Rose Chapter 16 - Secrets and Sex

"My... my father-your Nonno-died when I was a kid. My Mama... she never really spoke kindly of him. I always thought he was just an asshole or that he and Mama had a bad marriage, but today all that changed." He looks at Rose and cups her face. "Rose, the master jeweler, was my father."

Rose looks even more confused. "The... it was-the jeweler was Nonno?"

"Alive and well," he says. "Rose, your Nonna, has been lying to me and my brother Lucas our whole lives about our father."

"But... why? Why would Nonna do that?"

"To protect us. Rose," he takes her hands, "I'm going to tell you something, but it has to stay between us, okay?"

Vincent tells her about his talk with Lorenzo and the fact he's the head of a crime syndicate. He explains that's why Iris lied about him being dead and why she kept everything a secret. He also tells her how the ring was a gift to him to try and mend some of the damage to their relationship. He tells her how Lorenzo wants to have a relationship with him again to get to know his son. He's surprised when Rose doesn't seem surprised or shocked.

"Wow, that sounds... terrible?" she says awkwardly.

"Rose?" he asks with confusion. "You don't seem... shocked."

Rose bites her lips and her brow furrows like she's trying to bite back words, but also figure out what to say. She makes an odd whimper sound as she struggles.

"Rose, what is going on?" his tone shifts from confused and concerned to almost guarded. "You know you can tell me anything."

Rose releases her lips then grits her teeth in an awkward smile. "I know..." she says before swallowing hard and taking his hands. "Umm, Daddy, don't get mad..." she says and watches his face darken slightly with anger. "I said don't get mad! Umm... I-I kinda sorta already know about Nonno..." she winces and sucks air through her teeth.

"WHAT?!" he snaps and pulls his hands away. "How long have you known?! Who told you?!" He stands up from the bed.

"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" Rose says, trying to calm him. "Breathe!" She kneels on the edge of the bed and tries to take his hands, but he steps back.

He goes into the kitchen and Rose hears ice clink into a glass, a whiskey bottle open and fill a glass, then watches as Vincent returns with the bottle in one hand and glass in the other. He takes a long draw from his glass, then narrows his eyes at her. "Rose," he says firmly through gritted teeth. "Explain."

She sighs. "Nonna and I were talking about relationships and she told me some things, I told her some things, then she... she told me about Nonno. How he wasn't really dead and she'd kept in contact with him so she could write to him and let him know how you and Zio Lucas were doing."

Vincent feels his heart sink as Rose's words sink in. His grip on his glass tightens as a wave of conflicting emotions washes over him. Shock, betrayal, anger - they all churn within him, battling for dominance. "Mamma... she really knew all this time?" he says, his voice barely above a whisper. "And she's been in contact with him? With the man who abandoned us?" His jaw clenches, his eyes narrowing as he tries to process this new information. "So you've known about this, about your Nonno and the Lucciola Syndicate, and you didn't say anything to me?" His voice rises slightly, tinged with a hint of hurt and accusation. "Why, Rose? Why wouldn't you tell me?"

"Because I literally just found out like 4 hours ago! And she made me swear not to tell you, but then you told me, so now I'm telling you!"

"Rose, if your Nonna is keeping secrets from me, from us, I need to know. I can't have her manipulating either of us." He pauses, his eyes searching hers. "Is there something more going on here that I'm missing?"

"No one is manipulating anyone," Rose says firmly. "Daddy, she lied to you and Zio Lucas for a good reason. She didn't want either of you following in his footsteps and, as far as lying to you now, Daddy, you're the fucking D. A.! How was she supposed to tell you, 'Oh, by the way, your father isn't dead, he's the head of a mafia!'. Cut her some slack, Daddy." Rose shakes her head. "Information like that could ruin your career, Daddy. Nonna and Nonno, were and are just trying to protect you!"

Vincent's expression darkens, his jaw clenched as he processes Rose's words. He can feel his temper rising, his mind racing with the implications of what Rose is saying. "You're defending Nonna for lying to me?" he asks, his voice low and even, but laced with a hint of anger. "For putting me in a position where I'm compromised? Where my integrity is questioned?" He takes a deep breath, his grip on her hands tightening. "Rose, I'm the D. A. because I'm a man of integrity. I don't tolerate lies, especially not from the people I care about. And especially not about something as serious as this."

