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Writer, Otaku, and overall weird person 😎

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La Mia Ragazza Rockey

 Chapter 42 

Raffaele wanted to absolutely murder his younger siblings; they had no discipline. Or maybe he didn’t know how to control them? All he knew was that Bianca and Matteo were “supposedly” ready, though they kept on playing around. They were threatening to ruin their outfits way before they left the house. ‘I am going to send them off to boarding school.’

Gio was with Rockey as she was getting ready. He has not moved from her side since Raffa returned. Raffaele wanted to see what she was doing, but Nico refused to let him see her before she was ready. All he would say was, “You’ll be thanking me later.”

The tease alone was enough to drive him nuts. He just came to the realization that he liked her, and he had to fight the urge to bring her with him this morning. He wanted to see her at least once this morning, but he had left rather early. And he had no legitimate reason for dragging her out of bed. Other than “I need you.” or “I want to see  your face.”, there really wasn’t enough of a reason. He thought of kidnapping Gio, but the thought was quickly turned down. She and the kids needed to get ready. 

“Fratello! Look at my dress!!!” Bianca said her rosy cheeks seemed even brighter than normal. She was lucky she was adorable, or else Raffaele would’ve said something mean. 

“You look pretty.” Raffaele said in a stoic voice. “But we are about to leave in a few minutes. Try not to get dirty.”

She gave her brother a sweet smile in return. He knew her devious smile said, “You have about five minutes before this contract expires.” He knew his little sister well; something was going to happen.

All of a sudden, there was a knock on the door. Arthur quickly opened it to reveal Antonio and a strange woman. Antonio was wearing a black Tom Ford (2 button) tuxedo, with a white button up shirt, and a beautiful patterned black tie. His date wore a stunning black dress, with the same pattern etched onto her chest area. Her hair was let loose in curls and she looked like someone straight out of a runway. 

Antonio had not seen Raffaele since the fight, but any hard feelings he had against Raffaele had quickly vanished. Raffaele could not stay mad at him either. Though he really wished he had more time with Rockey, Antonio was his best friend. And Raffaele was not completely sure about how Rockey felt about him. He regretted ignoring her BIG TIME.

Antonio immediately went in for a big hug with Raffaele, who just as quickly shrugged him off. Raffaele was not a physical contact kind of person. His date waited awkwardly as Raffaele and Antonio finished their “non-verbal” greetings.

“Excuse me…?” She said nervously. Having forgotten about her for a few minutes, her abrupt talking scared the mess out of them. 

           “Oh! Perdona! Amigo, this is Maria. She is a friend of my tia.” he said. “Maria, this is the bastard that I call best friend.” She couldn’t help but smile at his little jokes. 

“You are so funny Toni.” she said. By the way she had said his name, Raffaele could tell they were messing with each other. 

“Hola!” Raffaele said. Maria was careful as she checked Raffaele out. She found him VERY attractive.

“Hola!” she said seductively. Raffaele was not paying her any attention at all. He didn’t want her. He wanted Rockey.

“So where is everyone else? This thing starts in an hour right?” Antonio asked. 

“Celia should be there already. The kids are ready, we are just waiting on Rockey.” he said. “Now the better question is, will these kids not ruin their outfit before the evening is over?” 

Antonio and Raffaele looked at Bianca and Matteo, and made their individual bets that both kids wouldn’t last the night clean.

“Where is Rockey?” Antonio whispered. He had grabbed Raffaele, himself, and Maria something to drink. Maria was making herself comfortable on the couch as she waited for everyone.

“Still getting ready.” he said. He could tell that Antonio wanted ALL of the details, but there wasn’t anything to report (unfortunately for Raffaele).

“Look…what is the deal with you and Rockey? Do you like her?” Antonio asked. He was generally curious, and wanted to know what the hell was going on with the both of them.

Before he had a chance to answer, they heard footsteps heading towards them. Raffaele’s attention was completely taken aback by Rockey.

