“Luciano?” I called when he was about to step out. “Ci vediamo.” He smiled. “Presto,” he said softly and walked out. As the door closed, I wanted to melt to the floor, and cry because the Rosaline Guerra standing in the room right now was a fucking disaster. The thought of the images going out sca
ROSALINE I stood from the table and walked toward the window beside the fireplace. Bella knew. That was a disaster. Just when I had thought things would get better, everything was ruined. She would tell Adonis. Adonis would tell my brother and eventually, the news would go to Fabiola, who would ha
I had continued to see Luciano over the weeks because I simply did not care anymore. It was as if the Rosaline Guerra who existed two months ago was gone, had disappeared completely. With Luciano and out of the borders of Cosa Nostra, I was free. Free to be me. His marriage was in two months though
LUCIANO Rose would spend an entire week with me, and I had to make it worth it. We had less time with my marriage date dawning and the worst part of it was that no part of me wanted to let her go. I had been trying to avoid the clenching feeling in my chest, whatever it was, that wanted to keep Ros
Looking back at Ma, I explained, “I’m here to take a break. Forgive me if it was such a crime, but even capos deserve a break or two from all the shit they deal with.” “Why did you lie about it?” she asked. “And tell you I was bringing a woman here, just for you to give me a three-hour lecture?” I
ROSALINE Luciano walked ahead of us with his mother, who kept a hand wrapped around his arms to keep him close. This effort to keep him with her only solidified the point. She wanted to keep Luciano away from me. I focused on my steps as we walked through the streets with lights everywhere. Stalls
“When they’re fed with these beliefs, it’s our duty to cut them some slack. We must tell them it’s okay to be who they are. That is all they need. It’s a need, not an expectation,” I ended with a sigh. “I was so tired of him telling me what to do and whatnot that I lost it,” Lys reasoned. “I know.
LUCIANO I watched as Rose disappeared into the crowd and then ran a hand through my hair. This was bad. What I had done was fucking bad. My nerves had gone on fire when she had called me a coward. She should have known better than to do it. I whipped around, only to come across Lys standing with h