Novel & Cerita Luigi Rosalina

Drinks everywhere with music playing and dancing. With a snap of his fingers we had drinks and women in our laps. I began to make small talk before I’d gather my information. I was trying not to notice the beautiful blonde grinding in my lap. Lucifer had a fiery red head putting her ass in his face. He looked a bit annoyed. We were taking shots and he was lighting his cigarette when his eyes blackened with a look of shock and extreme anger on his face. I traced his eyes and my jaw dropped. There was the most beautiful woman in the room. Completely naked giving some lucky asshole the dance of a lifetime. Every man in the room couldn’t keep their eyes off of her. Rosemary.

Rose ''Are you sure?'' Elis asks. I turn to look at him, seeing that we're actually eyeing Elia from afar. He has a smirk on his face while an unknown woman is currently sitting beside him—her dress splits nicely, showing off her long legs as she soothingly rub onto Elia's back. My heart aches at the way she touches him because that should be me instead of her. ''No,'' I mutter under my breath. ''I know I rarely say this but Rose, go and get your man back. Show him who's boss.'' He says, gripping onto my shoulders and making me smile immediately before I push the door open, entering the restaurant—an exclusive restaurant with hanging chandeliers and dim lights on the walls.

she taunts. “Please. Please help me. Please help me! He’s going to kill me!” Luca begs Rosalie. Rosalie looks over at Luca before tilting her head and looking at Roman. “What did your little friend do?” she asks. Roman shakes his head. “He stole from me. Wait for me upstairs. I’ll be up in a second. This won’t take much longer...” Roman promises. Rosalie nods and gives him a kiss on the cheek, before she gets up and walks over to the door. She pauses and looks at Roman. “You owe me Roman... If you’re not back in a minute...” she says before she walks out the door.

Mama", and with those chubby cheeks of his, he's utterly adorable when he speaks! What are we going to do if Ms. Rosanna were to find out that he's gone missing?" Luciano's heart clenched. No, that couldn't happen! Rosanna would definitely break down if she knew that Mario was gone! At that moment, a housekeeper hurried over to report, "Mr. Carlotta, we've found out who took Mr. Mario! Look!" Impatience had Luciano practically snatching the photo from the housekeeper's hand. The instant he glanced at the photo, all the blood in his veins seemed to freeze. It was Rosanna. Rosanna was the one who took Mario away!

“Help me rise in Russia. Spread your name there too, but tied with mine. Together.” I allowed the faintest arch of my brow. “So you want my name as your VIP ticket. Why would Russia’s lords care for a ghost?” His expression darkened, grin breaking into steel. “How do you think I found you? Your name, both names, La Rosa Nera, Catalina Lucchese, has circled Russia for five years now. When you annihilated the Moretti’s main branch… you killed a Russian. The Executioner’s little brother. A coward, hiding from Russia, made into collateral damage by you.”

I said getting up from my bed. “Wait for me.” she said and we both ran towards Lucio's room. I knocked on the door and seconds later, Verda opened it. “Where’s Lucio?” I asked hastily. “What do you want from him?” she asked opening the door wider. “Tell me Verda, did Lucio kill his wife or not?” I asked looking at her with a glare. “What are you talking about? Lucio killed Rosalina.” She said looking around. “Look into my eyes and tell me Verda. Who killed Rosalina?” I was on verge of yelling.

she demanded, her tone wary. Rosa paid no heed to the questions, her resolve unwavering. "If you want Celine, I can lead you to her," she affirmed, her words laced with determination. ******** Luca's gaze lingered on the untouched glass of whiskey in front of him, a symbol of his troubled state of mind. He had been sitting at the bar, lost in his thoughts, for what felt like an eternity. Each heavy sigh that escaped his lips carried the weight of his inner turmoil. Just as despair threatened to consume him entirely, a gentle tap on his back broke through the haze. He turned to see Maria. In a swift moment, he drew her into his embrace and held her like she was his lifeline.

The only friends she had were the Chef and Giulia, though she tried not to get too close to them. De Luca. Why was her mom's necklace bearing a different surname from the the one Rosy bore? Rosy still puzzled over that and the only person with all the answers was avoiding her like a plague. Who exactly was De Luca? She pressed the button below the dresser, calling for Giulia.. “You called Mistress.” Giulia gave a slight curtsied, coming in through the door. “Come in. I need to speak to you about something.” Rosy told her and Giulia walked in gingerly.

“I will hold you on that promise man, it was nice to finally meet you, you didn’t disappoint,” Rose responded, gesturing at her face to show that she was referring to Luca’s look, he smiled and turned to her. “Talk to you soon,” He said and kissed her head before excusing himself. “Oh my God, is he out, is this a safe place?” Roseline asked and Nora nodded. She knew what was coming and just watched as Rose got out of her seat to do her dramatic stuff. Nora waited for her to be done. “That man is a god, fuck, he is hot, I know I told you Italian men were hot but he beats all the photos I have seen in movies and on the net, he is fucking good-looking,”

Several factions’ gazes paused briefly on me. “Who is that? I didn’t see her name on the list.” “The Moretti family’s newly risen Rose. I hear she’s ruthless.” “A woman? Don Rossi seems to know her. Their relationship doesn’t look ordinary.” Holding my wine glass, I looked calmly across at Lucca Rossi. “Lucca. It’s been a while.” His brows tightened slightly, a trace of emotion passing through his deep-set eyes.