Novel & Cerita Anna Romano

he said simplistically. "Paris!" I exclaimed. "Let's go to Paris!" "Paris it is," he replied. "And if anyone asks, I'm an Italian rogue living in America and my name is Romano De'Meritchi and you are um...my cousin and your name is... Eleonora De'Meritchi." "Eleonora De'Meritchi...got it," I repeated just before my phone started ringing. "Leo's calling. Why would he be calling?"

I raise my voice slightly while he trembles. "It's a Mafia case! Your specialty." He snaps back earning a scrowl from me. "Even though..." I trail off running my fingers through my hair in annoyance. I can't even get some rest?! I needed a fucking vacation! "I'm sure you'd like this case. It involves the famous Mafia Queen." He pressed on and my ears perk up at the sentence. "You mean Arianna?" "Yes." Arianna Romano. The deadliest and the most terrifying woman in the whole of America. She's so mysterious no one has ever seen her face. Be it covering up with a veil or wearing a mask, she makes sure her identity is hidden whenever she's out killing people.

This was it, this was all that they needed to conclude that she was turned by roman for sure. “What’s your name? do-do you have one” Roman finally spoke after making Lucas doing all the talking, her eyes diverted to whom she thought was the sexiest man she had even laid eyes on. To her he seemed perfect and almost not real. “Harley” she answered sharply and Roman was quiet for a while “I’m Roman and this is my best friend Lucas” Roman introduced himself and Lucas gave a quick wave with a nervous but welcoming smile. She nodded softly, “Thanks for bringing me here but I need to go home” she tucked her hair behind her ear softly

I asked. Her smile was slow and sharp, green eyes bright. “You must be Elena,” she said in perfect English, faint Italian accent curling around the words. “I am Isabella Romano. I heard Valerio had someone special staying here. I wanted to bring a small New Year gift.” My stomach dropped. Romano. I had heard the name once, months ago, whispered by staff. An old flame. Powerful family. Someone Valerio had ended things with years before. I kept the chain on. “That is kind, but he is not home right now.”

He laughed, as the faux announcer shifted closer, and Reena blinked twice in surprise; the only acceptable expression of surprise from an agent. Mr Romano was cheerful and tall with an extremely lean frame. He was also dark, and the tattoos that twisted over his arms also curled their way around his bald head, and his eyes were shaped into narrow slits. “Caelan! About time.” He laughed, as they both clasped hands, and he nodded to the waiter. An act that brought him over faster than Reena could blink.

Rage flew by me but the most significant emotion was confusion. How on earth did this woman beat up men who were twice her size? Where did she learn how to fight? How did she fight so well? If I wasn't curious before I sure was now. 'Boss you called.' Angelo stated as he walked in. 'I want to know where Reina Romano will be today,' I demanded. '.... Sure.' he hesitated. Within the next hour, he came back and told me that she would be in her hotel. She's probably trying to buy land since I cut the deal off with me.

She hasn't stopped crying for a second. "Anna that girl just played with you. She is an enemy. How foolish can you be?" Mrs. Romano said. "She tricked you and you gave away your brother's secrets and all the information related to their business. Do you not know that your brother worked hard day and night to build this empire on his own? How can you be so stupid?" What the hell is Mrs. Romano saying? Now I officially hate her. Did Anna have sex with a woman? From listening to them I think the answer is yes.

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.

She asks sweetly and I happily nod my head while Lucas just stares at her. “So to start with the most obvious one. No, I am not his sister, we just work together.” She answers and my eyes widen. “Oh god. Don’t tell me you work in IT.” I say as I remember Carter telling me his ex-used to work with him. “Oh, so you did tell her about Angela.” She teases Lucas and he just rolls his eyes, “No, I am not Angela, his ex and to put you at ease. I am happily married with a kid. Lucas and I are just coworkers. Well, I am his boss actually.”

It was a woman. Blonde. Elegant. Cold as glass. Amara opened the door a crack. “Yes?” The woman smiled thinly. “You must be the American.” “And you are?” “Bianca Romano,” she said. “Luca's fiancée.” Amara blinked. Laughed. Once, disbelieving. “You've got the wrong apartment.” “No,” Bianca said sweetly. “I have the wrong timing.” She pushed past before Amara could stop her. Heels clicking on marble, she walked in like she belonged there. Her dress was designer, her perfume sharp enough to draw blood.