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

LEONARDO'S POVI squinted as the bright lights of the stadium flooded my vision. The roaring crowd was deafening as I stood there, helmet in hand. I glanced over at Tristan, who had his arm around my shoulder."Man, I can't believe you talked me into this," I muttered to him, shaking my head. "You damn well know that I'm a fighter, not a football player, Tris."Tristan laughed, clapping me on the back. "Relax, Leo. You've got this. Just think of it like a fight. Tear them down as you do in the cage."Oh, all I wanted was to win to prove my place. That was what I thrived for in life. To win. To conquer. I worried for them more than I worried for myself. They might break a bone or two because of me. I was used to fighting one-on-one, not in a group of eleven. The gazes of the opposite team were on me alone, fear lingering behind their eyes. I wasn't surprised – I towered over most of them, my muscular build and scars a testament to my years spent in the cage. Additionally, the gossip t

LEONARDO'S POVLucio used his credit card to arrange a straight line of white cocaine powder before snorting it deep into his nose. As the Coke hit his system, Lucio's eyes widened. He tilted his head back and let out a long, satisfied sigh. He legit looked like he had just came inside his pants. He was just 18 years old, and his addiction only seemed to be getting worse. "Your Papa seriously approves of you taking drugs?" I asked him as I took a seat next to the table."Trust me. He doesn't give a fuck." Lucio snorted. "All he cares about is himself.""He is meeting up with some chick in Chicago," Luca said, rubbing his powdered nose. "Mamma is heartbroken about it."Cheating husbands were not a new phenomenon in the Cosa Nostra. It wasn't even a deal breaker for most wives. But that didn't mean they were alright with it, unless the husband was providing for the family in a sufficient way. The possibility of never being content with just one woman was a factor in my decision to avoi

LEONARDO'S POVWhen I stepped out of the balcony of the luxurious resort, Miami spread before me in all it's purplish, vibrant glory. The city sung with life, the sounds of celebration and merrymaking reverberated through its streets. The sparkling mix of yellow, red and pink neon lights twinkled like stars, illuminating the cityscape with a dazzling glow. Inside, the festivity raged on, the thumping music emanating from the walls a testament to our victorious college football game. The liveliness of the night coursed through my veins, my heart racing with the electric fervor that permeated this enchanting city.Taking one from the pack, I carefully held the cigarette between my fingers and positioned it between my lips. As I sparked my trusty lighter, a brilliant blaze of orange and yellow sparked to life before me. The flame danced a tantalizing tango as I brought it to the tip of my cigarette, igniting the rich tobacco within. The smoke curled and swirled, forming a wisp of hazy bl

ROSALINA'S POVSelena, Elizabetta, Isabella, and I were lounging at the poolside of Selena's sprawling mansion, soaking up the warm rays of the golden sun. Yes, Selena Perez was my rich best friend. Her parents ran a real estate company, so yeah. Filthy rich.Isabella was applying suntan lotion on my bare back, while her sister was floating on an inflatable unicorn bed, eyes closed as she soaked up the sun. Selena was laying on a sun lounger, beside Sammy who was fanning her using a hand fan. Sometimes I thought her parents gave birth to Sammy just to be her slave. Poor boy."Go get us some watermelon juice," Selena said with a dismissive wave of her hand. Sammy groaned and tossed the hand fan away before running to the kitchen to fetch us some juice.Just as Sammy returned with our drinks, Selena's phone buzzed from the side table. She picked it up and her expression turned from relaxed to horrified within seconds."What's wrong?" I asked, sitting up from the sun lounger."It's Trist