Novel & Cerita Moka Rosario

“If you want to go, we’ll make it work.” She smiled up at me and looked back at the two women who looked shocked. Rolling my eyes, I turned back to the guys but they looked equally shocked. “What?” “I’m sorry, did I just see Marek Baranov smile?” Miguel looked from me to Ria. Ria turned and smiled, holding out her hand to Miguel. “I apologize. My name is Rosaria, Rosaria Baranov.” My heart swelled with pride. She didn’t stumble and she allowed Miguel to take her hand, though he was completely lost as to what was happening. He looked from her to me.

Nakakahiya naman kung sarili ko lang ang ibibili ko kaya idadamay ko na rin siguro si Lark. Akmang bubuksan ko na ang isang fridge nang mamataan kong naglalakad papalapit sa akin ang isang pamilyar na pigura. Nakasuot siya ng surgical face mask subalit kilalang-kilala ko siya sa paraan pa lamang ng paglalakad niya. "Anong ginagawa mo rito, Rosas?" bungad ni Fritz nang makalapit ito sa akin.

“Mom sent me when the city went dark. Said you’d need family.” Mamá’s voice was a sob, her body slumping as the river loosened. “Rosa, mija…” Rosa’s gaze softened, but her machete didn’t waver. “Tía, you raised us. Now we raise you.” She pressed the tablet to the river, code flooding it—Marco’s rewrite, but hers, infused with Puerto Rican grit, with boricua fire. The river screamed, thinning. Marco’s eyes fluttered open, silver scars flaring. “Rosa… you hacked it?”

Rosana woke up early in the morning and dressed up in her combat uniform. Even after the introduction, she still had to train with Enzo to keep fit. But now was different because she didn't have to train like her life depended on it. Enzo was still charming with his smiles and joked around as always. He was shocked when he learned that Rosana had ordered her bodyguard to whip Senator Marcello Di Maggio. One of the powerful men who bowed to them. The Mafia was the reason for their existence.

Rosa cries. "Rosa, it is not personal. It is business," Mario says. I open the door of the apartment and run down the stairs. "Stop! I am Mia. What do you want with me," I shout. Mario spins around and looks at me. "Stop! Put the things back in place," Mario says to his men. "Mia, no, honey, they are going to kill you," Rosa cries. "I can not let them destroy what you have worked so hard for. I will be fine. If this bastard kills me, I will die with my head held high! Even if they torture me, I will not cry," I say.

“Fuck!” I cursed silently as I fisted my hands with anger when Matthew Laqueza showed the picture of the man I hated the most. A week has passed since we all met. We are currently discussing information about the enemy to better prepare our moves. "Farro Roque is in charge of the weapons and women they sell on the black market," he said while looking at him seriously. "He's living here in Manila," he added. My forehead knotted at what he just said. I couldn't avoid looking at him badly because of my overflowing emotions.

A new, dangerous chapter was about to begin. And somewhere in the city, Nikolai Zhukov raised a glass in silent toast to his newest acquisition. Dr. Alessia Russo was proving to be much more intriguing, and much lovelier, than he had expected when he'd heard that there was a doctor who had reached out to them. He smiled into his glass. The game was just beginning, and he loved a good challenge.

Taya motioned Lucas to start eating while she drank the rest of the wine in her glass. "You plan to get drunk tonight?" Lucas smirked, his face was so tempting, especially his eyes. His neat golden hair, a broken white collared, long sleeved cotton shirt combined with a pair of jeans that had always been Taya's weakness but tonight, Lucas' face reminded her of a Joker despite his elegant appearance. "Not really. I just don't feel like eating." Taya replied idly which made Lucas' brows rise in surprise. "You can order something else if you like." He offered while bit a slice of quattro formaggi.

Sir Marco,will be nothing more than a shadow of his former self,a mafia Kingpin weighed down by the weight of his losses. Within a few minutes, Guards begin to rush into the wedding dress store surrounding almost every single angle and it’s began getting rowdy. The chaos was intensifying as people were shouting, pushing and desperate to escape whatever situation they thought it was. Watching the disorder I savored the feeling. But I knew better than to linger,Matteo’s men were quite efficient and it won’t take too long to find me if they began to search right now. Looking around I see everyone running towards the only entrance to the shop. I just had to mix with the crowd and I’m out of here