless. No matter how terrible your family is, you can't deny them" she asserted.

“So you’re in?” Rose asked excitedly, her tone relieved. She did not get along with many of the young family members because she could not stand their behaviors. They were too pretentious. These family members lacked substance. All they cared about was showing off. Since Bella had urged the younger members to stand as one, Nelson and Agatha called to make sure Rose would go. Given Hanses’ rising influence within the family and invite, Rose felt compelled to attend too. She hoped Kaze would go with her. Having Kaze around would put her at ease.

The movement was small enough that most people would've missed it. Oriana didn't. "What?" she asked. His eyes lifted to hers. For a moment he seemed to consider not answering. Then— "The De Luca family." The name meant nothing to her. The reaction it caused clearly meant something to Rosa. Her expression darkened. "That's impossible," Rosa said. "Apparently not." Oriana frowned. "Who are they?" Oriana asked. A brief silence followed. Ciro looked toward the window. "The one family that should've stayed buried."

"I'm sorry. I betrayed you. It's all my fault. Please forgive me!" After his apology, he looked at me with some confusion. "This is the Castile Family's private estate. Why are you here?" Even as he asked the question, his heart was pounding. The Castile Family was the most powerful of all the mafia families, an old-guard dynasty with connections everywhere. Just standing on their grounds made his skin crawl. "Because I'm the Castile Family's princess. The Don's sole heir. Everything here belongs to me." Ethan's eyes went wide with disbelief. A strained smile twisted his face. "No. Michelle, you have to be joking."

“I can support you. And our family in the future. 2 kids, what we talked about. Is it still that plan?” “That’s still… for a long time!” “I can’t wait. I have a feeling we’ll have little Lucas’ running around the house, they’ll both look like me.” “What about me?” “We can try for a third time?” Rojean frowned at him, hitting his chest before going back to cook for dinner whilst telling Lucas to change his clothes so they could eat properly, which he did.