Bruno X Camilo Novels & Stories

Carlos only needed to meet Kyla. However, as he took the next turn, a strong fist was thrown, missing him by an inch. Carlos moved to shoot the attacker, but his gun was knocked away. Hands grabbed his collar and slammed him against the wall. His eyes met familiar ones. Bruno. “Hello, big guy,” Carlos smirked, slamming his elbow into Bruno’s joint and sending a kick to his chest. Bruno only staggered, his muscles tensing as he glared at Carlos. “I don’t know how you managed to escape, Raymond," Carlos adjusted his suit with a tug. "But I’m glad I can finally give you matching eyes.”

I sucked in air, my hand clenching on the railing to drag myself upright as mytwo brothers laid down hellfire. Camillo was roaring, stumbling behind a crate, firing back in return, but his shots were weak, unfocused-more desperation than skill. The metal echoed with the sound of clanging boots as Rafael forced his way forward, switching angles and making Camillo abandon cover with another precise shot, straight into his leg. Camillo screamed, falling to one knee. Smoke swirled around him. Blood pooled beneath him. But still-he laughed. A wet, broken sound. “You think you’ve won?

He pulled out his gold plated magnum from his jacket and aimed it at Mario’s head right in front of his men. Gabriel had decided to drive them to their home himself. He was making the last checks before driving off. Camila’s head was in the clouds as she stood there with her father. Bruno was relieved that his nightmare was finally over. She saw Michelle staring at her from a distance through a huge pair of sunglasses. Michelle had a look of pure hatred on her face. Camila was oblivious to her ill feelings toward her. Michelle strolled toward her without a hint of emotion on her face.

He took two steps away from her and turned away in frustration. "I knew it!" He said turning back to her disappointed but she was as confused. "Friends? Florentine? Thea? You amaze me Camilo." His voice was laced with anger. " Florentine works for these mafia men, you think she won't turn you over in a blink of an eye if a situation came up like that?" " Well she won't if you don't do anything stupid!" Camilo yelled back. Theo chuckled dryly. " Listen Camilo." He said grabbing her arm and looking rudely at her.

He replied. "Was that so hard?" Bruno asked. "Handle it DiCarlo" Bruno said and DiCarlo shot the other two men who were with Moreno, causing him to scream and fall to the floor screaming and crying. "You will find these people and you wi get both my money and the antique back or, your entire family will go for it and I find them and achieve the exact same results." Bruno bent down using his gun to remove the hair that had fallen across Moreno's face.

Marcel didn’t say a word, he didn’t object on his beta, and clearly his best friend, staying in the room. “Do you want to get something to drink?” He asked me, and I shook my head as I looked down at the man who I knew was fighting back his own blood. “Thank you for calling me.” I said, looking at Vladimir who nodded. “I should be the one thanking you for trusting me.” He said, watching as Marcel fought back his own demons tonight, fought back his pain and anger. Whatever had caused this trigger, I knew that it was not easy for him to control.

The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement. Dana was not planning to stay idle throughout her stay in California so she decided to research about the CRUZ company. It was created by the Cruz couple and when Manuel died, Henry took over as the CEO. Dana had to confess that she had been hearing of the CRUZ company in the past years during her stay in Italy. Their works were distributed worldwide and sold in many different countries. Their designs were superb and so were the paintings which were made by their first son.

Bruno felt his world stop the moment Travis Rodrigo was announced as the most eligible bachelor and the richest young man in the whole of Chicago. “This is not possible! Something has to be done to put an end to this charade” Enzo spat and turned to Bruno. “This title belongs to you Bruno… you've always earned it. So will you just sit back and watch some dude come snatch it from you? And of every dude, it has to be Travis?” Bruno shook his head. “I can't stay here anymore” he muttered. “Whatever the organizers had in mind before presenting him with this title… I'm leaving”

“You had the drop on a man who wasn’t even geared up for a fight, and his pregnant wife, and you couldn’t handle it?” “Marco fought like he knew we were coming,” Bruno said quietly. “It was like he was ready.” Damien’s eyes narrowed. “Ready?” He let the word hang in the air before stepping up close to Bruno. “So what you’re telling me is Marco De Luca smelled you idiots coming from a mile away and still made you run like rats.” Bruno clenched his fists but said nothing. Damien’s anger boiled over. “Get out of my sight,” Damien snapped. “Before I put you both in the ground for wasting my time.”

“Bruno, let me be clear... out of all four of you, Villion is the only one I will ever give the right to my body.” Bruno released a rough, unsteady breath, the sound heavy and raw as it escaped his chest. His composure wavered for just a fraction of a second before his expression hardened once more. “Really?” he said at last. "That won’t last long, Lila... That’s all you have. Because after those happy days, you think you’ll share together…” Bruno’s eyes narrowed as he fixed Lila with an intense, predatory stare. “…the three of us will use your body."