Chibi Romano Novels & Stories

I managed to get myself up into a sitting position and I noticed how much my knees ached. “Shh. Don’t worry, everything’s going to be okay, I promise. I’m Roman.” He had a kind face and strong features that didn’t seem to hold an ounce of malice, which confused me. What was he doing there? I couldn’t say anything in response, the gag making it hard to swallow, let alone speak. Even so, I could feel the chattering of my teeth. With his hand he beckoned me forward. “Come on, it’s okay. I just want to help.”

I looked up to see him already staring at me "..No ..sir I won't ...then she is forgiven I guess?" Manager looked expectantly at him "fu perdonata nel momento in cui posai gli occhi su di lei" (She was forgiven the second I laid my eyes on her) I gave him a confused look as he passed me a small smile He held out his hand for me to shake I again wiped my sweaty hand on my apron and held it out shaking his large strong ones. "Nice meeting you Bambino...I am Alessandro Romano" "I am...Sapphire Brown Mr Andro"

She asked. "Yes. Mr Romeo." "So you want to keep pretending you don't know me Leo?" He said, ignoring my outstretched hand. "You look like one of my workers, Pablo, but I just don't want to be too forward," I replied. He scoffed. "I respected you before, but after you left her, my respect for you went down the drain. Has it ever occured to you to ask for my name? Pablo is just a nickname I've grown to love. My name is Romeo Sebastiano, that's supposed to ring a bell to you " . With that, he pulled out Emily's chair and sat on it.

"Remember what I do to people who piss me off, Romano. To those who touch my property. Don't forget, I can do it to you, too." For a split second, something in Romano's expression faltered, but he quickly masked it with a grin. He picked up a cherry from the fruit bowl on his desk, spat the pit into the garbage, the sound echoing in the room. "Don't worry, Julius," he nearly purred, "I'll take excellent care of your little sister." Once Julius left, Romano grinned at Jenny, a smile spreading completely across his face. He gave her another assessing look and popped a cherry into his mouth. Jenny noticed a small drip of cherry juice on his chin and looked away.

he whispered. "Your heartbeat itself is a work of art." Luna's black eyes caught the candlelight as she cocked her head slightly to follow him. "Then perhaps you are being deceived by your imagination." He made a low, menacing laugh under his breath. "Defiance already?" He moved to stand behind her, his gloved fingers brushing against her shoulder. "You're pushing limits you don't fully comprehend." She stopped breathing. "Perhaps I learn more quickly than you realise." In the enormous mirror in front of them, Roman's image glowed dimly. His visage was expertly chiselled, aristocratic, and nearly too flawless for a violently governing beast. Sharp cheekbones darkened by flickering light; bla

“Ho⁠w‌ could you not kno‌w‍ he ha‌d a twin?” “He told me his name was Romano,” I choked. “Nikolai Romano.” ⁠His grip tightened then l‌oosened. “‍Romano?” he rep‍eated sl‌owly. For the first time‌, something⁠ flickered across hi‍s⁠ face. It was not rage but confusio‍n. He stepped back abruptly, dragging⁠ a chair closer and sitting down, his eyes never leav‌ing mine.

Fabian was humming as he walked into the building. His face was bright and open, without the usual furrowed brows his employees were accustomed to seeing. The employees’ faces showed their astonishment when they saw a small smile on his lips. They found it hard to believe that "The Beast," as they called him, was now smiling at every employee he passed by, humming a tune as if it were truly a wonderful day. Everyone was in awe as they witnessed, for the first time, Mr. Romano putting on even the slightest smile.

Romano said, his voice cold and oozing with authority, causing the people around us to shrink away in silence. Romano walked to my side and kissed my forehead, apologizing for Seraphina's actions like a sweet husband. I noticed the people's attitudes change after seeing that. Maybe that was enough to erase any doubts Seraphina's words had planted in their minds. They must have thought Romano would be insane to act so affectionate toward me if what Seraphina said was true. I had thought that too. But Romano was a psychopath. A monster far worse than any of us could imagine.

Roman wanted to ask for his daughter back but he knows that took great to ask for now. "I will make sure no harm comes to her, how else would I enjoy such a kind gesture from you." Dante smiled and Roman felt like smashing his face. Roman Ricci has always been the rival of the Russo family but no one has gotten to him as much as Dante. In their line of business, Dante is the youngest but also the smartest and cruelest. Dante has successfully taken control of more than half of the city and it was because of fear of Dante having everything that made Roman Ricci take over the government project.

“At least tell me your name.” “Bianca.” “I’m Roman Rutherford. Call me Roman.” He extended a hand. I shook it, noting the strength in his grip. “Nice to meet you.” He smiled, stepping closer. “You're being mean because you’re here with your husband?” “I’m not married. I just want to be alone,” I said, firm, cautious. “I know you’ve got a lot going on. I just want to understand,” he said softly. I hissed, brushing past him. “The worst mafia aren’t the arrogant ones, they’re the charming ones.”