She was wearing a stunning Bugle beaded cocktail dress with a deep V cut. She wore ruby red jewelry, with her curls in a messy bun with a few strands let loose in the front. Her previous dress and hairstyle DID NOT work out. 

She was beyond stunning and beautiful. Raffaele couldn’t help but fall for her over and over again. The sight of her took his breath away. Nico and Antonio could see that he was head over heels about Rockey. He was in love.

She could tell that he was staring hard at her. Nico, Caden, and Tony could only look at each other with a wicked smile. Plan “Get Rockey and Raffaele Together” was a go.

Rockey gave Raffaele a flirty smile; Raffaele could only gawk at her. Gio had wrapped his arms around her leg; he was not going to let her go. “Looks like my date doesn’t like me looking at other men.” she said as she gave Gio a playful smile.

“Well, your date is going to have to let you go this evening. It looks like someone else may want to play…” Nico said playfully as he stared at his older brother. Raffaele was still gawking at her, mouth wide open and everything.

‘Oh yeah,’ Raffaele thought. ‘Gio was going to have to let her go SOON.’

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La Mia Ragazza Rockey

Chapter 41

It was officially the day of the Charity Event, and everyone has been running around like chickens without heads. Raffaele, Nico, and Celia spent most of the morning at the venue, making sure everything went smoothly. Rockey spent most of the morning trying to figure out what she was going to do to her hair.

After her conversation with Nico, Rockey Caden and Tony devised a plan of action. She was going to obviously go, but she was going to show out. Rockey wasn’t exactly sure what she wanted, but she wanted to dress up and have Raffa eat his heart out. If he wasn’t sure as to how he wanted to proceed with his feelings, then she was going to force him to make up his mind.

Tony and Caden showed up to the house around 10am, well equipped with everything she was going to need. She was going to wear a black one shoulder, backless dress, with a large slit on her right leg. Her hair was going to be let loose, with three braids on the left side of her head.

But everything was going wrong. The kids were not cooperating; she wanted to have them ready by 2pm, but she would be lucky if she would have them ready by 5pm. Matteo and Gio kept running around in the mud outside; there was a lightning storm the night before. She had already had them bathe twice; if there was a third time, someone was going to pay.

Bianca stayed by Rockey’s hips, following her like a shadow. Rockey didn’t mind it though; she was at least still clean. Rockey helped her pick out an outfit: a white puffy dress, with a pink bow, that came to her knees. She had her black Mary Janes, with clear stockings.

The boys were supposed to wear a nice black tux, with their hair slicked back. Simple enough, yet for some reason nothing was going Rockey’s way. Thankfully, Caden and Tony were there to help…and gossip about the kiss. They talked in code, not wanting to say too much in front of Bianca.

“So how is that BOOK you are reading?” Tony asked; his eyes grew wider with anticipation.

“I’m sorry, but I need a recap of the PREVIOUS EVENTS…please!” Caden said with a wink.

“Oh! Which book are you reading?” Bianca asked curiously. This girl is too smart for her own good.

“Some mushy romance novel; I can’t really remember the name…” Rockey said, her face turning red. “But we last left off after THE KISS.”

Caden, Tony, and Bianca moved closer, as if they were about to listen to life changing news. “Well…”

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Raffaele and Nico couldn’t take their eyes off of Celia since they met up with her at the venue. There was something definitely…off with Celia. Maybe it was the way she was acting towards Raffaele? Like an actual boss… Or maybe it was the outfit she was wearing: jeans and a t-shirt? Or the fact that she dyed her hair brown. Brown. Or maybe her hair was naturally brown, and she dyed it blonde? The guys were too confused (and slightly nervous) to ask Celia if she was ok. She spent most of her time on the phone, trying to call Antonio.

To be honest, she was trying to reach him for a few days. She felt absolutely terrible after the night, and to make it worse, she remembers everything she did that night. Everything.

