Bruno Encanto Age Novels & Stories

Maybe it was because my first boyfriend in high school ditched me for a girl. “Those bi-curious bastards.” I muttered to myself. A knock sounded on my door, distracting me from recounting my ugly high school experience. I opened the door to meet Bruno standing there. He wore a chef uniform this time. He was young, but I could still tell that he was older than me or Anthony, probably over 35. “I hope I'm not disturbing you.” He said as he noticed the slight look of being pissed on my face. I softened my gaze and forced a smile. “You're not.”

But it's hard to feel like she and I are like friends when Katharina keeps treating me like her boss. I walk over to the bed, and ignoring her 'you shouldn't do this' look, I help Katharina make up my bed. When we finish making my bed, she raises her hands to tell me something. “Bruno and his niece arrived early this morning. Magda is waiting for you to have breakfast together.” I raise my hands quickly to ask him a question. "How old is Bruno's niece?"I ask him. Katharina doesn't seem to know the exact age of Bruno's niece, since she remains pensive for a few seconds. But then you raise your hands and he answers me.

Selina was surprised, suddenly realizing: "This tea, you brought it?" "Yes!" Bruno answered, rubbing his brow with a somewhat melancholic expression, "Do I look that old?" Selina blinked. He wore a pure white shirt and trousers, perfectly pressed without a wrinkle, giving a clean, fresh impression. In fact, he was only six years older than Selina, not yet twenty-eight. "Haven't you heard the media's evaluation of you?" Selina studied him, seeing his puzzled expression, and softly laughed: "Young and capable, the nation's future hope!"

He was wearing a black suit, a formal attire for the dead. An embroidery of their mother's favorite kind of butterfly. Every year, they wore the same color with embroidery that resembled their mother's. "Brina! Snake!" Enzo threw a fake rubber snake at Sabrina. She screamed and ran to their mother. "Mooom!" She hid behind their mother’s back. "Enzo just threw me a snake." Enzo had been laughing out loud on those days. It was their 14th birthday. Their mother frowned at him while putting a hand on her hip.

Enzo mutters under his breath. I arch a brow. “What were you expecting?” He clears his throat. “I couldn't have imagined somewhere as gorgeous as this...” I smirk faintly and step past him. “Come on, we have stuff to do.” I head sraight to the meeting room, Enzo at my tail. Once I'm there, I push the door open and take in all three familiar faces. My inner circle. First is Bruno. Massive doesn’t even begin to cover his size. He looks like a tank with arms. His suit strains at the shoulders, hands folded neatly on the table like they couldn’t snap a spine in half if they wanted to. Which they always want to.

he explained, gently pulling her wrist away from him. He probably thought she was completely mental. Regina allowed herself to enjoy his soft touch for a moment before pulling away. She wasn’t about to develop a crush on a man she’d just technically assaulted. “If it’s your first day, that must make you Regina. I’m Bruno.” The man extended a hand in greeting, and Regina finally met his gaze as she took it. For a few seconds, she couldn’t breathe. Bruno’s eyes were a crystalline blue that practically sparkled when they met hers. His dark, nearly black, hair was parted on the left neatly and his jawline could probably cut a diamond.

He thought about the gypsy's prophecy and how it now seemed to be coming true. As he distanced himself from the party, Helena saw him and ran after him. She caught up to him and held his hand, concerned. “Bruno, what happened? Why did you leave like that?” Bruno looked at Helena and tried to find words to explain. “Helena, my mother just told me that my age on my birth certificate is wrong. I'm actually twenty-four, not twenty-five. The first part of the gypsy's prophecy... it's coming true, but I didn't want it to be like this.”

20 years Ago The world can be lovely, and it can be bitter sometimes. Bruno lost his parents he was just six years old. He was taken to foster homes, but he's too wise and too stubborn to be there. They couldn't handle his troubles and even control him. He's always causing problems and not caring about what the careers will say. A day came when he went away and never returned. By the age of fourteen, he found himself in Texas. That's where he has ever been and that's where he met De Mario.

"It's time for you to sing happy birthday to me!" "Enzo, you really do love this birthday thing." I smiled, putting my arm around Enzo's shoulders. "Auntie, I'm turning sixteen, now I'm Luna's age!" He was really excited. Ivy had been very generous in not letting Reynold's creepy behavior ruin Enzo's party.

Then her boy ,started peeking her cheek,he was happy he was able to mend his broken toy. "Awwww!!! cutie ,he is a sweetheart" I continued screaming happily "A big sweetheart"i said again,Beauty made him look into the screen. He chuckled looking at the video infront of him. "yes you are"I snapped at him, touching my tab screen ,as if to touch his face. "Please don't tell anyone about Bruno"Beauty said suddenly with a serious face "Bruno?"I asked confused. "I named him Bruno junior,he is currently a child model at our company"Beauty replied,and smiled sadly at her son.