Post by rosalinasolo on Jun 26, 2009 11:01:21 GMT -6
"If I were a con artist I would be just like you were. But I am not after your fortunes. And it you want proof that those are real. Look at the bottom of the paper i could only get those from one place and there logo and seal is on it.Besides if you look at the backs of all the papers they have the transparent logo on them. now as or you no want me. If you didn't want me in your life I am sorry but I wanted to know my father." Rosalina says a little miffed. She finishes her glass of wine and walks back into his penthouse. She walks around it with a smirk. She was just as evil as he was but just as sweet as her mother.
Post by Arcangelo Solo on Jun 26, 2009 11:25:07 GMT -6
She was right, the logo could be seen. The papers were legit there was no doubt of it anymore, she was his daughter. "But..i-i..." Arcangelo couldnt get a word out of his mouth. He watched how she walked back inside. She had clearly inherited the talent of being evil from him. "Why didn't she tell me!?" Arcangelo yelled and threw the glass against the wall. He looked at the city for a moment before he headed back in. "I-i..i don't know what to say" Arcangelo said.
Post by rosalinasolo on Jun 26, 2009 11:31:47 GMT -6
"Look Arcangelo I understand your pain. I didn't know what to say. I mean you are my father. i never knew you and always wanted to know you." Rosalina say sitting down. His anger never fases her. She is quite use to it. Rosalina looked at Arcangelo with her pretty eyes.
Post by Arcangelo Solo on Jun 26, 2009 11:40:27 GMT -6
Arcangelo sat next to her. "And i am your father and i should have acted like it instead of abandoning you and your mother" He said. "There is no excuse for what i have done" he continued."I am so sorry, can you forgive me?" Arcangelo asked.
Post by rosalinasolo on Jun 27, 2009 0:17:26 GMT -6
she looks at him with her bright green eyes. she says "Oh course I can forgive you dad. I understand that there are things humans do to make it big." She has tears rolling down her face. she is upset that she never knew him but happy she found him.
Post by Arcangelo Solo on Jun 27, 2009 2:44:22 GMT -6
Arcangelo looked at Rosalina. He didn't like that is daughter was crying because him. "Don't cry, we are together now and i am not going to abandon you again" Arcangelo said and hugged her. He pets Rosalinas hair.
Post by rosalinasolo on Jun 27, 2009 2:57:43 GMT -6
Rosalina laid her head on his shoulder. She say"I am glad. I have missed you And I am glad to have you in my life." She then wipes her eyes and fixes her make up. She loved looking her best. She continues to sip her wine. Now she didn't have to act about having a low tollerance. She acctually had a high tolerance.
Post by Arcangelo Solo on Jun 27, 2009 3:04:30 GMT -6
"Now thats better" Arcangelo said and smiled. As hard the truth had hit him Arcangelo was glad to finally get to know one of his childs. This one havent even known he had but he was happy that he now did. "Now you must be hungry and the dinner is ready" Arcangelo said. "So if you follow me to the dining hall?" he said and stood up.
Post by rosalinasolo on Jun 27, 2009 3:12:13 GMT -6
She follows him to the dining hall. There is a table set for two. He pulls out her chair ans she sits down. And she sets her napkin in her lap she says ' This looks so Yummy." she was use to talking to her four year old. She smiles and says a prayer before they eat. She finishes the prayer and smiles. She starts eating the salad. After swallowing it she says "OH MY GOD... It is good food."
Post by Arcangelo Solo on Jun 27, 2009 3:21:03 GMT -6
Arcangelo led them in to the dining hall and sat down. He looked at Rosalina who prayed. He had never been a religous man. He started eating after the prayer. He had made Bruschetta with Swiss Chard And Pecorino Cheese and Capunata. He had chosen the vegatable versions because he didn't know what she liked. "It is an old family recipe" Arcangelo said to Rosalina.
Post by rosalinasolo on Jun 27, 2009 3:24:50 GMT -6
"You have to teach me this. I try to gook as much as i can at home. I am sure my boyfriend and daughter would love it." Rosa says as she eats a little more of the food. it was so good. She loved it. Rosa could remember her mother making this when she was a kid. This was her favorite food. She wanted to make it for her daughter but never knew the recipe.
Post by Arcangelo Solo on Jun 27, 2009 3:31:21 GMT -6
Arcangelo smiled. It seemed that even though their past this relationship was going in to good direction. "Yes sure i can teach it to you" he said. Boyfriend?, Arcangelo said to himself. "You have a boyfriend?" he asked. "Does he treat you right?" Arcangelo asked and took some more food.
Post by rosalinasolo on Jun 27, 2009 3:36:19 GMT -6
She sips her wine and nods yes. " He treats me like a queen. But the lifestyle is not the best. He is an under boss for the mafia." Rosalina said as she ate some more. she quickly heard her phone go off. It was a text from the babysitter. It seems from the trauma from seeing corpse Isabella won't speak to anyone right now. She hasn't said a word since that moment. Isabella sighs and quickly types back. She puts her phone back in her purse and sighs as she sips a little wine. Her mood was a little depressing now but she still tried to keep a happy face.
Post by Arcangelo Solo on Jun 27, 2009 3:47:32 GMT -6
Under boss, in the mafia?!, Arcangelo said to himself. He had always been against the mafia even though his father was a Don of Soliano crime family in Sicily. Mafia was the reason he had lost his mother, father, brother and the most presious thing in the whole world his wife. "Surely you could have found a better life style and a boyfriend" Arcangelo said. He noticed that Rosalina was typing something. "Your boyfriend?" he asked.
Post by rosalinasolo on Jun 27, 2009 3:55:02 GMT -6
"Pops you were the one that said you can't help who you love and I love him. And no that was the babysitter. Isabella had a traumatic moment yesterday and she won't talk to anyone." Rosalina said as she let out a sigh. Rosa finishes her plate and sips some wine. She then starts to look like she is thinking about a lot. She started to wonder did she pick the right man to be with. Will her daughter ever talk again.