She’s been dying to apologize to him since forever. She fucked up, she was big enough to admit that. Her mojo had been off completely since then; everything that could go bad, went horribly wrong.

The night before, she had gotten drunk again, and called Antonio 15 times, and had left 15 voice messages. Each over a minute long. To be quite honest, she doesn’t remember any of the messages she left. All she knew was that when she faced him later on tonight, she was probably going to die from embarrassment.

And during her drunken stupor, she bought the wrong hair dye and dyed her hair brown. Now everyone would think she was trying to copy Rockey. ‘Great, I don’t know how the night could possibly get worse.’ (It was going to get worse…)

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“She actually kissed you?!” Nico whispered as they continued inspecting the dining room. There were several workers busy setting up the buffet area, and carving station. Raffaele kept checking his phone, hoping that by some miracle, Rockey was going to text him.

“Yeah…” Raffaele said. He had been going crazy since then. Though he had been actively avoiding her earlier this week, he had been searching for her since the kiss.

Without much thought, he ran after her THAT night. Something in Raffaele wanted to continue, but he had unfortunately, ran into Rockey with the kids. She must’ve timed it; there was a wicked smile on her face.

“Hey…do you want your brother to tuck you in?” Rockey asked, eyeing Raffaele up and down.

Before Raffaele could turn the offer down (possibly suggest another one), the kids screamed, “YES!”

So the night ended with Rockey and Raffaele tucking each of the kids to sleep. She took at least 15 minutes with each kid, much to Raffaele’s pain. And when Gio silently demanded more time with Raffaele, Rockey was all too happy to oblige.

“Wait, I-” Raffaele began, but was quickly silenced by Rockey placing a hand on his lips. She was really close to him; only a few inches away.

“Till next time Raffa.” With that, she left Raffaele to suffer.

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La Mia Ragazza Rockey Chapter 40

(*Two days before the Charity Event*)

Rockey laid on her bed, her gaze towards the white ceiling above her. Her mind was racing, and unfortunately for her, all she could think about was Raffa (much to her annoyance). He had infiltrated her mind, and had made a permanent residence there. It made it difficult for her to act like her normal self. She spent most of her time (when the kids are at school) in her room daydreaming and taking naps.

It was also hard for her to be in the same room as him; it was obvious to her that he was not comfortable either. ‘Maybe he didn’t like me? Maybe he was absolutely drunk, and regretted the entire night? It was just supposed to be a little kiss, AND that didn’t even happen, so why are we bugging?’ The questions that kept on plaguing her mind left her feeling depressed. Since Raffa was probably the most stubborn, infuriating man she has ever had the misfortune of knowing; he wasn’t going to reveal how he felt. Though ignoring her definitely screamed “NOT INTERESTED”.

Just as Rockey was about to nod off to sleep (to probably have another raunchy ass dream about Raffa), she was interrupted by a knock at the door. The thought of Raffa being on the other side of the door quickly flashed in her mind. The speed in which she leapt out of bed was almost impossible to quantify. But just as she reached the door, she stopped.

Her heart was pounding; she didn’t know what to expect. The person knocked again, this time a little louder.

“Rockey! It’s me Nico. Can we talk?” Nico yelled.

With a shocked (and confused) expression, Rockey opened the door to reveal Nico with two bottles of wine, and two glasses. Nico was officially her favorite person.

“Nico, why won’t you marry me?!” Rockey asked, only half serious. Nico was less of a headache than Raffa.

“Are you sure you’re talking to the right brother?” Nico responded with a wink. Rockey’s face turned a bright red; Nico couldn’t help but laugh at her adorableness. All Rockey could do to respond was open the door wider, and invite him in.

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It was just after dinner, and Rockey was getting the kids ready for bedtime. They were all squished into one of the available bathrooms, all fighting for their own toothbrush. The bathroom felt chaotic, but was filled with laughter and silliness.

