Novels by Rosey Murray

ARIANA’S POV~Mateo coming back has been a blessing, he left his life behind and he now lives with us on the island.But something kept bothering him, “Mateo what’s going on with you?” I asked handing him a cup of cocoa.Alessio came running in and he sat on his father’s knee, “papa ball” he requested.“Soon my boy” Mateo giggled excitedly,He finally told me everything, everything that weighed heavy in his heart, everything about his parent's death, to Becky’s revenge and what they were after.“He adopted me to find out if I had a key in my possession and I think it's the same key Fiona handed you the day of the shower” he concluded.“The key?”I hadn't thought about the key in so long, I'd kept it away, and it had bad memories attached to it.I got up and went in, it should be along my things.As I did I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, only it wasn't me.She grinned from ear to ear as she motioned for me to come closer, and I did.“Cayenne” I started.“We finally meet, did

MATEO'S POV~The last thing I remembered was a gunshot piercing me before I landed on the ground, I awoke on a bed, I blinked and I felt a wet towel going over my hot body.I tried to get up, “Mateo, stop you need to rest” she started, i opened my eyes.“Micola?” I called, she smiled and took my hand in hers, “yes it's me, you sustained a serious gun wound” she stated, I winced in pain, and I tried to find the source.“At this point, I might as well be studied” I joked as I sat up.I coughed and blood followed.“Your lungs were affected, the doctors said you would have to cough out the rest of the clumps when you wake up, are you okay?” she announced.I nodded, “I'll be fine” She helped me sit straight on the bed rest and put a glass of water in my hand.I gulped it down in one go and gave it back to her, “micola” I started, she dropped the cup and looked away.“I'm sorry about the way we ended things, I just… it's different now. With everything, with…”“I get it” she interrupted, “yo

ARIANA’S POV~Don Argento couldn't believe it, his son was before him, he ignored his wife and daughter, slowly he walked toward Silvio who welcomed him.“I'm afraid I can't do that, Silvio, but I should start by welcoming you back from the dead” I applauded his bravery, I didn't care if I was a one-man army right now.“That deal should never have happened,” he continued.“No deal Silvio, I'm not selling my wife to you, I hate to break it to you but there’s bad news my friend” Mateo stated.My mind was made up after last night, there was no hope that he would ever change.He is always going to remain a beast, and now Silvio is back, from the dead.My hunch was right after all, and from the look on my proud father’s face, I could tell he was in on this. “Mateo, im asking you nicely, I have you surrounded, you should not have touched what was mine, you knew it and you did it anyways” Silvio flared.Mateo laughed, “she was never yours and she never will” Mateo boasted.His haughtiness i

ARIANA’S POV~The night of the party finally arrived, micola had dropped her resignation that morning and an air of dread lingered around it.We never found Estella, somehow Emiliano had sneaked her out, along with my father’s written will.I shuddered under the weight, Scared to face the unknown.Im not going to let everything I've lived for go down the drain, because I was so distracted.I had to keep up the pretences with Ariana. The only ones who knew about it were the three of us.Three of u except Fiona... I have to find her before she tells someone else, I always knew she would turn on her in the end, she’s a woman after all.I wondered what happened, but that wasn't important right now.I headed upstairs, a box in my hand, to the room I once shared with Ariana, I opened the door and there she stood by the window.She rubbed her curved belly and I could her muttering to herself before she acknowledged her presence.A child I'd been looking forward to calling mine, my heir… all

MATEO’S POV~I saw micola on the way back to my office, I knew Julius had left earlier so I motioned for her to join me.As he closed the door to my office I pulled her to me and devoured her hungry lips with a kiss.She gasped for breath as she held on to me for balance, I let her go and started to take off my clothes.“I see Don Mateo is back” She grinned from ear to ear, her eyes looking sinister.“Take your clothes off” I growled, throwing my clothes into a corner, “oh now you want me?” she teased.“Take it off” I repeated, this time I walked towards her, then grabbed her, threw her against my desk and perked her ass up.I spanked her violently, just the way she liked it, then I dug my nails into her neck, I drew blood and she moaned in pleasure.“Yes this is the Mateo I've been craving” she moaned loudly.I ripped my belt off and soon my pants had dropped, I rammed my hard dick inside her, she was already wet from the violence that is her life.“Yes” she moaned as she sniffled in

ARIANA’S POV~“You shouldn't be here Enzo please leave” I pleaded, but he wouldn't leave, he walked up to me and soon his mouth was ravenously devouring mine.I pushed him off me and slapped him, “What the hell is wrong with you!” I exclaimed angrily.“Ariana, I can't stop thinking about you, never have, never will, and now you are carrying my baby, I just can't stay away from you cayenne..” he moaned kissing my hands.“Enzo you need to stop this, if Mateo finds out about this, he will kill us, he won't care if we once knew each other” my anxious voice gave me away as I shuddered from the thought of Mateo’s wrath. “we need to find a way to escape from here not this!” He groaned in frustration, “Mateo! Mateo! Mateo! Ariana, it's always about Mateo, what about us, what we had!” he exclaimed angrily.“It wasn't real, it was just a week! One week Enzo, it wasn't love!” I tried to make things clear to him but his incessant insisting that we were madly in love was starting to reach peak lu

