ROSALINA'S POV(20 years old)Out of all the people I could have bumped into at this stupid party, it had to be Leonardo Salvadori."Long time no see, Russo." Leo drawled as he took a seat beside me, throwing me one of his flirtatious winks.I gave him a side-eye of disinterest. "Do I know you?"He found my dry question amusing and let out a chuckle."Sorry. I forgot to introduce myself." He reached out his hand for a handshake. "I'm Leonardo."I tilted my head and lifted a brow, pretending like I didn't know the fuck was talking about. "Leonardo who? DiCaprio?""And here I thought you didn't know who I was." He clicked his tongue and then scanned my short hair. "New hairdo?"I shrugged a shoulder. "No, I just woke up like this today morning."Leo nodded, matching my sarcasm like a pro. "Oh yeah, because everyone wakes up with perfectly styled hair and flawless makeup.""Leave me alone," I grumbled, as I turned away from him to get back into the conversation I was having with Paul, the
LEONARDO'S POVAs soon as our lips intertwined, her flavor burst into my mouth like a fiery elixir. It was as if I had stumbled upon a treasure trove of intoxicating nectar that I couldn't get enough of. Our tongues engaged in a fierce waltz, battling for dominance with each other.I turned deaf to the world around me as she consumed me like the wildfire she was. If not for all these people, I'd have ripped our clothes off and claimed her right here on this dance floor.Soft rings of fire around her pupils caught my attention as we broke away from the kiss, leaving a glistening silver string of saliva on the tip of our tongues. Nothing could compare to the beauty of her eyes at that moment. I felt like I had finally tamed this beast.In an instant, an intense jolt of agony shot through my nostrils, accompanied by the sickening sound of bones cracking and the metallic tang of blood. The impact threw me off balance, causing me to hit the ground hard.My eyes snapped up to the man and it
ROSALINA(Presently 23 years old)After applying the last coat of mascara over my long brown lashes, I checked myself in the mirror to make sure everything was perfect. I had an ick for imperfections when it came to my appearance. I slightly adjusted my black miniskirt to reveal my midsection, which was accentuated by a pink, off-shoulder crop top. I ran a brush through my hair again, as I noticed it was slightly disheveled.I grabbed my bag and headed toward the front door. However, I paused midway when I saw my grumpy old man reading the newspaper on the living room sofa.Shit.I tried to be as silent as a cat walking on a carpet, but he spotted me from his gold-rimmed glasses that occasionally slid down from his long nose. His scowl was sharp enough to cut through steel and made it clear that he didn't appreciate my outfit.Ignoring his disapproving scowl, I made my way to the front door, but his firm command stopped me. "Stop right there, young lady!"I turned around with a smile.
ROSALINA'S POVJust as the professor was about to finish his lecture, the door burst open, and in walked Leonardo Salvadori, his backpack slung over his shoulder. "Sorry, I had trouble finding the classroom." He said, looking like he had just run a marathon in a sauna."That's okay, Leonardo. Glad you could make it. You can catch up on what you missed after class." Professor said with a tight smile.Leonardo's shirt could have been mistaken for a botanical garden on steroids. The vibrant colors and dizzying array of flowers made it seem like he had just plucked it from the most colorful corner of the Amazon rainforest and a white wife beater underneath paired with skinny ripped jeans that hugged his legs like a boa constrictor. His white sneakers completed the look, giving him the appearance of a peacock strutting his stuff for attention.It was the rule of thumb in the animal kingdom. If it's colorful, you stay the fuck away from them.I pretended to be studying my notebook like it w
ROSALINA'S POVI stood in front of the mirror, watching my reflection as I stretched my limbs in preparation for today's practice. Madam Marisha had high expectations of me, especially since I'd been chosen to perform the lead role in our next production of Giselle. Madam Marisha walked into the room, her piercing blue eyes scanning my every move."Rosalina, it's time to begin. Let's start with pliés." I followed her lead, bending and stretching my legs in time with the music.The room felt alive with the sound of our movements, and I felt exhilarated by the challenge. As we moved on to more complex steps, I felt myself growing more and more confident in my abilities. Madam Marisha was tough, but she was also an incredible teacher. Under her guidance, I knew I could achieve anything. Near the end of the session, we practiced a particularly difficult sequence of leaps and twirls. As I landed the final move flawlessly, Madam Marisha let out a small gasp."No, no, no..." She waved her pa
ROSALINA'S POVThe relentless rehearsals had left my body sore and fatigued, causing me to lean on Sebas for support when he retrieved me from the dance studio at 8 PM. The only thing I craved was a well-deserved sleep or even a nice dinner.I chucked my pink satchel onto the couch without even giving my Nonno a nod, as he sat there in his classic undershirt with a marinara splotch watching the news on the TV. Let's just say he didn't exactly exude mob boss vibes in this outfit. Despite being a full-blooded Italian, he didn't bust out the Italiano like other old-timers in the neighborhood.My Nonno only busted out his Italian when he was having a tête-à-tête with Nonna. To be frank, my Italian sounded like a malfunctioning toaster. But, I was a virtuoso at firing off Italian curses thanks to Nonno's prolific use of them. He even let loose on my uncles like a sailor on shore leave.Ignoring his scowl at my obvious disrespect, I headed straight to the kitchen where my Bella was stirring
ROSALINA'S POV"Happy birthday, Rose!"Grinning, I walked towards Selena at the bar of the boisterous nightclub and gave her a big hug. It was April 5th. My birthday and I couldn't believe how fast time had flown by. I blew the candle on top of a small chocolate cupcake with pink frosting and colorful sprinkles on top. I turned twenty-three this day, but I didn't feel any different. I was still the same old me. The loud, outspoken, and opinionated girl. I was a living example that maturity didn't always come with age."I have a gift for you!"Excitement bubbled inside me as Selena pulled out a gift-wrapped box from her bag."Thank you so much, Selena!" I said, eagerly taking the box from her. With shaky hands, I carefully unwrapped the box, revealing a pair of beautiful golden earrings. They were small and delicate with a shimmer to them that made them glint in the dim lighting of the club."These earrings are absolutely stunning!" I exclaimed, holding one up to my ear. My fondness fo
ROSALINA'S POVSebas's car was a silent torture chamber, and I felt like I was serving a life sentence with no possibility of parole for my musical crimes. "Can I play some music? I'll pay extra if you want since it's my birthday.""Your Nonno pays me enough," He said, unamused. "But go ahead and play it if you want."Filled with anticipation, I retrieved my phone and linked it to the car's audio setup. I quickly selected my favorite playlist and hit the play button.I played Barbie Girl by Aqua. My forever favorite. The upbeat pop song filled the car, and I couldn't help but bop my head to the rhythm."I'm a Barbie girl in a Barbie world...""Imagination, that is your creation..."I sang, grooving with the music like no one was watching.However, after just a few seconds, Sebas's hand shot out and turned off the music. "Are you trying to kill me?" Sebas exclaimed, his eyes glued to the road ahead."What? It's just music," I protested."That's not music, that's demonic," he countered.