Bruno X Camilo Novels & Stories

“I don’t need to belong. I just need to be faster than you.” Riccardo stood beside her. “Tell me, Lorenzo. How much did Bruno pay you to bleed me from the inside?” Lorenzo’s expression didn’t change, but his silence was answer enough. Riccardo gave a nod to Marco. In seconds, Lorenzo was dragged to his knees. “Last chance,” Camilla said. “Who else is involved?” “You’re making a mistake,” Lorenzo hissed. “You think you’re building something with him, girl? He’ll bury you the second you become a liability.”

"Did you forget something?" "What?" Carmelo frowned. I pointed to Bruno, who had already silently begun organizing his racquet. "You haven't apologized to him yet. You wrongly accused him in front of so many people. Don't you owe him an apology?" Not far away, Bruno paused, looking up. "Where did you come from? Don't delay our training. Everyone who's not involved, get out," Carmelo spat, storming off. I pressed my lips together, quietly wiping his saliva off my face. Bruno gave a barely noticeable smile, but I caught it.

He had a kind face and an air of quiet efficiency about him. He didn't let her speak before he introduced himself. "Please, just take it easy." "Do I know you?" Camila scowled. "I'm Bruno, Sir Antonio’s personal assistant," he said, and that's when the recognition clicked. "Where is Antonio?" Camila blurted out, her voice raspy, every word felt like a struggle. Bruno's expression softened. "We're working on getting him out, Ms. Camila. His legal team is all actively working on his release. He should be with you very soon."

" Cleopatra . " I knew this was coming because Bruno was pro Massa and Anti Luca . In my defense I was half and half so he couldn't take me however he could also not attack and territory that wasn't his so he came to the house in his capacity as a cop and not my friend because I've been friends with him for a very long time as long as I've known Michelangelo I've been friends with Bruno and he is an affable guy so it confuses me that he's working with a man that I really don't like.

Currently, I’m serving drinks on one of the four round sectionals, accommodating about ten club-goers where Camilo and his friends are. “On the main floor,” I replied curtly. I knew they broke up because he cheated on her. It’s an ugly breakup, and I’m definitely judging the guy even though I knew little about him. I’m biased that way. Maya became more of a sister to me like Tina. “Tell her to serve our table,” he commanded in a gruff voice. From what I gathered, Camilo is from a family who owns a winery here in Las Mencía. The petite, dark-haired girl wrapped around his body doesn’t seem to mind that her boyfriend is looking for another girl while he’s with her.

Blood gushed out from his attack and every members panicked in great fear. Cassio fell on the ground but he was still breathing. " Get him up " Maximo ordered no one in particular but two members quickly obey him. They get cassio who was now breathing hard to his feet unsteadily. Maximo sighed frustratedly as he pulled out his cellphone which he extended to Marco. " Connect the video to the TV, let's watch together " Marco quickly did as he was told and every members of the Santinos family watched the clear story of how cassio had blow up South Villa.

Salvatore. Both Bruno and I had our doubts and suspicions about each other. Bruno believed that I may have acted on my jealousy of Elena and Deangelo's relationship and hired someone to harm Deangelo impulsively. On the other hand, I entertained similar suspicions about Bruno. The tension between us had become unbearable, and I could no longer endure the uncertainty. It was time to confront Bruno and seek answers. With a mix of apprehension and determination, I made my way to Bruno's residence. The atmosphere was charged with an underlying tension as I approached his grand estate.

“This one’s almost done. The big one, Bruno, he’ll crush the kid. No one bets on the skinny bastard.” I leaned forward, eyes narrowing as I studied the young fighter’s footwork, quick and precise. “You’re wrong, caro,” I said, voice sharp. “The kid’s got fight in him. He’ll win.” Henri laughed, shaking his head. “You’re dreaming, Catalina. Bruno’s a machine.” Dante’s low chuckle rumbled beside me, his hand squeezing my thigh. “Care to bet, Henri?” Below, the fight turned brutal. Bruno charged, a bellowing bull, slamming a fist into the kid’s ribs, sending him staggering into the cage.

My cheeks heat up, and I peer to look at Santino, who has the same Stoic expression he normally has. “ Maximo, let the girl go!” Santino glares at his brother, who pauses. Maximo stops his advances and pulls away completely. I breathe out in relief and I look at Santino, who has the tiniest smile tagged on his lips. Oh! So he can smile. Maximo takes out a cigar and blows on the tip, instantly lighting it up. I can't help but stare in awe, he always amazes me with his tricks, while Santino keeps his hidden.

“Fine.” “Thanks big bro, I love you!” “The feelings aren't mutual.” Rosella smirked. “If I was Cam Cam over here, what would you give as your response? Huh?” Leonardo immediately coughed and so did Camila. “I have to go.” “I have to go.” The duo spoke at the same time and Rosella immediately bursted into a fit of laughter. “Ah yes, you both are excused, haha.” The Following Day.. Camila Vincento