Minerva Seraphine DeLuca
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♦ IDEA: MAFIA MARRIAGE.
♦ MALE CHARACTER TRAITS REQUIREMENTS: DISTANT,COLD, A LITTLE PINCH OF ARROGANCE IS ALWAYS SEXY.
♦ LITERACY: MULTI-PARA OR NOVELLA.
♦ GENRE: ROMANCE, ANGST,DRAMA.
❄ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ. ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ɪᴛ ᴀ ᴛʜᴏᴜꜱᴀɴᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ.❄
Have you ever wanted to change your fate? It's true that at some point you come to know that all happened for your own good and Life was just taking a difficult turn, only to come upon a good destination. However, what if you life is an endless rollercoaster of disasters. You keep moving in a loop with no hope of anything going better. Rosaria felt quite like that. Her fate was to serve her Mafia clan only to end up in a hole of endless difficulties. She had to offer the greatest sacrifice just so her family could strengthen their position. Just so they could boast about their power in the underground. She very clearly remembered how they had explained. For the sake of the family. Rosaria never wanted any of this. Then why should she think of this? Why should she offer such a price that was too much for asking? Her parents couldn't understand. They were loving towards her and she held the same love for them but that doesn’t give them the right to sell her life. For sheer power, they decided to arrange a marriage that she had no idea how she would even live with.
Having no choice, she had to agree to this proposal. For the sake of their power, love and honour, she had to give up her own freedom. She was a person who loved her parents even after knowing that they were involved in such a grotesque business, however their shower of love and happiness was what she still remembered. They loved her to no ends and she did too. That was the sole reason why it hurt so bad knowing her parents would do such a thing. Never had she cried so bad knowing she was betrayed by her own parents. For the sake of everything, she had now approached the day she would be bound to the man who would be wedded to her. Her life wouldn’t be her own anymore. She would have to continuously think thousands of times before taking a step. Rosaria wasn’t a person who supported any violence yet why did she feel the urge to scream her lungs out? Probably the fact that she was going to be wedded to someone she barely knew. How bad could it be? “It would be disastrous” was what she thought. And that though was still nagging her.
To say that she had never hated would be an understatement but she still didn’t bear much grudges. However, her parents had even crossed that part. Their selfish decision made her rather upset towards them for the first time. But here she stood in front of the mirror, dressed in a Grecian style wedding dress, her auburn red hair were done elegantly as a nervous look crossed her face. Had she failed to capture her freedom? No, she agreed to this. For the honour of her family. She touched her red tresses of hair that adorned her side of face. Her parents had often wondered why she never dyed her hair. It's because she loved her natural red hair. This was perhaps the only thing she was proud of gaining from her murderous family. She turned when her mother entered the room giving a smile. It seemed fake. “You look gorgeous, love. Absolutely stunning.” She complimented. Rosaria sighed “Not really the time for compliments mom. But thank you.” She said a bit sarcastic as her mother had some guilt on her face. Too late for that. She was going to be married and they would do nothing about it.
Soon enough, she was with her father. They were soon walking past the various guests. Their walk to the altar seemed graceful to the guests. Whereas Rose was an anxious wreck from the inside. Was this really happening? Perhaps she was losing sense of reality. Her veil was in front so she didn't really see her future husband. She had rather disturbing thoughts on her mind at the moment. Soon she stood at the altar as the ceremony was to begin. Call it the official binding she didn’t want in the first place. _____________________________
Hello! It's been a while since I role-played since I have been polishing my skills more. I would cut to the chase then. As you see this is a Mafia Arranged Marriage, a trending idea in roleplay right now. This will contain a lot of drama, Romance, thriller, crime and action. I will be playing the female role and I am looking for a dominant male role. My rules are please match my length of replies, that is be literate. Try to be fairly active and please try to contribute to the story. I love listening to ideas. This can also turn into a twisted Romance if you want to. If you have read all of this, please comment “GUNSHOT” in the comments section . Likes will be fairly ignored!