"Ugh! Daddy!" she groans and sits up "Nonna and Nonno didn't want to compromise you, which is why they lied! Daddy, if they hadn't lied, you would have never been able to become D. A. because the guilt of knowing who your dad is would have stopped you. Duh!"

Vincent's expression softens slightly as Rose's words sink in. He takes a drink from his whiskey. He can see the logic in what she's saying, the desire to protect him and his career. But the lingering betrayal is still there, the sense that those closest to him have been keeping secrets.

"I... understand what you're saying, baby girl," he says, his voice low and thoughtful. "But Nonna shouldn't have had to lie to me, shouldn't have had to protect me from my own father. I'm a grown man, Rose. I can handle the truth, no matter how difficult it may be."

"Which is why this is coming out now and not when you were 8," Rose says.

"I... can see that, now..." He pauses, his thumb gently caressing the back of her hand. "But, Rose, I don't want you keeping secrets from me, either; not about something this important." He sits on the bed beside her.

Rose bites both her lips again, her brow furrows like before, and she makes the same whimper noise.

Vincent's eyes narrow slightly as he notices Rose's lip-biting again. He can sense a hint of nervousness, of hesitation, and it makes him wonder what else she's not telling him. "Rose, what else is going on that I don't know about?" he asks, his voice firm but laced with a hint of concern. "You're not telling me everything, and I need to know what's going on. You're my daughter, my partner. I trust you, but I also need to know the truth." He gently squeezes her hand, his eyes locked on hers. "Rose... what is it? What else are you hiding from me?" His tone is laced with a mixture of concern and a hint of desperation. "Talk to me, baby girl. Please."

Rose reluctantly releases her lips. "I-" she stops herself, gets up, goes to the kitchen and opens the small fridge. He hears her crack open 2 cans of her lemondrops. He hears her pour them into a cup and then watches her come back in. She's holding one of her tall, plastic, screw top with a plastic straw tumblers. She takes a long sip, swallows, then looks at him sheepishly. "I... may have told Nonna about us..."

Vincent's eyes widen in shock, his face pale as he processes Rose's words. The room around him seems to fade away, leaving only the two of them, locked in a moment of intense vulnerability. "You... told Nonna about us?" he whispers, his voice barely audible. "About us having sex?" The words feel like a betrayal, a secret kept from him that he can't even begin to comprehend. "Rose, tell me you're joking," he says, but she shakes her head. "Rose, did you tell Nonna?"

"Yesssshhhh..." she says through gritted teeth and pursed lips like Bilbo did in the last Hobbit movie.

Vincent's expression darkens, his grip on Rose's hand tightening as he processes this new revelation. "You... told your Nonna? About us?" His voice is layered with a mix of disbelief, anger, and something else - an undercurrent of fear. "Why would you do that, Rose? Do you have any idea how serious this is?" He pauses, searching her face for any sign of understanding. "She could ruin everything. Everything we have..."

"She won't! I swear!" she pleads "Daddy, I didn't just blurt it out! We were talking and... and..." she sighs "Daddy, she isn't upset."

Vincent's expression softens slightly as he hears Rose's words, the desperation in her voice. He can see the sincerity in her eyes, the genuine effort to convince him that Iris won't betray their trust. "Rose, I need to talk to Nonna," he says, his voice firm but measured. "I need to know what she knows, what she's planning. If she's not upset, that means she's hiding something." He pauses, his eyes locked on hers as he sets his glass on the nightstand.

"Daddy stop!" she straddles him and holds his face. "Daddy, if you love me and you trust me, then you have to trust me when I say there is no underlying whatever. Nonna isn't upset and isn't planning anything. It's not my place to tell you why; it's hers. If you want to ask her about it, that's fine, but you can't come at her like an attack."

Vincent's expression softens as Rose straddles him, her hands on his face. He gazes up at her, his own hands coming to rest on her hips as she pleads with him. "Baby girl, I do trust you. You know that," he murmurs, his thumb gently caressing her cheek. "But Nonna keeping secrets, about something this big... it worries me. I don't want anything to jeopardize what we have." He pauses, searching her eyes. "If Nonna's not upset, then what is it? What are you both keeping from me?"