While Rockey and Bianca were trying to hogtie Matteo, Gio quietly walked out of the bathroom. With his blanket on one hand, and two toothbrushes on the other, he made his way towards his brother’s office.

Raffaele was alone; Nico and Celia had left a few minutes earlier. Raffaele wanted to be by himself; he was also lost in his thoughts. But when his little brother showed up at his door, holding up a toothbrush to him, he knew he was not going to get a chance to be alone.

Gio made himself comfortable on top of Raffaele’s lap, moving certain paperwork around as if he was working. Raffaele allowed him to do what he wanted; he was too tired to stop him.

Gio took out a pen, and was about to draw on a loose piece of paper on the desk. Raffaele quickly grabbed an actual blank sheet, giving him something else to draw on. “Hold up Gio; take this instead.”

Raffaele and Gio sat there in complete comfortable silence; as Gio was drawing, Raffaele was gently stroking his hair.

There was a time where Raffaele thought Gio was his son. It wasn’t hard for Raffaele to jump to the conclusion. Rebecca found out she was pregnant a month or two after Raffaele went to prison. Raffaele was delighted, to say the least. He wanted to be a dad. He wanted to start his own family. The entire time there, he thought she had remained faithful to him. As soon as he found out they were siblings, Raffaele couldn’t even look at Gio. He knew Gio had nothing to do with anything; it was just hard for him to see the final product of his father and the woman he once loved.

It took time for Raffaele to get used to Gio; but once he did, Raffaele was completely smitten by him. Oddly enough, Gio reminded Raffaele of himself; everything down to the food they hate. Oh how his life would have been different if Raffaele were his father.

All of a sudden, there was a knock at the door. “Come in.” Raffaele said.

The door slowly opened to reveal Rockey; she had been looking for Gio for a few minutes. Raffaele’s heart began to pound the second he saw her. He even skipped eating dinner with the family, because he couldn’t look at her.

The second Rockey saw Raffaele, she brought her gaze to the floor. Her cheeks were rosy red, and her voice became more gentle. “Sorry, I didn’t know you were busy. A certain someone needs to brush his teeth.”

“You heard her, time to brush your teeth.” Raffaele said, poking Gio a few times in the back. Gio let out a little giggle and jumped off of his brother’s lap, leaving his masterpiece on the desk. He drew the family: Matteo, Bianca, himself, Raffaele (which looked the funniest), Nico, Arthur, Antonio, Celia, and Rockey. Rockey and Raffaele were the closest in his picture.

Just as Gio walked out of the office, Rockey turned to leave but stopped. Something had come over her. Maybe it was the five hour long conversation she had with Nico? Maybe it was the neverending frustration Raffaele caused her on a regular basis? Maybe it was the urge to provoke the beast that she heard so much about? Whatever it was, it was pushing her to start some trouble.

Before Raffaele could say or do anything to stop her, she began walking up to his desk, and continued until she was right next to him. Her perfume immediately wafted his nose. ‘God she smells great.’ Raffaele thought. His heart was beating wildly; she was so close to him. Just as he was about to open his mouth, she gently cupped his face and kissed him.

The kiss lasted for a few seconds, but it left this titillating electric feeling all over Raffaele’s body. Before he could wrap his arms around her, she pulled away. His lips began to feel off…like it was already missing the feel of her lips on his?

“Suffer.” she said, eyeing him seductively. With that, she turned around and walked right out. It took Raffaele a few minutes to realize what just happened.

“RAGAZZA!”

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La Mia Ragazza Rockey Chapter 39

Raffaele and Rockey stood in front of each other for what felt like hours. She stood blocking his only exit, and he blocked her chance of getting into his office. If she stayed with him, who knows what the next few minutes were going to lead to.

Raffaele’s heart felt like it was pounding right out of his chest. She was even wearing a slightly revealing tanktop, and from his height, he had a PERFECT view. ‘Damn this woman!’