♦ MALE CHARACTER TRAITS REQUIREMENTS: DISTANT,COLD, A LITTLE PINCH OF ARROGANCE IS ALWAYS SEXY.
♦ LITERACY: MULTI-PARA OR NOVELLA.
♦ GENRE: ROMANCE, ANGST,DRAMA.
❄ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ. ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ɪᴛ ᴀ ᴛʜᴏᴜꜱᴀɴᴅ ᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱ.❄
Have you ever wanted to change your fate? It's true that at some point you come to know that all happened for your own good and Life was just taking a difficult turn, only to come upon a good destination. However, what if you life is an endless rollercoaster of disasters. You keep moving in a loop with no hope of anything going better. Rosaria felt quite like that. Her fate was to serve her Mafia clan only to end up in a hole of endless difficulties. She had to offer the greatest sacrifice just so her family could strengthen their position. Just so they could boast about their power in the underground. She very clearly remembered how they had explained. For the sake of the family. Rosaria never wanted any of this. Then why should she think of this? Why should she offer such a price that was too much for asking? Her parents couldn't understand. They were loving towards her and she held the same love for them but that doesn’t give them the right to sell her life. For sheer power, they decided to arrange a marriage that she had no idea how she would even live with.
Having no choice, she had to agree to this proposal. For the sake of their power, love and honour, she had to give up her own freedom. She was a person who loved her parents even after knowing that they were involved in such a grotesque business, however their shower of love and happiness was what she still remembered. They loved her to no ends and she did too. That was the sole reason why it hurt so bad knowing her parents would do such a thing. Never had she cried so bad knowing she was betrayed by her own parents. For the sake of everything, she had now approached the day she would be bound to the man who would be wedded to her. Her life wouldn’t be her own anymore. She would have to continuously think thousands of times before taking a step. Rosaria wasn’t a person who supported any violence yet why did she feel the urge to scream her lungs out? Probably the fact that she was going to be wedded to someone she barely knew. How bad could it be? “It would be disastrous” was what she thought. And that though was still nagging her.
To say that she had never hated would be an understatement but she still didn’t bear much grudges. However, her parents had even crossed that part. Their selfish decision made her rather upset towards them for the first time. But here she stood in front of the mirror, dressed in a Grecian style wedding dress, her auburn red hair were done elegantly as a nervous look crossed her face. Had she failed to capture her freedom? No, she agreed to this. For the honour of her family. She touched her red tresses of hair that adorned her side of face. Her parents had often wondered why she never dyed her hair. It's because she loved her natural red hair. This was perhaps the only thing she was proud of gaining from her murderous family. She turned when her mother entered the room giving a smile. It seemed fake. “You look gorgeous, love. Absolutely stunning.” She complimented. Rosaria sighed “Not really the time for compliments mom. But thank you.” She said a bit sarcastic as her mother had some guilt on her face. Too late for that. She was going to be married and they would do nothing about it.
Soon enough, she was with her father. They were soon walking past the various guests. Their walk to the altar seemed graceful to the guests. Whereas Rose was an anxious wreck from the inside. Was this really happening? Perhaps she was losing sense of reality. Her veil was in front so she didn't really see her future husband. She had rather disturbing thoughts on her mind at the moment. Soon she stood at the altar as the ceremony was to begin. Call it the official binding she didn’t want in the first place. _____________________________
Hello! It's been a while since I role-played since I have been polishing my skills more. I would cut to the chase then. As you see this is a Mafia Arranged Marriage, a trending idea in roleplay right now. This will contain a lot of drama, Romance, thriller, crime and action. I will be playing the female role and I am looking for a dominant male role. My rules are please match my length of replies, that is be literate. Try to be fairly active and please try to contribute to the story. I love listening to ideas. This can also turn into a twisted Romance if you want to. If you have read all of this, please comment “GUNSHOT” in the comments section . Likes will be fairly ignored!
