Rosalina Luigi Novels & Stories

Rhea begged In front of someone " Do you both deserve forgiveness? Why should I forgive you both? My princess is innocent but I'm not. You both hurt her this much that she tried to kill herself though she understood now it was a mistake but still. Rhea is the culprit but you're a bigger culprit than her sahil. You knew my princess from so long yet you insulted her like that. "Zarun spat In anger " please sir we are sorry please! Don't ruin our life. Please sir, "sahil begged

… The following morning, the sunlight shone warmly as I sat in the manor garden, stirring my tea idly. Right then, Irina showed up and sauntered around in front of me deliberately, like a victor savoring her triumph. "Luigi spent the whole night with me," she said with a bright laugh. Her fingers trailed across her collarbone, where a love bite was visible. "He said he wanted to make it up to me because he felt guilty." Irina placed her hand gently on her flat tummy, then gave me a provocative look. "Donna Conti, perhaps the true heir awaited by the Conti family is already on his way."

I once thought I'd marry him, I loved him, I still do, but I am not in love with him, and he is forever bound to Belle Valentino. I am sitting upright on my bed, staring at his name as it flashes through my screen, repeatedly. Relectantly, I pick it up. "Baby." He says, and I grin, immediately switching it to face time. "Marcello." I laugh. Damain Marcello Mikealson is a very handsome italian man, perfect but weighed by past love and trauma. One of the things we all share is Trauma. "Clementine," He grins childishly. "How is London?"

“I know him very well. He won't stand for what we did. We both betrayed him Rose.” “You know very well I wasn't in my senses Stephano and you still went ahead to sleep with me.” Rose got away to glare at him. “I know you've always wanted this. To have my body and do as you please and last night was the perfect opportunity for you.” Rose folded her hands. “So tell me Stephano De Luan. Were you fully satisfied last night? Because I hope it was worth your every conscience.” Rose only shooked her head again trying not to completely break down than she already was. She was already too weak to continue fighting with him. The deed had been done and she knew there was no returning back to last night

And Flavio would never kill Giovanni, Riccardo was there to stop him. "We are not your slaves, we are an independent mafia family, you wouldn't decide anything for us. We can make our own decisions," Rosalina hissed who was sitting silently the whole time. She was burning in rage that He didn't even glance at her. She was far more beautiful than his wife and Cara who He glanced at twice at this table. She wanted to have him just once before she married Killian. He had insulted her and now she didn't want anything more than to ruin his married life with that waitress before settling forever with Killian and mocking Aaron for his ruined marriage.

I exclaimed as an unfamiliar feeling of hurt and jealousy gnawed and pulled at my chest. Marco nodded, confirming what he just said. “Liam is to marry Rosalinda as part of the agreement.” “Liam?” I repeated, recalling the experience I had at the store earlier today. Rosalinda called the figlio di puttana who dared to press his gun to my stomach, Liam, and I knew that it couldn’t be a coincidence that he knew my name. So he was Diego Romano’s son. That explained his balls!

He bowed his head and smiled at Rosalind and Kathy. “Nice to meet you, madam. I’m Luca Russo. Please call me Luca.” Rosalind smiled and nodded. “Nice to meet you too, Luca. I’m Rosalind Miller. You can call me Rosalind.” Luca shook his head. “I can’t do that because you are my boss’s fiancee.” “I’m not his fiancee yet,” Rosalind protested. “You will be soon.” Luca grinned until his eyes shaped a crescent. “I know my boss well enough, Miss Miller.”

she replied, this time with fear in her voice. “Rosalia You are behind on everything, huh?” Monica interrupted as she entered. “No, calm down, I'll make sure to get rid of any boy she's trying to get involved with. There's no way I'm allowing anyone other than Enrico to have her," Rosalia responded. "Then how the hell do you not know that your niece is now married to Luis Deluca?" I asked. “Wait.. what?” she replied as her face widened and shock took over.

Rosaline was his wife and Luna to the pack but he had boundaries and he didn't want them crossed. “No. Don’t call my name! After the embarrassment you brought to me. You don’t have the right to call me.” Rosaline’s voice seemed to have gotten louder. Alpha Eli glanced around briefly, he knew some of his subjects guarding his door would be able to hear them. He and Rosaline rarely had a reason to fight because they kept out of each other's way for as long as necessary. For Rosaline to be in his office screaming, she must be really mad at him.

By the time Vincenzo and I returned from the opera, it was late at night, so we checked into the nearest hotel. But the moment we stepped into our suite, Giovanni's and Lisa's voices drifted in from the room next door. What a small world. "Why are you still keeping that necklace?" Lisa cooed. "Doesn't it make you feel sick just looking at it?" Giovanni's tone was icy. "I just want her to remember how wet she was under me. That old Vincenzo is sheltered by family wealth and has barely ever seen blood. He can never satisfy her. She just wanted so-called worthy support to piss me off."