"I told you: It's not my secret to tell..." she says with a concerned, pleading look. "Daddy, this secret... you remember what you told me about what Chad did to me? How it was my secret to tell on my own time? This is like that. No one hurt Nonna, but it's her secret to tell on her time.

Vincent sighs and he gives in. Vincent chuckles, a small smile playing on his lips. He can see the stubbornness in Rose's eyes, the determination to keep Nonna's secret safe. "Alright, baby girl. I get it. You're loyal to Nonna, and I respect that." He pauses, his eyes locked on hers. "But you have to promise me one thing."

"No," she says to his surprise.

Vincent's brow furrows slightly at Rose's firm refusal. "Rose, please. Just promise me that if anything ever puts you in danger, you'll come to me. I need to know you're safe, no matter what." His voice is low and sincere, his gaze unwavering. "I can't lose you, baby girl. You mean everything to me."

"Daddy, neither Nonna or Nonno would ever do anything to hurt either of us..." She says before kissing him deeply.

He wraps his arms tightly around her waist and deepens the kiss as he pulls her close. "Baby Girl..." he says in a husky whisper, his body betraying his worry and stress, giving into her touch. His hips and growing erection involuntarily grind against her crotch. "What are you doing to me?"

"Distracting you..." she giggles before she kisses him again. "Is it working?" she asks as she feels his erection straining against her pussy.

Vincent lets out a low groan as Rose grinds against him, his hands moving to caress her hips. "That's my girl," he murmurs, his voice thick with desire. "You feel so good wrapped around me." His lips find hers in a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth as his grip tightens. "I want you, Rose. I need you..." he whispers against her skin, his breath hot and ragged.

"Good thing I'm so fucking wet right now," she giggles.

Vincent's eyes flash with excitement as Rose's words hang in the air, his fingers digging gently into her hips as he presses her closer. "Oh, baby girl... you're killing me," he growls, his voice low and husky. "I can feel how wet you are, and it's driving me crazy." He lifts his head, his eyes locking onto hers as he speaks in a urgent whisper. "I need to taste you, Rose. I need to feel your sweet pussy wrapped around my tongue." His lips brush against her ear, sending shivers down her spine. "Can I, baby? Can I lick your beautiful pussy right now?"

"Mmm, that's one request I'll never say no to..." she says as she slowly stands, then crawls onto the bed and lays on her back. She bends her knees and spreads her legs for him. "Come and get me, Daddy..."

Vincent's eyes darken with desire as Rose lays back on the bed, an eager smile spreading across his face. "That's my good girl," he murmurs, his voice thick with need. "You know I can never resist you." Without another word, he slides down her body, his lips trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses along the way. When he reaches the juncture of her thighs, he pauses, gazing up at her with unbridled lust. "I can never get enough of that sweet pussy of yours, baby girl," he growls, before burying his face between her legs, his tongue delving deep into her slick folds.

"Mmm... fuck! Daddy!" she writhes and moans. Her entire body coming alive at the feel of his tongue inside of her.

Vincent's tongue is a blur of motion, lapping up her juices as he feasts on her pussy. He's in total heaven, his cock throbbing with desire as he explores every inch of her sweet, wet flesh. "Mmm, baby girl... you taste so good," he moans, his voice muffled against her skin. "I could eat you all day, every day." He pauses, his tongue probing the entrance to her pussy, then slips inside, his eyes locking onto hers as he begins to fuck her with his tongue. "You like that, don't you?" he asks, his voice husky with desire. "You like it when I eat you out?"

"Fuck yes! Uhn! Daddy, I love your tongue in my-ah!! My pussy! I love it when it makes me cum!" She can feel his hands hold her hips in place, knowing if they weren't she'd be bucking against his mouth. When he slips two fingers inside her and his mouth focuses on her clit, she practically screams, "Oh fuck! Daddy!! Ngh! I'm gonna cum!!"

Vincent lets out a deep, guttural groan, the vibrations sending delicious tremors through Rose's body. "That's right, baby girl, cum for Daddy," he growls, his tongue lashing her sensitive clit as his fingers slide into her soaking pussy. "I want to feel you clench around me, to hear you scream my name." He increases the pace, his movements becoming more frenzied as he chases her orgasm. "Come on, Rose... let go for me!"

"Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! DADDY!" she screams as she cums. Her back arches, her hands grip the sheets, and her legs tremble. "Daddy!!"

Vincent's tongue pumps harder, his fingers curling deep inside her as he milks her orgasm for every last drop. He's right there with her, his own body trembling with desire as he feels her pussy clamp down around him. "Yeah, baby girl... cum for me," he moans, his voice hoarse with need. "I love watching you lose control." As she finally begins to relax, he slows his pace, his tongue lapping gently at her clit as he brings her back down from the peak. "You okay, baby?" he asks, his voice low and soothing. "Did I make you cum hard enough?"

She nods and pants, "Uh-huh... fuck!" She watches him wipe the corners of his mouth, then grin at her. "Fuck me, Daddy..."

Vincent's eyes flash with desire as Rose's words hang in the air, his cock twitching with anticipation. "Oh, baby girl... you want to get fucked, huh?" He grins, his voice low and husky with promise. "Well, I'm happy to oblige." With a smooth, practiced motion, he slides into her, his cock sinking deep into her warmth as he begins to move. "Mmm, yeah... you feel so good, wrapped around me," he moans, his voice full of pleasure. "I love being inside you, Rose."

Her back arches and she moans loudly "Ngh! I love being stretched by your cock! Ah! I feel like it's going to split me in half!"

Vincent lets out a deep, guttural groan at Rose's words, his hips snapping forward as he drives himself deeper inside her. "Fuck, baby girl... you feel incredible," he pants, his pace quickening as his need grows. "I'm going to fuck you so hard, you'll be begging for mercy." His hands grip her hips, pulling her onto his cock with every thrust. "But you love it, don't you?" he growls, his eyes blazing with lust. "You love being filled by Daddy's big, hard cock."

"Yes! Yes!" she moans loudly. "I love feeling your cock inside me! And your cum! Ngh!! Daddy! Breed me til I burst!"

Vincent's eyes flash with desire at Rose's words, his movements becoming even more frenzied as he chases his own orgasm. "Oh, baby girl... you're going to make me cum," he moans, his voice low and husky with need. "Your dirty talk is driving me wild." He pauses for a moment, his gaze locking onto hers as he speaks in an urgent whisper. "I'm going to fill you with my cum! I'm going to cum so hard inside you, Baby Girl. Fill you up until you're dripping with my seed." With a few more deep, punishing thrusts, he finally finds his release, crying out Rose's name as he empties himself into her willing body.

"FUCK!!" she screams as she cums. "Holy fuck..." she giggles and kisses him. "I love having sex with you, Daddy."

"Mmm and I love that I..." he kisses her lips, "can fuck you..." he kisses her neck, "and cum inside you..." he kisses the other side of her neck, "all I want..." he starts kissing down her neck to her shoulder, "and you..." he kisses between her breasts, "will never..." he kisses her left nipple, "ever..." he kisses her right nipple, "get pregnant."

Rose moans with every kiss and giggles when his beard tickles her breasts. "All the pleasure and none of the consequences."

Cervical cancer ran on Karen's side of the family. When Rose turned 14, the doctor had found signs of the cancer in Rose. The family had a discussion and Rose opted to have her cervix and uterus removed, but leave her ovaries behind.

"We can be as naughty as we want without a care in the world." He presses a soft kiss to her forehead, a sly grin spreading across his face. "Though I can't promise I'll be able to keep my hands off you. You're just too tempting, Rose."

"Mmm... I won't complain..." she moans as she feels his hands travel her body. "I like your hands on me."

"You're mine, Baby Girl, and I'm going to keep you satisfied; no matter what it takes," he says. He moves back up and kisses her lips before pulling her close. He takes her left hand and gazes at the engagement ring on her finger, making him smile. "I love seeing this on you, Rose."

"It is beautiful, Daddy," she looks up at him and smiles. "I love it and I love you."

Vincent's eyes light up with joy as Rose gazes adoringly at the ring. "I'm so glad you love it, Baby Girl. You deserve nothing less than perfection," he says before passionately kissing her. "I love you too; more than you could ever know."

The kiss for a few moments before the kiss breaks. Rose sighs happily, lays her head on his shoulder, then laces their fingers together; letting their fingers play with each other. "Daddy, you really need to take Nonna up on lunch tomorrow. You two need to talk."