Bruno X Camilo Novels & Stories

Camilo said as he walked onto the back patio. His eyes were alight in the afternoon sun. His lips turned up in a smile. When he saw me laughing, he rolled his eyes but his smile grew wider. "Please, no! They are going to fucking shoot themselves at this rate! Get someone else to clean the guns. Fucking hell, I'll do it myself, just don't send them to clean them!" Brandon pleaded. Somehow this sparked even more laughter in me and Rafael. Sent both of us spiraling deeper into our fit. Camilo only gave us a side glance and sighed. Shoved his hands into his pockets.

Bruno nodded in acquiescence, his loyalty to Alejandro unwavering. Alejandro strode away, leaving Bruno to handle Sally. He checked his wristwatch and noted that it was half past nine in the evening. With the newfound information, he felt confident that he and his twin brother were one step closer to fulfilling their longstanding vow: the assassination of Salvador Morello, their most formidable adversary.

He wore a red shirt on a white shirt and a palm. My Goodness. He's hot, damnit. He halted before me and stretched out his hand. He introduced himself, "Hi, I am Skylar's trainer. I am Bruno." "Hii…" My breath hung in the air as I watched him, grinning, "I am Valerie, Skylar's best frien-" "Skylar's best friend. The beautiful one." He interrupted with a smile. I smiled back and released his hand and patted the empty seat beside me. Bruno sat beside me and just stared at the neat garden.

**Coward. **Bruno took down two men with precision shots.** “Watch your left!” I shouted at him just as another of Elena’s men aimed his gun. Bruno spun, firing a clean shot to the man’s shoulder, making him drop his weapon. “Thanks, boss!” he called, his voice gruff. A crash echoed as one of the crates toppled over. **Alex was in a struggle.** I turned just in time to see one of Elena’s men rush him. **They collided hard.** The gun slipped from Alex’s grip, skidding across the floor. The man, built like a tank, threw a punch that Alex barely dodged, then another.

She attacked my lips and in a swift move, she was straddling me, her hands in my hair. Camila, Camila, Camila. Camila Brinx- Camorra. Deep, open mouthed kisses, mixed with the cool air of the night, a dream. Our lips felt perfect against each other, she felt perfect in my arms. The sound of the ocean now rushing, or maybe that was my blood rushing through my veins, kick starting my adrenaline. Whenever I'm with Camila, it's like a fever dream.

Helena asks nervously, pulling Marcelo's arm. "Finding you a suitor, sis," he responds with a smile. "Marcelo!" the lady seated next to him scolds, tugging at his shirt in vain. "Please, don't do this to your sister." "What's your name?" Marcelo asks. "Bruno." "Do you want to be someone's boyfriend for a 'happy birthday'?" Marcelo asks Bruno. "I accept." Bruno surprises everyone at the table with his response.

" I felt like an idiot when he asked me that That's when I realized how cheap I have been Andre got up and fought back but it's useless This time Bruno didn't even touch him,he stood staring like me motionless He continued hitting Bruno,the security came and took him away ,Stacy left with him "Call me.. Bruno" She whispered , showing the call me hand sign,and left We both stood there frozen staring at eachother "You have no right to ask me that question!" I started,my fingers shaking nervously "Am sorry I didn't mean to make you cry"he replied with his calmest voice He replied looking at the floor

{Abebi } "Are you out of your mind?" Mac Allister's words carried both disbelief and a hint of anger. He understood the danger we were in, yet he stood his ground. Bruno, however, seemed to revel in the chaos, his intentions revealed by his chilling response. "I have always waited for this day," he declared, his voice dripping with malice. My heart pounded in my chest as Bruno's finger tightened around the trigger. I closed my eyes, bracing for the worst, but instead, a gunshot echoed through the air. I cautiously opened my eyes to see Bruno lifeless on the ground, blood staining the earth beneath him.

Bruno forced a polite smile at Kai who had been gushing over him since he walked in, feeling a rush of discomfort as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Thanks, uh... who are you?" "Kai! I'm Kai,the make up artist!" the makeup artist chirped. "And I'm here to work my magic on you today! I can't wait to see how amazing you'll look!" "Right, Kai," Bruno replied, trying to maintain a friendly tone despite his unease. He glanced at Jessie, silently pleading for support. "Looks like Kai's a fanboy. He is, you know... he likes what he likes," Jessie winked.

Chapter Fifty Two : Trip To Spain Four Veronica’s POV As I stood there, frozen in fear, Bruno's eyes narrowed, his gaze fixed on Carlos's retreating back. "Vince Decalibo," he muttered, his voice low and menacing. "He thinks he can play me, but he's wrong. I'll show him who's boss." Suddenly, his phone rang, shrill in the silence. Bruno answered, his voice curt. "Yes, Vince. I know you're watching. But you'll never take me down."