GiaAlessandro and I crashed in his room and didn’t come out even when Marino and the crew arrived. We needed time to ourselves. Maria, Stephie, and some of her crew were with them. We’d been notified by text and San told Marino we would be absent. No one disturbed us.“It’s sad,” I said aloud once we were settled. “I’m so sorry.”“Why are you sorry? The entire situation is fucked up, but their choices had nothing to do with us.”“They had everything to do with us,” she said stubbornly. “Maria’s father and mother had her at the same time I was born. Marino’s parents the same. It was all set up. It’s your father I feel the worst for. Has he ever loved a woman?”“He had affairs on my mom and I discovered it early on. I hated him for it, and then she died. I didn’t understand and I considered him weak when he didn’t go after your father.”She hugged me tighter.“Are you going to tell Marino?” she finally asked.“No. It stays with us. The secrecy behind it all is something we can’t fuck w
AlessandroThere were bumps in the road. With Laterza backing down and his crew stepping up behind me, there were no further challenges. Kicking Matteo’s ass so decisively helped too. I’d cemented my reputation and proven how dangerous I truly was.We still had schoolwork and other drama happening around the academy.Stephie and her crew joined ours along with Maria who made it official when she started dating Andre.Mr. Caleb’s class became interesting. For a quiet man, even I admitted he was badass. As the year passed quickly, I began dreading graduation and what would happen between me and Gia. We were young and in love. We were not ready for marriage. Gia came up with the plan and with Marino and Maria’s help, we put it into action. Stephie and Andre were included if their parents came on board.The seniors had an assembly two hours before graduation and were told to come to the gym with our laptops fully charged. It was strange but many things over the four years were, and we wen
GiaIt was a strange new world.I had the most amazing sense of freedom. My mother gave me more.“Your father’s blood runs through your veins but never forget mine does too. You have choices to make you can only do as a woman. I stayed with your father through the worst times. I loved him during the best. That doesn’t matter in your life and what does matter is that you know I’m my own woman. Your father paid dearly when Alessandro’s mother died. He’s never forgiven himself. He’s a good man and I knew that when he married me because of his honesty.”It was a side I’d never seen from either of my parents. Compassion was frowned upon in our lives but now I knew it had always been there.My bond with my mother and father was stronger than it had ever been. I was proud to be a Rossi.Alessandro left with his parents, and I texted Maria that the coast was clear.There were many things I couldn’t share with her but she didn’t ask because she knew. I looked around our dorm that we’d finally
Bacha ma culo – kiss my ass Bastardo - bastard Cagacazzo – lame ass dumb Capeesh – understood Cazzo – dick, like Americans use the word fuck Che palle – what balls Maria’s favorite phrase Che te pozzino ammazza – you shall be butchered Chi non va non vede, chi non vede non sa e chi non sa se lo prende sempre in culo - if you don’t go you won’t see, if you don’t see you won’t know, if you don’t know you’ll take it in the ass every time Cretino – idiot Cuando l’amico chiede, non v’è domani - when a friend asks, there is no tomorrow Cuore Mio – my heart Dio cane – goddammit Dio santo – oh my God Il mio tesoro – my treasure Ma' Don - surprise Manache – oh hell Mannaggia tua – shit damn Mia figlia – my daughter Mi amica – my sister Mi raccomando – listen to me Mi stai uccidendo – you are killing me Piccola – little one Porca troia – fucking hell Puttana – whore Vita mia – My life
Dante It was finally the great promised land called senior year. I never thought I would live this long. Sophomore year was a free-for-all with too many entities trying to establish themselves. Last year had a challenge every month with little time for the bruises to heal. I didn’t mind the pain but grew tired of the dumb shits who thought they could take what was mine. Some people didn’t like my management style and needed to test my abilities. I guarantee they didn’t like the outcome. Some tangled with my entire crew. It didn’t end well for them either. This year would be worse. I intertwined my fingers, popped my knuckles, and scanned the rotunda. The senior welcome party was in full swing and it was the last place I wanted to be. Two girls stopped in front of me. Their clothes showed enough tit to keep half the guys in this room happy. Maybe they were nice-looking but the face paint didn’t do it for me. Add their combined perfume and you had exactly what I wasn’t interested in
DanteA high school diploma would never hang from a wall of any office I occupied. It was a fucking piece of paper. My father had finally given me the Laterza stare and I knew I’d lost the battle and here the fuck I was in the last place I wanted to be.I couldn’t even interest my dick in a recep or princess.The receps were the girls without the powerful last names. They lived in our world and had a place in the families if they wanted it. Many would stay through loyalty because it’s what their families had always done. The receps, short for receptacles and I have no fucking idea who came up with that term, were also here for our dicks. Willingly, of course, and most were more than willing. The holier-than-thou princesses were another story. They were off-limits. Too bad they liked dick as much as the receps. If a princess left Rochester with her V-card intact, she most likely spent four years on her knees in the campus church. More power to her.I was sick of it all.I did not want
