Mario X Rosalina Novels & Stories

Mario interrupts her by putting one of her fingers on her lip. “Things are different with you little ones, you are spectacular and when I met you I had no idea that you were in a relationship with him, as far as I understood he had a wife and a daughter, both of whom died, so your journey through life was so short and basic, that no one knew of your presence” Mario's arrogance was already bothering her, however she had to stay comfortable to find out what she wanted.

Her fist clenched in anger as tears streamed from her eye. Celine bent down towards her eye and whispered. “If you call me Celine again, I mean one more time. You won’t only not get to see your whole bloody family in this realm. But On the other. I promise you,” Celine muttered. Rosa didn’t respond but she just stood there. “It’s Maria,” she gave a wicked grin. “Alright?” She looked at her with a raised brow, Rosa nodded frantically. She knew what Celine was capable of. She was a psycho.

“That I’d ever… want this. A wife… something more than just revenge.” Rosalina smiled. “Perhaps it is enough fighting for now,” she says. “Maybe it’s time to build something else instead.” He slowly shut the lid and slid the box into his coat pocket. “I’ll give it to her,” he promised. “And I’ll make sure she knows what it means.” Rosalina leaned back with a satisfied smile, sipping her wine again. “Good. Now go save Romero from the aunties. I think they’ve trapped him in the pantry.”

And God help me… looking more beautiful than any woman had the right to look. Rosalinda Amato. My Rosa. Her eyes widened when she saw me. Shocked. Hurt. Angry. All at once. “Vicenzo…” Her voice was tight. Breathless. I didn’t let her speak. I grabbed her. Pulled her close. And crushed my mouth down on hers. Her hands pressed against my chest but she didn’t push me away. Dio. The taste of her. Sweet. Sharp. Mine. Always mine. I pulled back just a little, my forehead pressed to hers.

“That was weak, choose me! I will ensure that no one harms a hair on your head again! You won’t be anyone’s toy under my watch. I will treat you right and make you my wife. You deserve the world, mamacita.” Before they could catch their breath, Vincenzo cut through with a wave, “No, you should pick me. If you choose me, I will give you one thing she truly desires—I will give you your little friend back. I will give her freedom, so who is it going to be? Senorita?” Rosita stood at the center, glancing between the four dons, lost in thought. All eyes shifted to Deangelo, who remained resolutely silent, not attempting to woo her.

Every detail seemed to confirm my suspicions about Damien, revealing him to be even more unscrupulous than I’d thought. I finally lifted my gaze from the files, locking eyes with Rosaline. She met my gaze with an expressionless stare. My mind raced. “Rosaline...” I murmured, her name barely audible, trying to memorize the name that had granted me such favor. “Why? Why help me to ruin the man you once loved?” was all I could muster.

They had been playing for hours and Rosalina didn't want to eat until she defeated her sister once. Thea, came to see the sisters engrossed playing the xbox. It wasn't surprising her, because she had been practically living with them. "Ari, I won't be able to attend tomorrow--- before Thea could complete Aria, yelled,"What?"As dropped her joystick. Her car crashed to the shore and she lost. Rosalina screamed in joy when she achieved her target. Got Arianna down. She ran downstairs singing happily. Arianna glared at Thea and shot her a look that said," Better this might not be your prank to make her win."

Rosaline stuck her tongue at her, “Thank you, brother. Good job.” Elaria was incensed at her words. “Are you kidding me? I am the one who is pregnant. I am the one suffering from morning sickness.” Rosaline sighed before hugging her reluctantly. “Alright, good job. Keep up the hard work.” Elaria pushed her away, “Someone throw her away, please. I don’t like her anymore.” Rosaline snorted at her, “You have never liked me anyway.” Maddox was amused looking at them. Lina’s equations with both El and Tristen had always been this weird.

I say and she smiles with a little bend of the knees. "Nice to meet you too, Madame." She says and I shake my head. "It's just Kera. Please." I tell her and she giggles nodding. Rosalia has beautiful silky brown hair with bright blue eyes and soft pink lips. She looks like a real life doll but in a good way. Her and her mother do look very alike. "Is Alessio awake yet? I mean Mr. Marino." Rosalia quickly adds. I raise my brows before nodding, keeping my eyes on her. "He's just laying down." I say before going back to pouring coffee in four cups.