ROSALINA'S POVAs I sat in front of my vanity mirror, I could feel the soft touch of the makeup brushes against my face. The heavenly scent of my favorite rose-scented foundation filled the air around me, mingling with the faint aroma of the lavender-scented candles that adorned my room. I took a deep breath, attempting to ease my troubled mind before breaking the news to my cousins. Elizabetta, always the studious one, was at my desk, engrossed in her books. Her glasses perched on the bridge of her nose as she furrowed her brows in concentration. Isabella, on the other hand, sat on the bed, texting someone on her phone, completely oblivious to the world around her and Lily was busy painting her toenails white.I stared at my reflection in the mirror, my heart heavy with worry as I brushed a delicate layer of blush onto my cheeks. The rhythmic back-and-forth motion of the brush against my skin was strangely soothing, but it couldn't mask the anxiety that gnawed at me from within. "You

LEONARDO'S POVDazed and disoriented, I found myself submerged in a neon-lit haze, the pungent scent of alcohol clouding my senses. Sweat trickled down my forehead, mingling with the sheen of arousal that coated my skin. My limbs felt heavy, as though anchored to the plush leather chair beneath me, while the thumping bass from the speakers reverberated through my bones. Amidst the raucous cacophony of the strip club, the curtain of my drunken stupor lifted slightly, allowing me to take in my surroundings. Blinking back the blur, I focused on the figure dancing on my lap.Hazel eyes, brunette and so fucking seductive. I blinked a few times to realize that it was Cherry, the stripper who looked like her... A mere imitation.I turned to see my ever-so-sober brother watching the circus around him with a glass of whiskey in hand. Our cousins had been acting like a bunch of dogs in heat. Shit, I was no different.Enzo looked rather bored being here, at his own bachelor party, surrounded by

LEONARDO'S POVI absolutely despised being forced into wearing those damn suits, like a tight corset squeezing my life out. I suddenly grew respect for my brother who wore this every day without wanting to strangle someone. The temperature in this place was fucking scorching. I loosened my pink tie to get this suffocation off my chest.I meticulously planned the security measures for my brother's wedding, making sure they were discreet and thorough. I instructed guards to monitor the entire venue and carefully scan the surroundings for any potential intruders. I stressed the significance of checking every guest, without exception, to minimize the risk of unauthorized individuals gaining entry to the event. My goal in implementing these measures was to maintain a safe environment while still ensuring that my brother's wedding would be a seamless and enjoyable experience."Everything seems to be in order, sir. All the guests have been thoroughly screened, and the venue is secure." One o

LEONARDO'S POVDespite their initial grumbling about having to don pink ties at the wedding, my cousins' moods miraculously transformed from sour to sparkling when they caught sight of the Russo girls sauntering in, rocking their perfectly matching pink bridesmaid dresses. It was as if someone had flipped a switch, and suddenly, their faces lit up like a Christmas tree on full power."Damn, I think I'm in love." Alessio remarked, eyeing the Russo girls with bright green eyes who were conversing with Rosalina at the corner."Which one?" Stefano asked."The one with green eyes," Alessio nodded towards the two girls."The two of them has green eyes, dude," Stefano laughed.Alessio scratched the back of his head. "Maybe I should go ask her number?""She's not some club girl, she's a Russo." I reminded him as a small warning. "Ask her name first."Alessio grinned like an idiot. "Sure thing. I know how to treat a lady.""Knowing you, I highly doubt that," Lucio chimed in snarkily from the c

LEONARDO'S POVAs Rosalina walked away from me, my eyes hungrily devoured the sight of her retreating figure. The ethereal glow of the fairy lights gently traced her graceful curves, enhancing her every step. A collision of longing and impatience churned within me, a tempest on the verge of engulfing everything.So, I decided to take a risk, a risk that could potentially sever any connection between us. "You look like a slut in that dress," the words slipped out of my mouth before I even had a chance to think. I wanted to hurt her, to push her as far away from me as possible.Rosalina's steps halted abruptly, and she turned around to face me, her eyes ablaze with anger. "The fuck did you just call me?"I had hit a nerve, and I couldn't help but feel a twisted satisfaction at her reaction. "Is this how you want to be seen?" I continued, my voice dripping with disdain. "Walking around like some cheap whore, desperate for attention?"Rosalina's nostrils flared, her face contorted with r