“Raffa, we need to talk!” Rockey said, putting her foot in the doorway so he couldn’t close the door on her. All Raffaele wanted to do was grab her, and bring her in with him. Thankfully Nico was still on the phone to calm him down.

“Fratello! Calm down!” Nico said sternly. “You have a lot going on emotionally, and the last thing you need is to-” With that, the call ended. Rockey grabbed his phone and hung up on Nico. 

‘She smells so good…like strawberries and…ice cream…’ Raffaele closed his eyes, and tried to imagine doing work, or Celia bothering him. Anything to keep him from kissing Rockey.

“Rockey, I don’t think this is the right move…” Caden said. Tony was right next to him, listening to what happened next. Though they didn’t want her to instigate a confrontation with Raffaele, they sure as hell wanted for something to happen. They were pushing for this for a LONG ass time.

Before Caden and Tony could say anymore to Rockey, Raffaele took her phone and hung up on them. The air was thick with tension, almost too thick to cut with a knife. 

The way Raffaele looked at Rockey, it almost felt like a beast looking over its prey. It was too much for Rockey to take in. How long had it been since Danny looked at her with lust and desire? Did Danny ever look at her with “that look”? When was the last time she had sex…? It had been way too long…

They just continued to look at each other; their ragged breathing became evident as they resisted the urge to lunge at one another. Just before everything turned into sexual chaos…Rockey snapped out of her daydream.

“ROCKEY! HELLO?! EARTH TO ROCKEY!!!!” Caden said, screaming on the other line. Rockey nearly dropped her phone. 

“JESUS CADEN!” She yelled back. “You fucking suck! I was fantasizing here!!” 

Caden immediately gasped. “She said she was fantasizing!” He said to Tony. Rockey could hear footsteps running towards Caden and the phone.

“GURL!!!! What happened between you and Raffaele?!?!” Caden demanded.

“How do you know it’s between me and Raffa?” Rockey said. She couldn’t even look at herself; how things have changed since she first met Raffa.

“SPILL EVERYTHING! What were you thinking about?!” Caden and Tony demanded.

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*While Rockey was spilling her fantasy to Caden and Tony, Raffaele was also daydreaming.*

Raffaele was imagining that Rockey had walked in with her bathing suit and his t-shirt. Her hair was let loose, and there was a certain look she had spread across her face. The look she was giving him made him feel as if he was wearing way too much clothing, and he needed to take a few things…off.

“Fratello, what is going on? You got quiet…” Nico said. Raffaele had almost forgotten that Nico was on the phone with him; he nearly had a heart attack when he heard his voice. 

“Look Ragazza, I am very busy. Can we discuss this later?” He needed her to leave his office immediately. He was beginning to imagine how she would look without the bathing suit…and just his t-shirt. ‘JESUS CHRIST! When was the last time I had sex?’ 

“Raffaaaa…” she said with a seductive moan. It was getting very difficult to keep himself in line.

“Fratello, don’t do it. It’s not worth it.” Nico said, though he knew that it was pointless. He was not physically there to keep them apart from one another.

“Raffaaaa…why don’t you wanna play with me?” she said playfully as she strutted into his office. At this point, he had totally forgotten what he was doing. He kept his eyes on her hips, and the way it swayed as she walked towards him. 

As she reached his desk, she came around and jumped on the corner of his desk. Her breast bounced slightly, and before he had a chance to stop himself, he had wrapped his arms around her waist. She brought her arms around his neck, bringing him closer to her. Her lips were only a few inches away from his. 

“Fratello! Fratello!?” Nico said. Raffaele had left his phone on top of his desk; he forgot that his brother was on the phone. 

Without breaking eye contact, Rockey grabbed his phone and hung up. “Now, where were we?”

Just as their lips were about to crash on each other, Raffaele woke up from his daydream ANGRY. Before Nico could say anything, Raffaele began cursing up a storm.

