Mario X Rosalina 소설 & 이야기

ROSA It wasn't long before I felt like I was being watched. I glanced around and I noticed that Marcos eyes were fixed on me. He had the most piercing look, and I couldn't help but blush as he made his way to me. "Hello, there," he greeted. "Hi." "Looking at you, maybe I should have told Angelo to speed up the training," he grinned, his brown eyes holding mine. Woah... My eyes widened. He's coming on too strong... Dad's just across the room! I'd better play it safe with my response.

I kept forgetting I had stalkers for bodyguards. There was an eery silence around when we pulled in front of the dingy building that the mafia people liked to call the Central. It wasn't like there were always people around there. The Central lacked its usual vibe today. Tanner and Aria dropped me off, and I went inside and met Lucia and Zita before making my way upstairs to Mariano's office. On my way, I picked up a black rose from the vase on the dining room table. Black roses were so fascinating, so sinister. I had come to like them immensely, seeing they were everywhere around me - on Mariano's shoulder blade, in his house, his bedroom. His mother wore a bracelet made of black stones cut

"You promise that you won't walk away before I finish talking?" Garry nodded as a replacement for a 'yes'; his gaze went softer. "Okay. I will release you." Rosalina spread her fingers, letting a magical white light conjure through each gap before hovering her palm over Garry's mouth. Then she moved to his body, starting to untie the rope. Garry snaked his arm around the young princess's waist as soon as he was free, lifting the small frame to his level. He cupped the back of Rosalina's head with his free arm, bringing the soft, ideal lips to meet his own.

A looked crossed his eyes,but it went away as quickly as it came, and soon he was looking at me amused again. "Of course, I didn't anticipate finding raunchy books in a sweet girl's bag, you're definitely right. Noted, I'm never doing that again." I scowled and he smirked. "So Rosie?" He asked, I couldn't help it, I rolled my eyes at that, rubbing at my temples. "No, my name's Rosette, not Rosie. That's childish." "Okay, so Rose. Well that's a pretty name for a very pretty girl, as cliché as it sounds, it's the truth, you're a pretty little flower." And the blush that was barely receding was back again.

A channel was broadcasting some glimpses of that day when Xenia went to break Ajax's marriage. " This girl Rosaline looks a little bit like you, don't you think?" Ronald ask Xenia pointing his finger at the TV. An uncomfortable expression appeared on Xenia's face. She hasn't told Ronald about all this. She hasn't told him yet what she has done for money. Apparently, Ronald won't like how she broke someone's marriage. " I don't think so," Xenia answered shortly. Ronald said chuckling," I don't know why I can see a lot of resemblance of you in that Rosaline. I mean you guys look like sisters."

Rosalina nodded her head in understanding. “Ready?” Joni asked walking up with Marisa. “Calm down. It’s not that serious,” Marisa rolled her eyes. Rebecca and Joni’s head whipped toward the girl both with glares. “It’s fine,” Rosalina said through clenched teeth. “Oh my,” they heard a woman sigh from behind them turning they saw Rosalina’s mother there in her wheel chair.

As they sped off, I saw Rosalina Russo shoot me an angry look through the window. Weirdly enough, her anger sent my blood in a hot rush and settled straight in my groin. What is that girl doing to me? I couldn't resist the temptation of Rosalina Russo's alluring charm. Be it her hot anger, or her wanton smile. Being a daredevil, I saw her as a challenge I simply had to conquer. Someday, bella I will make you mine. ***

Rosalina. To be continued…

Although Rose was as elated as any woman would be in a similar situation, she didn’t fully understand why Roman was openly kissing her for the first time. Indeed, even though he was a mafia boss – and as such, one would expect him to have less reserve when it came to PDA – this was the first time he made out with her despite having an audience. When his lips finally left hers, and he gave her room to breathe, he kissed the top of her head, and grumbled, “Be my woman, Rosalina Marcels.”

Trying to kill his wife was punishable by death. He finally walked forward. He startled Rosalie she didn’t say a word. Waiting for his next move. She knew it was over. He knew exactly who she was. She was busted. Selena let out a sigh of relief. “Give her the antidote Rosa...” He says softly. His eyes gave nothing away. He looked at Selena. Rosalie handed him the antidote and Roman took it from her and gave it to Selena. He sighed as he watched Selena throw up all over his carpeted floors.