Rosalina Luigi Novels & Stories

Did she just say that? Gosh! Who would have believed. That the one and only Rosalina Serrano, the soon to be bride of the leader of the Italian mafia group 'Felix Montego' would be here begging a mere guest house owner to give her a good fuck. He smirked and closed the distance between them, crawling onto the couch between her splayed thighs. He aligned his throbbing cock with the depth of her pulsating cunt before sliding his dick fully into her. She moaned. He started pumping Into her with his careful movement. He pulled out and slid back in, but she wanted more.more.

Now this triggered me again, he has no right when it comes to Rose, for the remaining slaves yes she has a right but for Rose, he has no right I knew that I couldn't let this go, not after all I have worked for and every effort I have made toward putting my plans together, not after all that. Rosaline was my mate. She remains the one I wasn't going to share with anyone and no one could come in between us, I would do anything to have her and keep her for myself alone. But I also knew that I needed to approach the situation carefully because the Gamma king is proving to be the one in control here, to avoid causing any unnecessary conflict.

“Just like the worthless woman your mother is, you have chosen to be equally worthless by letting your mate go.” “She's human.” “Rosalind isn't a human!”

He saw the confused look on her face and the evident tears in her eyes. "Hey, you're not dreaming." he said softly "I know it's hard to believe but the truth is I don't know what you did to me." He finally succumbed to the urge and lowered his head. He claimed her lips in a short kiss and Aurora believed that all of this was true and that it wasn't a lie. She wasn't dreaming nor was she hallucinating. Luca Genovese, her cold and ruthless husband just kissed her. He apologized and he wants this to work out. They stared into each other's eyes for a moment before she threw her arms around him. He hugged her back, her warmth coursing through his skin, eradicating every pain and torment he felt d

Alpha Ruppert Lynch walked in the room with his tag and everyone bowed except other Alphas, As he sat on his throne, Rose was hurt that she tried hard not to mess her make over, She's trying so hard to hold her tears it wasn't easy for her, as she watched two maids supported Hyacinth Alora who smiled viciously as she walked in majestically in consort convocation gown. She walked forth to the Luna Queen Rose, This Is a very critical moment, If the Luna Queen says she wasn't going to crown her, Then so be it. Rose thought of it, But she would leave a very bad reputation for herself, She would be insulted of being jealous that she couldn't even reward the lady after accomplishing what she could

“Isn’t that--” “Yeah. We’re not sure.” he was quick to respond to Oswald who noticed too. “Jin, get a better look closer. She hasn’t seen your face yet.” “Why me?” Jin complained before frowning, putting his hands in his hoodie pockets before casually walking around until he was close enough that he could see Rojean’s face clearly and check out Lucas’ appearance before going back to Theo and Oswald. Lucas and Rojean were getting chocolates and Theo couldn’t help but think for a moment how Sei liked her chocolates as well. It was Sei, he thought but he still wasn’t so sure. He had no direction here to follow.

‘Don’t tell me basic stuff like he is handsome, rich and all those nonsense idealized versions of him the public seems to have, I want the unusual, things that you feel are illegal to know about him. Aria pinched the bridge of her nose and swallowed hard. ‘One time,’ she began, staring into Luciana’s unwavering eyes. ‘There was news of Salvatore being engaged to a model, Chantelle Albergo was her name, and he seemed to love her very much at that time.

she grinned, clueless to the hurricane she’d just walked me into. She shimmied out of my sight before I could strangle her. Ugh. I should’ve known, though, she didn’t know what was really going on. That he was El Diablo, skinner of soldatos, coercer of brides, my fiancé. How was she even able to contact him? Thankfully, before I could spot him, another familiar face came along. “Absolutely ravishing as always, Rosalind.” Dominic held out a hand, his appreciative gaze sending a hot blush into my cheeks.

was all I could muster. "Why?" Rosaline repeated, her voice vibrating with venom. "Because they took everything from me—the one thing I loved more than life itself. They destroyed my life, my reputation, my happiness, all to serve their own selfish agendas. Him and his mistress. I've been maltreated and betrayed severally, countlessly! But no more. It's my turn to take what I deserve: their pain, their humiliation, their downfall." She paused, her face hardening into an expression of pure, vengeful rage. "And I will make them suffer for it."

"Put that down, Inés. You don’t know what you’re playing with." "Neither do you," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Alonso Delgado wouldn’t know about secret passages. Wouldn’t lie about who screamed. Wouldn’t come out of a wall with blood on his hands." He said nothing. She moved toward him, poker still raised. "Who are you?" Silence stretched between them. And then he smiled. But it wasn’t Alonso’s smile. It was colder. Crueler. More dangerous. "You’re clever, cara mia. I’ll give you that."