The killer of her best friend wants her. What happens when the lines between hatred and desire begin to blur?
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𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢'𝐬 life takes a harrowing turn on her best friend's wedding day whe...
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"Buon Dio, Gaby, cosa diavolo sta pensando quel moccioso di figlio?" Dad shakes his head when Uncle Flaviano asks him. "Don't ask me about him anymore. I'm tired of his stunts already," he replies, dissatisfaction evident in his tone.
Emi looks up at me from where my brothers sit beside him with, an amused look plastered over his face, the lemon juice in his hand oddly mismatched with the alcohols placed on the table and in everyone else's hand.
Man.
I couldn't discern if I should be happy or laugh hysterically at the fact that my brother-in-law was not drinking any alcohol because Rosabelle said she didn't like its severe smell in his mouth due to her pregnancy hormones.
Despite my father's distrust toward him, over the years, the poor man realized that he had to accept Emiliano Nikolayev as his son-in-law someday, despite the trick he pulled on his only daughter.
But anyway, it wasn't my business to think about this right now.
"Brat, you can't get married before Romario and Ace." Uncle shoots a dirty glare my way, making me chuckle. Taking a last sip from my drink, I put my glass on the table before resting my palm on my chin. "And why is that, Flavio?" I ask, only to receive a hard slap on the back.
Ouch, that hurts.
Man, our old men got older but not weaker; this was turning to a point of concern right now as they remain as strong as they were in their youth. The worst-case scenario is we cannot even hit them back.
Enzo, who seemed to notice my pinch of discomfort, mouthed, "Weak."
What an asshole.
Minus one from my favorite brother list for Lorenzo de Luca.
"You're a young blood now, Rafe."
"My little sister is literally becoming a mother in a few months, Flavio. If anything, I'm getting old right now." Emi scowled at the remark about Rose; if anything, he didn't like his wife being called out every time for being young and married.
Sorry, brother. I had to get my way.
"Your sister got lucky her impulsive decision didn't bite her back," Dad scoffed, eyeing Emi warily before settling his gaze back on me. Then Uncle said, "Your Papa's right, Rafe. Taking a hasty decision got him nowhere; you can see that already. Men become blind when they see a pretty woman and mistake lust for love. Let me tell you it is the biggest mistake of their life; your Papa's the living proof of that."
"You don't need to bring out my past as an example, Flavio." Dad hissed, but Uncle gave no care to his words. "Shut up, Gaby. Don't become the reason your son's life gets ruined."