PEARL’S POV~Devina finally left.And this time, no drama at least Not in a big way. No flipping hair in my face, No last dig on my personality.She just looked in both directions, hung her belly in the air and left.I guess that's the last I'll see of her, I take it means she’s not going to attend the pageant. Leaving the disposable phone like a corpse. I sat still. Listening. Reflecting. Making a plan. Camille had always been the one. Behind the glass at all times. behind the mask In the back of this twisted, decaying labyrinth. Used people conveniently like Nora, Langdon’s daughter.But wait, the story is getting me more and more confused.Think Pearl what are the facts,he made Nico who he is, meaning my bastard of a husband owes him fuck all, but what happened between them that has led them down the rabbit hole.First, he was black and now white?Who is Langdon Mosely What have I really found, everything always led to Camille and Nico.Who sent the bomb and why was Camille

PEARL’S POV~For a heart as loud as mine the city was too silent. I should have let it go and gone home. Devina said something that didn't sit well with me.Her anxiety had been too convenient, and her eyes had darted too quickly from Me Lorenzo.She claimed that Camille was "crazy," but Devina and her fiance feared being controlled more than anything. She was terrified of Camille My mind still wasn't at ease, if she's communicating with her, I also wanted to hear Camille's lies. So, I told Lorenzo and Adam that I needed air and slid into the closest taxi, guiding it to the small private airport, rather than returning to the apartment.According to Devina's itinerary, her flight was departing from New York to Paris tonight. A vacation. A clean break. Not at all. This late, the terminal was silent. A couple of pilots milled about, and an attendant who looked drowsy waved me through after thinking I was a Davis-Malone. I didn't try to correct her, I smiled and walked right in. If

PEARL’S POV~It was hard convincing August to go along with my plan seeing how worried he was about me.“This isn't right Pearl, you almost died in that station and now you are off again to find Camile, are you sure this is not about Nico?” he asked, stopping me just as I was about to grab the door knob.“Everything I've been through has been all about Nico, don't you get it?” I scoffed, “Everything!” I exclaimed.“But I can't leave Sophie to pay for his misgivings, she’s a harmless angel August, im not letting her die” I continued as the thoughts of Sophie entered my mind.“Fine but I'm coming with you Pearl and I mean it” I sighed and turned to him, I took his hand and pulled him close to me.“I need you back at the office August, everyone is counting on us to make this pageant a reality, this is my legacy im not letting Nico steal this from me, I'm respected enough to be included in the inner circles, I'm not letting that go for a bastard who took great pride in ruining my life”

Pearl’s POV~When I awoke, the harsh smell of hospital antiseptic and the soft buzz of machines greeted meThe ceiling was excessively white and it burned my eyes. I felt a wave of nausea wash through me and the urgent need to throw up stung my gut. My chest hurt the most, but my entire body felt as if I had been struck by a train. My hands were chilly and rigid beneath the blankets, and my fingernails were still dry from the blood. I was definitely in the hospital, the smell was too distinct to ignore.Once more I'm in the hospital because of Nico, my life keeps getting worse with each passing day. I kept thinking about Nico's blood, Camille's sneer, the station, oh my God the explosion. The monitor next to me beeped more quickly, and my breath caught the attention of the nurse outside the door. A nurse entered, the same one Nico fucked right in front of me, smiling politely. "Now that you're safe and awake, Miss Pearl, you need to relax, okay?”I felt a dull agony clamp acros

PEARL’S POV~Like fingers pulling secrets through the air, smoke coiled through the station's hallways.I took off running.The whole building had shaken from the blast, and now sirens were screaming everywhere. My mind was racing, and my ears were ringing."Nico!" As I ran down the west wing hallway, one palm to my ear, I shouted into the comms. "Do you see him, Lorenzo?, there’s so much smoke I can't see him!”I tried to look through the dust but all I could do was cough and my eyes were blinded from all the debris lingering in the air.Breathless, Lorenzo answered, "No! Not yet, but pearl all I can see is blood, Lots of it”I froze as I turned a corner, blood, does that mean?My body quivered in fear as I stepped into a pool of red thick blood.It soaked into the white tile in a pool, still warm. The wall was marred with smudged handprints that looked like someone trying to crawl. Iron, smoke, and something worse clung to the air.But, there was nobody, no Nico.I looked around

NICO’S POV~The interrogations were no easy feat, I'd been hammered by different officers wanting to know everything.How I started my empire and who my mentors were.How long have I been doing all of this?They wanted to know how long I've been Nicolas D’angelo, the feared don of the entire New York City.More painful than the handcuffs on my wrists was the chilly air inside this flimsy holding cell, now that the bribes have stopped they no longer respect me.Even though my blood was boiling, I continued to focus on the grey metal table below me with my head down and my hands folded. I sensed Pearl, Adam, and Lorenzo were observing, their comma open waiting to hear every secret spill. Especially pearl…I considered them All rats in what they believed to be a maze, a maze each one was determined to get out of. They can never know Camille, not the way I know her.The first night I met her, her adopted father was my mentor, and if I was visiting him for some wise words, back when ton