Romanzi Rosa Mga Nobela at Kwento

ISABELLA 🌸 He’d said he waited for five years. But I had a hard time believing that. If there was anyone who wanted me gone more than anything… It was Damien Alessandro Rossi. “I’m not going to repeat myself,” I said bluntly. “But if you don’t get your hands away from my door, I’m going to scream for attention.” He tutted, barely shaken by my words. “And?” “I’m going to tell them that you’re trying to force yourself on me,” his eyes widened slightly but returned back to normal seconds later while I added. “And it’s not going to be funny.”

I can't afford anymore favours from them. I know Bade abbu will be angry but I will manage him. Shaking my head at my thoughts I sat down on my usual seat but saw something that caught my attention. A rose, a letter and a chocolate. Rose and chocolate is not anything new for me but it's the first time I got a letter. I won't read this letter now because I don't want it to affect my exam. I will read it after my exams. The exam hall is almost empty with very few students. I don't understand how come I get this every time I'm alone and not with any of my friends.

A smile appeared on my face and I turned to him. "The roses, they are very pretty, I love roses, and especially Scarlett red ones." He remembered that it was my favourite colour, I couldn't help the warm feeling that arose in me. "Very pretty roses for a very pretty girl amore mio. I try. Also that dress...it flatters you." A compliment from Luciano Martini that doesn't use the words 'hot' or 'gorgeous' what an improvement. "Well your the one who got it for me so thank you."

“She went out with him twice this week, laughing with him. Twice. Gary knows exactly what to say to make someone feel special. But is she really falling for that? Or is she just… playing along?” I slowed down as I approached the corner of Vielle and Main. The restaurant glowed with those warm golden lights inside. “Look at that place,” I muttered. “Fancy. Romantic. Exactly Gary’s style. Are you in there right now, Rosa? Sitting across from him, smiling, letting him make you laugh again?”

Rose returned to her wing, tried to read again, but the words blurred on the page. Luca’s words had unsettled her more than she cared to admit. Dante is controlling… don’t lose yourself. She pressed the book shut and set it aside, but the echo of his smooth voice remained. By evening, the villa quieted in that peculiar way Corona Nera always did, as though it held its breath at night. Rose left her room and wandered down one of the quieter corridors toward the music room, a space lined with old instruments that no one seemed to touch anymore.

With us being the meat of the evening, I would’ve given anything to not be alone. He walked across the room to the blonde sitting all alone in one corner of the room. I immediately recognised her. Anybody would. Rosaline Guerra was known for being the beauty of Cosa Nostra, with golden hair, fair skin, sharp features and height. Rosaline had something off about her. I’d seen her in other parties before, but she had never looked this . . . upset. I used to envy her for the freedom she had that none of us did. But even that freedom had ended, since everyone expected her to say yes to marrying Terenzio De Vitto. Maybe that was the reason behind her sadness.

At Tim Corporation, Paris 9:15 a.m. Rosaline’s P.O.V. I was stacking all the files neatly making sure there should not be any flaws. I was too excited for the meeting of our company with Romano Corporation. I am a huge fan of Antonio Romano. He has always been my role model. I love sports cars and the Romano Co. were the top manufacturers of cars like Porsche 911 and Porsche 718 Boxter. At such a young age, Antonio Romano has established his empire so well and productively​.

He looks at me with sweetest smile and comes towards me. "Happy Birthday to my lovely and beautiful wife." Rudra says as he gives me the rose and kiss on my lips. I look down shyly and say, "Thank you." "It has been one year but one thing is still the same. I get the blush I was waiting for you. I just wish everything remains just as it is right now. And may you blush like this every year on your birthdays with me." Rudra says as he takes me in his arms. "Aren't you getting too much romantic nowadays?" I ask as I bite my lip and caress the rose.