“DANNAZIONE! I need to let you go!” Raffaele said. Before Nico had a chance to say anything, Raffaele hung up and locked the door. “I need to rub one out….FUCKING RAGAZZA!!”

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La Mia Ragazza Rockey

Chapter 38

 [*A few minutes before Rockey went upstairs*]

“I wanted to kill Antonio at first, but…I’m so glad he stopped me…” Raffaele said. For the past few days, Raffaele had been recovering from his fight, and avoiding Rockey. Whenever he saw her, or heard her name, or even thought of her, his heart began to race, and he found that he needed his inhaler more often. 

It was such an odd feeling; he never experienced it with Rebecca. With Rebecca, it was a more “airy” feeling.  He wasn’t fully grounded, but he felt light at the same time. But with Rockey, Raffaele felt more…alive.

The entire scene kept on playing out in his head, and it made every God-damn second away from her painful. It was such an odd feeling for Raffaele; it scared him so. 

“Fratello, have you spoken to her since?” Nico asked. He didn’t have a chance to talk to his brother about the incident. After dealing with Antonio, and making sure that Celia was ok, Nico was left to deal with picking up the slack for Antonio. He was busy with business meetings, and other loose ends for the charity event.

“No…and to be honest, I do not know if I could. Jesus CHRIST! Non riesco a smettere di pensare a lei!” Raffaele said irritably. 

“Fratello…penso che ti stia innamorando de lei.” Nico said carefully. He didn’t know how his brother would react, and to be honest, he was scared that he would do. He wasn’t necessarily the most stable person when it came to emotions. Nico remembered how he acted when he realized he fell in love with Rebecca.

Raffaele didn’t go up to Rebecca in a romantic way; that wasn’t his style.  There were no flowers, cards, gifts, or sweet notes; though he did have a way with words. 

Raffaele had a more sensitive side to him, only ever seen by a few people. He had a way of observing those around him, especially Rebecca. Though most of her taste would have been described as “expensive”, Raffaele was known to play with her hair. He wanted physical touch; he wanted to hold her hand, and embrace her. He would later describe this feeling to Nico as almost  lightweight. Like the sensation of just being able to touch her, made him feel as if his day to day life, and the weight it brought upon his shoulders, didn’t exist. 

So when she betrayed him, it felt like the world fell on his chest. He crashed hard to the floor, and wasn’t the same since. He was a bit murderous afterwards, and it took him moving to another continent to control those urges. 

But what hurt the most, was who the other party was. This was something that Raffaele didn’t see coming; but when Raffaele thinks about it now, his father had always been the selfish bastard. While Raffaele spent a few months in jail, his father made moves on Rebecca. Apparently, it didn’t take him that long to do so. By the time he had been released, she had moved from her house to his father’s room. 

But with Rockey, it was completely different. He found that he felt somewhat hooked to her presence. Her voice, her attitude, her entire outlook on life was almost like a magnet. She had cared deeply for his siblings, a trait that he loved the most about her. But there was also a feeling that she wouldn’t hurt him; not the way that Rebecca did. 

She had been dedicated to one guy for years; she remained loyal to a bum that didn’t deserve it. And she was beautiful, smart, feisty, loving, honest, trustworthy, and utterly amazing. It felt like it took Raffaele years to realize how awesome she was, even though he has only known her for close to a year. He just knew that wherever she was, he wanted to be right next to her.

It was torture being inside Raffaele’s mind. He needed to focus on the Charity Event, and all he kept thinking about was Rockey, and her lips. ‘FUCK ANTONIO!’ There was a new fire in Raffaele’s belly; he was itching to fight Antonio again for screwing up that night. 

“Fratello, so what are you saying? Do you like Rockey?” Nico asked, hoping that his brother would understand his own feelings.

“I guess I do…I guess I like the Ragazza…” Raffaele said, mostly shocked by his confession. All of a sudden there was a knock on the door.

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