Camilo X Bruno Novels & Stories

“Take the invoices off the counter, call everyone with work due and tell them I’ve had a family emergency. You tell your mum I’ll pay you double. Lock up at six. Don’t touch anything in the back cage or you’ll grow a third ear.” Alex caught the keys and stared at them like they might detonate. “Are you… are you going to war?” Bruno grinned. “Nah, mate. I’m going shopping.” “Shopping for what?” Bruno nodded at the open crates. “Peace and quiet.” Alex swallowed and nodded far too seriously. “Okay. Um. Godspeed.” “Wrong religion,” Bruno said. “But I’ll take it.”

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

Until one day, I saw Bruno outside the iron gates of the Vitale estate. His eyes were bloodshot, his face covered in stubble. He looked like he hadn't slept in a week. The moment he saw Lorenzo and me walk out hand in hand, the color drained from his face. "Liliana!" He rushed forward, but Lorenzo's bodyguards immediately blocked his path. "Let me talk to her!" Bruno struggled desperately. "Just five minutes!" Bruno stood before me, and then he dropped to his knees with a heavy thud. Everyone around was stunned. The underboss of the Marino family, on his knees in public.

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.

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."

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.

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.”

Bruno said at loud. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," came De Mario from behind with a gun. Pop! They shot themselves. ********** Marco was still chasing after Isabella, before he could get to them they were in a car and driving off. So he went back into the house to give Bruno backup, they have suffered casualty as all his men where killed. When he came into the house, he saw Bruno on the floor holding his arms trying to keep pressure where De Mario shot him. De Mario wasn't there either he ran away.

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.

" 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.