ChaneyI tore the shirt off and tossed it on the floor on my way to the bathroom. I was told to keep my head low and to not make waves. That hadn’t lasted twenty-four hours and I was pissed off. The small cut burned and I grabbed some tissue and wet it with cool water from the sink.The shock more than the cut itself made me cry out when the bitch cut me. It was little more than a scratch. Dumb, dumb, dumb. The safest place in the world for me and I was stabbed. Yes, slight exaggeration, but it was only day one.A knock sounded on my door.Did he follow me? The last thing I needed was anyone taking interest in me and now I had a group of bullies and a guy too hot for his own damn good giving me grief. I grabbed a t-shirt and pulled it over my head, not bothering to put a bandage on the cut.“Miss Smith?”I recognized the voice and felt relief. Anger quickly overshadowed it and I threw open the door.Mr. Xavier, in his meticulous dark suit and cold eyes, stepped inside. I verbally atta
DanteCrazy girl stayed on my mind and even weed didn’t get her face or tits out of it. Her hazel eyes intrigued me and I still didn’t know who the fuck she was.“Who’d you hook up with last night?” Caine asked as he walked into our living room scratching his balls in nothing but boxers.His hair was a mess and he smelled like ass. We were the same height and coloring and could be brothers. That was not unusual at Rochester where dark Italian looks were the common denominator on campus.Caine went to the kitchen and grabbed milk from the fridge, chugging it down. The boxers hung low enough to fall off and his ass crack showed.“No one wants to see your hairy ass, especially me,” I called out because he didn’t use a fucking glass and he knew it pissed me off.I was also not answering his question but it should slide past.“Asshole,” he muttered from the kitchen.Caine didn’t come across as the brainiac he was because he enjoyed the illusion of people thinking him normal. If brains didn
This is a bonus chapter for the Mafia Academy and I promise you want to read it. While I have you, I need to thank you for reading about these three amazing couples. If you continued this far, I'm sure they are as special to you as they are to me. For Mr. Xavier's complete story and how he found himself at Rochester, you’ll want to read Hotter Than Hell available on GoodNovel. Xavier is the head of the desert crime syndicate when Madison enters his world. One day, I plan to write about his children. *** Twelve years later Mr. Xavier The room, located at the top of the high-rise building far from Rochester, simply had the initials R.A. etched in glass on the double doors. There was an outer office and an inner conference room with a large antique table that filled the oversized space. I looked around the empty room, walked to the head of the table, and pulled out a chair. Men and women entered, nodded, and took their seats. Mr. Caleb and Miss Bianchi were the last to walk in. Mr. C
GabrielHer body had changed and I couldn’t believe I hadn’t noticed. Her ass was definitely bigger but sometimes I was smart and knew when to keep my mouth shut. I, however, loved her ass.We decided to keep the baby news to ourselves for Isabella’s sake too. It was for nothing. School gossip ran rampant the next day because Isabella had already left. I sent her a text with Rosa beside me to make sure she was okay.“I just touched down in Italy. I’m good. I know you and Rosa are together. Congratulations.”My asshole behavior with Isabella was at an end.“Be happy.”“I will.”“Maybe someday you will be friends,” Rosa said.“Maybe someday we won’t. There is too much water under that bridge.”“She did a good thing.”“She did. I would have married you anyway so she isn’t entirely off the hook.”“Are you going to tell your father he lost the bet?”“Hell no. I’m not letting Isabella’s father win.”She laughed and I hugged her to me, unable to get enough. I couldn’t keep my hands off the b
RosaIt was the truth. I would always be the sidepiece. I could also say with all honesty that I was glad I went for it. Gabriel was mine for a short time and I would never forget it.“He does love you enough. You won’t give him the chance to prove it.”“If I told him and he married Isabella—which is what will happen—it will kill me. It’s better like this.”She simply made a sound in her throat that let me know I was full of shit.“Come on,” she said and placed her arm back around my shoulders. “Let’s get the little mommy to her bed so she can sleep.” “I hate you.”“I’m going to be the worst aunt imaginable. If your son or daughter isn’t a hellraiser right out of the gate, I’ll do the training.”“I love you, mi amica,” I told her.“I know.”****I made it to the last week of school. I’d passed my finals easily. This was the fun time for seniors. I wasn’t drinking but there was a party every night and the alcohol flowed. It was Sunday and I had everything ready for the next morning. T
