[A.N. updates coming soon. I currently have no idea on how to take this story so idk when ill be giving you guys the next chapter. Ill try my best to give it this month]
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Rose Romano never had a family.
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Rose POV(When she was 2 yrs)
"Ahh" I screamed, trying to get away from my brothers. I have 4 of them and they were tickling me to death.
While I was running, I bumped into my father, "Oof, sorry dadda" I said, rubbing my nose.
He laughed and said, "It's ok figlia, time to sleep."
"Nooooo" I said. I hated sleep. I had thought that there were monsters under my bed. I tried to run away but my momma caught me and said, "Nice try but you gotta sleep." I huffed and pouted, knowing that I was caught.
Momma put me to sleep, tucked me in, kissed me goodnight and left the room.
A while later, I felt someone pick me up. I opened my eyes to see Lorenzo. He was one of my brothers. I thought he was taking me to his room to cuddle with me. My brothers love cuddling with me.
But then he pricked me with something. I wanted to cry because of the pain but I instantly lost consciousness.
Next, when I woke up, I was surrounded by unknown people. I backed away realising that they were not my family and dadda had told me to stay away from strangers and not talk to them.
Soon an old lady came up to me and picked me up. She was Cassidy, my first caretaker in the orphanage. She was like my mother. I soon warmed up to her.
Sadly Cassidy died when I was 10, from then Alyssa took care of me. They were my role models, my favourite people. I loved them.
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I snapped out of my thoughts when my PA, Jess brought me my coffee. I am 19 now. I left my foster home 10 months ago and I now own the second-largest company in the world. I am also a trillionaire. I own the Ritz Corporation.
I also changed my name from Rose Romano to Ritz Monroe since I entered the business field. This was because the first-largest company is called Romano & Co.
So I changed my name.
Snapping out of my thoughts, again, I drank my coffee and got ready for my next meeting with Armani & Co., regarding a hospital nearby.
I soon got into my car. It was a Lamborgini. My beauty. It was matte black with silver engravings and accents.
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I revved up the engine and drove out of my personal car garage. It was on the road where I was listening to STAY by The Kid Laroi, that a truck appeared out of nowhere and crashed into me. My Lambo flipped and the last thing I saw was my hands, covered in blood...
