Rosaria X Barbara Novels & Stories

Together, we join the others at the bar. Camilla, a blonde haired beauty is trying to catch the busy bartender’s attention but she’s ignored. She huffs and turns to Rosalia. “Work your charm on her.” She commands. It’s unspoken that Rosalia is the bombshell amongst us. She isn’t only beautiful but she’s charming and in a matter of minutes, the bartender is laughing at her jokes and pouring all of us drinks. Sometimes, I’ve wondered how it would be like to be her, able to cast a spell on a man with the crook of her finger.

Rosa asked, a hint of suspicion in her voice. "I could ask you the same thing," I retorted. "You seem to enjoy giving me orders." I rolled my eyeballs against her. "I'm just following orders from Don Sullivan---" She began but her words trailed off when our eyes met. "Don...?" I stuttered confusedly at what I just heard. "No, I mean---" "Your Nero d'Avola with chips and crackers is here." The barman interrupted placing a tray on the table. "We better eat now before Master Sullivan gets back." Rosa said taking a glass of Nero d'Avola and she took a sip from it while I tried to clear away the 'Don's word I heard her say a minute ago.

I open up my email. ________________________ From: Vanessa Maddison Subject: Rosalia Date: August 23, 2021, 12:18 To: Luca Venturi Dear Luca, I'm writing to you to ask that you please extend the courtesy of giving me the correct information and safety procedures for going about meeting Rosalia. I do not care about the danger I may bring upon myself, I have lived many years not knowing that she existed, and I cannot continue to live many more without getting the opportunity to meet her.

Roseanne West After eating real quick, we walked back towards the building. We walked inside and guest what? Bryan bumped into us at the front door. "Hi, you must be Rosie's boyfriend." Bryan started the conversation. "Yes, I am. You are?" Ares answered in a cold tone but still manage to be polite. "I'm Bryan Rodes, the producer here and Rosie's uhmm we knew each other." Bryan said nervously. "Everyone, let's continue!" Sarah called us in.

Our cab had already arrived, so we got in and headed straight for Reno’s Boutique — one of the biggest in New York. I’d only heard about the place from Marielle, but stepping inside was something else entirely. The glass walls gleamed, the scent of expensive perfume filled the air, and designer dresses shimmered under the warm lights. I ran my fingers across one of them, smiling a little for the first time in days. Tessa and I started browsing through the racks. When we reached the trousers section, I picked a few to try on — and that was when I saw her. Marielle. She was clinging to Adrian’s arm like her life depended on it, laughing too loudly, too sweetly. The moment her eyes met mine, he

He arrived at the villa and the servants give him respect as he walks from outside. "Does Raina arrive?" he asked Rosie "Who master?" Rosie answered lowering her head as a sign of respect. For your info, Rosie got no idea that her boss and Raina are already married. "The girl I was with yesterday, is she home?" Xavier said. "Oh! She's not here yet master... I thought she already go home, that bitch!" Rosie replied without hesitation. Xavier on the other hand just looks at the maid in front of him. This woman had no idea how she talks so rude and disrespectfully to his wife but he chose to be silent for now. He wants to see how her little wife deals with her. This marriage is beginning to be

Barbara and Bethany stopped and looked back at him. "What? Wanna intercede for your darling daughter?" Barbara asked with a cold face. Antonio coughed awkwardly when he heard it. She was right. He was about to intercede for Joanna. "Bethany and Joanna are friends anyways, Barbara. It's unnecessary to have a feud like this. How about.." "Shut up!" Barbara released Bethany's arms stretched her palm to stop Antonio from talking, and sneered, "friends ? What do you mean friends? Roseanne is my only Benny’s friend . She is never a friend to Joanna."

Birds sang in the flowering jacaranda trees, and laughter echoed from the back courtyard. Inside a minimalist study lined with medicinal herbs and ancient texts, Arla-Rosa, now known simply as Doctor Rosa, sat with a steaming cup of herbal tea. Her robe was unbuttoned at the throat, revealing faint scars along her collarbone, a quiet testimony of her past. She gazed out the window, twin shadows darting across the lawn as her sons chased each other with wooden swords. Her heart ached with tenderness and longing.

she coughs awkwardly. Refusing to meet my eyes, she points at the kitchen entrance. "Let me show you around the house before your things arrive, then we'll go to the Northern Sin as Lorenzo asked." I nod, still noting the disdain and growing anger in her tone but not bothering to care. I already make it known to her that I'm not a pushover. It's up to her now to decide how to act around me. "What is the Northern Sin?" I inquire with genuine curiosity. "A club that belongs solely to The Black Rose," Fiore replies as she straightens her clothes, her slightly shaky expression reverting back to her graceful and controlled one.

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You