GabrielI made it through the week with busted knuckles from putting my fist through a wall. Everything else was sore from working out at the gym for hours on end. The crew returned Friday. I hadn’t heard from Rosa. I didn’t stop texting.“It doesn’t make sense,” Brando said.It didn’t. I’d heard nothing from Rosa or her sister. I wasn’t sure when they were returning. If they didn’t come back, and that worried me most, I would go after her. This was bullshit.I was in my room Saturday evening when there was a soft knock on my door. I threw it open and Rosa stood there. I knew from the look on her face, I wouldn’t like what she had to say. I spoke first.“Do not fucking do this. We have more time.”She looked down and my heart fell to my stomach.“We can’t, Gabriel; you’re marrying Isabella. It’s not fair to her or to you.”“No.”“Gabriel, you don’t have a choice. This is too hard for me. I can’t take it anymore. I told you I wouldn’t be the other woman and I meant it. Don’t make this
Rosa“You won’t say that after the first week. It’s a nightmare and several families have been hit with ransomware. The sooner you take things over, the sooner I can get Dante off my back and work on the project he wants done.”My lips trembled when I smiled.“What are you going to do about school? You have your credits and I’m sure they will work with you and give you a diploma.”“I’m going back to Rochester and finishing my senior year. It’s the only way this will work.”“Explain,” he said through tight lips.“Gabriel can’t know about the baby. I haven’t completely thought this through yet, but I shouldn’t be showing too much by graduation and should be able to pull it off.”“You think Gabriel won’t know?” he asked and I knew from the uncomfortable look in his eyes, exactly what he was saying and I blushed.“I will break up with him as soon as I return to school. It was coming anyway.” I wiped more tears away. “I’d decided I wasn’t staying with him after graduation because it would
RosaI told my mother while Chaney and Donya left to buy a pregnancy test. My mom’s arms were exactly what I needed.“Shh, mia cara,” she whispered.“I love him. I want to have his babies. I want to spend the rest of my life with him,” I cried angrily. “This isn’t fair.”“Life is not fair, mia cara.”The pregnancy test was positive. And the next one and the next. I kept staring at the two lines.My sister’s expression was pure freak-out. Chaney’s slightly better. My mother was the calmest of all of us and I knew she had to be so disappointed. We hadn’t used protection on the rooftop that day. I’d never gone on the pill. I’d messed this entire thing up completely.I looked at my mother with tears running down my face. “He will do his duty to his family and marry Isabella. He can never know. If you’ll allow me to live here, I’ll raise the baby on my own.”My mother, who rarely swore, let out the most foul word I’d ever heard her use.“You are my daughter and my home will always be your
Gabriel My grades improved with Rosa’s help. How could they not? While my arm was still in a brace, she’d done all my homework. She asked me the answers but for the most part I sexually teased her while studying because that was more fun.We had a week of spring break coming up, and then everyone would concentrate on graduation. I wasn’t looking forward to any of it. Well, maybe the break. Rosa and her sister’s crew were joining mine in Cabo. We were spending the weekend with our families and then meeting at the resort.This was our last mad dash of senior life. I had no fucking idea what Isabella was doing over the break and I didn’t care. I simply wanted to spend time with Rosa.I wrapped my arm around her Friday before she left for her parents’ home.“I’ll see you Monday. I have a big surprise just for you.”She swatted my arm at my ridiculous devilish grin.I only had to get through the weekend with my parents, and then we would have the best week of our lives.****Rosa“Come on
RosaShe got it all out without a word from me. I stood in shock which was stupid. Isabella was a devious bitch. She’d been quiet for too long.“Fuck off,” I said and continued walking.My thoughts were everywhere. I didn’t think Gabriel slept with her but he had not told me about the house or property. If he’d kept that from me, had he lied about sleeping with her? I bypassed my sister’s building and went to the roof. I hadn’t been up here in a long time and it made me sad to see what it was like before I moved into Gabriel’s dorm. It was a pathetic life. I pulled back the tarp, sat down on my pillows, and cried.I’m unsure why Isabella’s declaration hit so hard. I always knew she would get Gabriel in the end. He wouldn’t lie to me or at least I didn’t think he would. But wasn’t that what the guys did? They lied to their wives and they lied to their mistresses. I would have the second role if I took it and I wouldn’t. Not because I wouldn’t do everything I could to be with Gabriel bu
RosaThe car pulled up to campus and my heart raced. Gabriel was waiting for me at his dorm.“Rosa, I would like a private word,” my brother said.My sister rolled her eyes, told him goodbye, and got out of the car with her bag. She walked away knowing I was in for another lecture.“Think hard on this,” Caine said. “I’m not stupid. I know you think you love him.”I held up my hand. “I don’t think anything of the sort. I love him.”“Fuck, Rosa. You’re smarter than this.”“I know what will happen. I know it will break my heart. I haven’t had a boyfriend the entire time I’ve been at Rochester because I only saw one boy and he was taken. For now, he’s mine and I will keep him for as long as I can.”“I love you, sis.”I heard the defeat in his voice.“I love you too and I’ll need a big shoulder to cry on much too soon. I’d like it to be yours.”“My shoulder will always be yours,” he said softly.I got out of the car and didn’t look back. Gabriel was waiting.His room was dark when I opened