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Two And Half Men Rose

The Rose & The Lion

"In a world where betrayal is currency and love is a battlefield, how far would you go to protect your heart?" Lia Romano thought she had escaped the chains of her past. Once the cherished wife of Dante Moretti-Il Leone, the most ruthless billionaire in Milan-she walked away with nothing but her dignity and a secret too precious to share. Her divorce was a scandal whispered in every corner of high society, but no one knew the truth: that Lia was framed for a crime she didn't commit. Now, three years later, Lia has rebuilt her life as a celebrated marketing strategist, fiercely guarded by her seven overprotective brothers, all CEOs ruling Italy's most powerful industries. But when her new job forces her to work under Dante, old wounds resurface, and so does the undeniable spark between them. Dante's world is thrown into chaos when he discovers her secret-Matteo, the son he never knew he had. As Dante fights to reclaim the family he lost, he must also face a web of conspiracies threatening to destroy everything. From Vittoria Conti, the venomous socialite who dreams of becoming Mrs. Moretti, to Alessandra Ricci, the jealous colleague hell-bent on Lia's downfall, enemies lurk at every corner. With scheming villains, jealous rivals, and shocking betrayals, Lia and Dante's love story is anything but simple. Torn between her past and her future, Lia must decide: Can she forgive the man who broke her heart, or will the shadows of his world consume them both? Amid fiery boardroom battles, luxurious galas, and emotional confrontations, La Rosa e il Leone is a tale of redemption, family loyalty, and a love that refuses to fade—even when the odds are stacked against it. "He called her his rose, but roses have thorns—and this time, she wouldn't let him bleed her dry." Will Dante prove himself worthy of Lia's love? Or will the scheming forces around them tear them apart forever?
Juliette_DA · 333 Views

Half me and half...

"Get your hands off me!" she wrestled against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.
Inemin · 113.9K Views

His darling rose

"I never knew you were such a cowardly man," she began, her tone sharp and biting, her chin raised in defiance. "Too weak to break the news to me yourself. How pathetic." "It isn't like that," Ezekiel protested, stepping closer. "I have my reasons." "Reasons?" she snapped, pulling her hands away as he tried to hold them. Her glare hardened, a look of disgust flashing across her face. "My lady," he began, his voice thick with longing as his green eyes searched hers for any trace of understanding. Tentatively, he lifted a hand toward her face, only to let it fall back to his side. "I thought you, of all people, would understand me. Hear me out. This is what is expected of me—what I must do to secure my title. I—" "How is that any of my concern?" she interrupted, her voice like a whip, cold and unforgiving. "Do you expect me to be swayed by your empty words? Your honeyed excuses? I won't be moved by this pathetic display." "Can you just listen to me?" he snapped, his voice hardening in frustration. "Listen to what?" she shot back, venom dripping from her tone. "Your pathetic moaning and excuses? You've made a mockery of me, Ezekiel. You humiliated me—used me as nothing more than a bauble to decorate your arm before discarding me like trash. You are pathetic." "Eris," he growled, his once affectionate green eyes now shadowed with an eerie red. "I am still Duke Loxley, and I will not tolerate this tone from you. Know your place." She flinched at the harshness of his words but held her ground. "Sienna is a necessity," he continued, stepping closer to her. "I have to marry her to secure my title, but my affection—my care—it remains with you. I love you, Eris." The confession hung heavily in the air, but she did not falter. Instead, she took a deliberate step back, curtsying with practiced grace. "Apologies, Your Grace," she said, her voice detached and cold. "This mere human seems to have forgotten her place and overstepped. I will ensure it never happens again." "Eris..." He reached for her, desperation seeping into his voice, but she pulled away, her movements deliberate and precise. "Please excuse me. I will be taking my leave," she said, turning on her heel and walking away without a second glance.
Kylie_Smith_4751 · 1.1K Views
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