Chibi Romano Novels & Stories

The firelight from the hearth flickered across his relaxed features, making him look impossibly calm, as though the chaos of everything that had happened was beneath his concern. He stretched his legs across the worn leather couch, one arm draped carelessly over the back, and met my gaze with a sly grin. “She’s your mate, Romano,” he said casually, tilting his head just enough to let the shadows from the fire play across his sharp cheekbones. “Go get her. It would seem she’s too fragile for me. I don’t want to break more of her… lovely tooth.”

It was Roman. Roman: Baby girl. I typed back quickly. Me: Is someone missing me already? He replied almost immediately. Roman: Yes. Man needs some cuddles. I grinned and texted back playfully. Me: Then beg. Roman: Pleaseeee. I laughed out loud. Me: Haha, beg some more. After a short pause, he replied: Roman: You’re teasing me now? You’ll be the one begging when you get back. My cheeks felt warm as I typed:

Dominic’s voice dropped. “They’re running the show. The labs. The chemicals. The whores. They branded this one.” He tapped the photo of the pale girl, the one that had been stuck in his head since the second he saw her. “Said she’s half-Italian. Nineteen. A virgin.” Matteo gave a low chuckle. “She won’t be after you’re done.” Dominic didn’t smile. But his jaw flexed. Romano pulled the folder closer. “Which one’s your pick, boss? You like the little one with the shaved pussy? Or the one with the big tits and the rope marks?”

~Ruby's POV~ “So what have you been doing all day?” I asked, closing the door behind me. “Mom!” Little Ruby squealed, running to hug me “Roman’s been helping us draw. Look!” She held up a page filled with a colorful creature. “Is this supposed to be Raphael from TMNT?” I said with a raised brow. “Yes, Mum.” I smiled faintly, ruffling her hair. “Looks like you’ve been busy.” Rhett stood up, holding out another drawing. “This one’s mine. Roman said it’s the best.”

His head fall back while laughing so hard, making his neck exposed. “Calm down, cousin. I have my own…” he look at the girl left in the doorway. “Come in, Chiara!” he ordered. The girl slightly jump on her place and quickly went to him. “Down,” he commanded. My jaw drops when without a question, Chiara kneels beside him. My heart skipped and my feet went cold. I am not comfortable seeing such a scene. Romeo smirk and playfully mess Chiara’s hair. “See? I do not need to touch yours,” he proudly says to Ryler. “Also, I think this girl is way more submissive than yours,” he added and grin at me.

hindi makapaniwala niyang tanong. "May tsokolate ka kasi sa gilid ng labi. Para kang bata kung kumain . . . Sa pagkakaalam ko, si Romana Lichauco ay pino at sopistikadang gumalaw. Mukhang nagkamali ako ng pagkakilala sa 'yo," pa-okray nitong sabi. Umangat ang kaniyang isang kilay. "Talagang hindi mo pa ako kilala kaya huwag ka ngang feeling close riyan!" pagtataray niya.

Grandma Romano pointed to the biscuits and warm drinks she had brought with her just now. When his grandmother came out from his room, Luciano called his confidant, Lombardi, to come in. The man, who was only seven years old younger from Luciano, had been working for a long time in the Romano company. He was agile, ruthless in clearing other people's businesses, and most importantly, loyal to Romano. Lombardi was a child who grew up in an orphanage owned by the Romano family and had vowed to serve Romano for his entire life. Luciano was helped a lot by the presence of Lombardi. "Signor, did you call me?" Lombardi entered quickly.

I rolled my eyes. Stefan stalked closer, wearing his casual jeans, hoodie, and an obnoxiously expensive pair of Valentino Garavani sneakers. "Happy 18th! You can now legally do stupid things," he told me, kissing a cheek. "You mean, following your footsteps?" "Bingo!" He winked and fished out a dark blue, long rectangular box out of his pocket. "Courtesy of mama." Mrs. Romano was a remarkable woman I had the pleasure to acquaint. She was as fierce as she was compassionate. When they say that: Behind every successful man is a woman—the statement speaks for itself when it justifies Alessandro Romano himself.

He's the son of Teofilo Romani, the founder of Mafia Romano. What is he doing here? "I'm really sorry Miss. I didn't mean to bump you, I was just in hurry and didn't see you" he uttered in a French accent tone. I creased my forehead and carefully look at him. This is my first time meeting him but I am not mistaken. I am sure that he is Phoebus Romani because I already saw his picture countless times. How come he looks different? I mean he looks innocent for someone who is a son of a Mafia Lord.

Romeo's explanation already reddened his eyes. "I've done all the Beta tasks so far. I am making the pack safe despite yesterday's obstacles. I've tried to make the people not in trouble, I've also helped all your work well, and lastly ..." Romeo pointed at the black ink list. "I've cleaned the rogue from every corner of the pack, without exception." There he pointed to Rena's name listed. Early fall, 2009. A small teenager entered the Southwest region. Name: Rena Schaci. Status: Rogue.