A Mafia Principessa?

A Mafia Principessa?

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Rosetta never knew her biological dad, her mom had divorced him before she found out that she was pregnant with her. But there was no turning back, and Samantha Stone set her sights to Manning, Texas where she had her daughter. They lived happily until Craig Booker entered their lives, convincing Sam that she loved him and he loved her too. Their relationship was fast-paced, and they were quickly married. Fast forward 10 years, Rosetta is an orphan and finds out that her biological father is very much alive and wants her, and that she has eight older brothers? _________________ "Hello, I am Angelo Caputo, your father. These are your older brothers Antonio, Nikolas, Rikardo, Marcello, Leonardo, Benedetto, Tavian, and Carmine. You will meet your grandfather, aunt, uncle, and cousins another day. For now, allow me to show you around then you can settle into your room." My dad, Angelo, says with little to no emotions showing on his face but his eyes held the waves of emotions that he was feeling. I could tell that my existence was a shock to him, but he wasn't displeased with it. "It is nice to meet you all," I say with a small smile. "My name is Rosetta Stone." "Actually little sister." A deep voice says, and I believe it was Nikolas talking to me. "Your last name is Caputo, Rosetta Caputo." I was silent for a moment before nodding. "I believe you are correct, sorry. It's just... This is a bit of a shock, finding out that my father is actually out there and that I have eight older brothers." "That is okay sorellina, it is hard to believe that you've been out there all this time but now you are here. Where you belong, with your famiglia. With us." Antonio says with a small smile on his face.
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She hated them. They loved her with everything in them. The universe truly has a sick way of telling you it's there, doesn't it? From being kidnapped to being abused, that was all Arabella saw in life. It was all she ever knew. They tell you to keep fighting but sometimes you realize... you were just a child. Now she's built herself up using her pain as the next step to her strength. She's learnt how to strive forward even as her past haunts her mind crawling up her back every passing second. That is until the first 7 people who only ever brought her pain find their way back into her life. She has no way to let go of her past when they come right back to her. The world showed her no mercy in it's ways so why should she. ~~~ I let out a small sigh wanting more of this. I wanted to be held like this whenever I felt broken. Feel the way he puts me back together in his arms. It ate at my heart and I could have sworn I felt a feathery kiss on my head. It was as if he could hear my thoughts and was kissing them away for me. Slowly he lets one hand go, the other staying around me as he brings my chin up to him gently wiping my last tears as more fill my eyes. He sees this and his eyes look... crumbled. If you feel this way then why can't you choose me, Dominic. I shake my head from his hands wishing to step back but he pulls me back to him a pain filled groan leaving him. "Just one more minute. Please." His body shook and I brought him closer, feeling our pain become one. Our hurricanes of minds pull away even for the smallest time letting us stand together as one in each other's embrace. He was it for me. But I wasn't his.

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