Chibi Romano Mga Nobela at Kwento

How, in seeing images of Antonio Romano on television, did I ever miss that he’s Christian’s father? “So,” Antonio Romano says, his voice slow and rumbling with anger like it’s his natural state. He leans back in his chair, the muscles in his huge, powerful shoulders rolling like a predator at ease. I gulp as his eyes move slowly over me in the same way that Giana’s did, taking in every inch. “This is the little girl that’s been giving us so much trouble.”

Aria White- ANGELO ROMANO. That was his name, the scary man from the restaurant who happens to be her boss, Aria found out that he was a very popular man and a very grumpy man too. A lot of people said that they have never seen him smile before or that he hardly talks. All he does is glare and groan at people like an Alpha Wolf. Aria's heart is still racing a bit after her encounter with the boss. As she tries to refocus on her work, she can't help but wonder about him. Who is he, and why did he come to the office?

“Oh? Who do you hate, hmm? Can you tell this old friend of yours?” Arman startles and quickly turns toward the direction of the voice, A lone figure in a dark cape walks out of the shadow behind the water tank and walks toward Arman who is trembling non-stop when he sees the face of the newcomer. This figure has a handsome face and confident smile as if all the things in the world belong to himIf Zhu Wushang were to be here he would remember this face, It’s the face of Romulus, the Last Emperor of the Roman Empire. But this time, He has black sclera and glowing red eyes, the clear sign of the one who was infected with the virus.

Her hands fight for a hold on my back as her tits rub against my chest. Her eagerness, her willingness is going to send me over the edge. But I need to get her there first. “You want to come on this cock, Moya Roza?” “Please,” she begs, and I feel the plea in my dick. Next time she begs me, it’s gonna be from her knees. I move my mouth until my lips are just brushing against hers. “Please, who?” I demand. “Who am I?” She tries to pull me closer. “You’re my Roman .”

"Romeo!" Marco snapped at the blonde man in front of him. The man he had known for decades and was a friend. Marco and Romeo had an internship together when both of them graduated from college, Romeo was more fortunate than him ... because, at the internship, he met his mate and was immediately 'mated.' Since then, Romeo has been an Alpha in his father's pack.

Looks: 5’7, White, brown round eyes, wrinkles, brown short hair always on a ponytail, slim. Family: Raphael Lockwood (boss, like a son) / Robert Smith (husband) / Isbella (Tammy) Smith (daughter) Friends: N/A Romeo Karkov (62) Job: Leader of the Russian mafia Raphael’s biggest enemy Personality: despicable, unfaithful, rude, dangerous, womaniser, disrespectful Looks: 5’7, White greasy hair, Fat, wrinkles, with uneven teeth. Scar on the right side of his face, green eyes.

“ Maximo Romano. You are? “ The man greeted. I made sure he saw my left hand as I greeted back. “ Brianna, Trentino. “ I introduced “ Ah, the famous Brianna. I have a feeling we will be great friends,” he said but I didn’t like the mischievous look on his face. Romano chuckled and gestured for Maximo to go to his side. He placed his hand around Maximo’s shoulder and a look of pride flashed his face.

“Friends, whiskey, jealousy, beauty, la perfezione.” India tilts her head. “Jealousy?” He nods toward me. “Our Roman is a statue carved by angels, impossible to move, but when he cracks, the whole world trembles.” She hides a smile. “I think it’s cute.” Fabiano slaps his knee. “Carina! Did you hear that, fratello? Cute!” “Keep talking and I’ll test your swimming skills,” I deadpan. For a few minutes, the conversation mellows. The wind hums. The city glows faintly on the horizon.

************************* INDEX: Io triumphe - hail the triumph Roma victoria- Rome victoriou Euge - bravo/well done Io io io - similar to huzzah Vivas imperator - long life to the commander Vivas Roma - long live Rome Dii immortales - immortal gods Io imperator - hail to the commander Vale Germanicus - hail Germanicus Euge Germanicus - bravo/well done Germanicus Vale imperator - hail commander Vivas Germanicus - long life to Germanicus stola - a dress for married women cubiculum - a room (^_^) (we all know where this is going hehe)

He dusted his hands like he’d just taken out the trash. I stared at him, stunned, heart pounding. “Who are you?” He walked toward me, slow enough not to scare me, eyes steady on mine. Up close, his presence was sharp and quiet, the kind that didn’t need to shout to own a room. “Luca Romano,” he said simply. Romano. The name punched through me like thunder. I’d heard it whispered in Dante’s world. The Romanos weren’t just anyone. They were his rivals. His enemies. The other half of the city’s blood.