De Donde Es Romeo Santos Novels & Stories

Santos Rome could be a real jerk sometimes. It didn’t help that he was very handsome, and women fell all over him. He was a well-known and renowned playboy. He left the country six years ago, and I had already made peace with the fact that he would never return—that I would never set eyes on him again. Santos was the one man on earth I swore never to have sex with. It was a vow I planned to keep until the day I took my last breath. “What are you doing here?” I asked, composed. When did he get back to town, anyway?

His approach seemed a bit violent. "I apologize for that, Doctor. Trust me, it wasn't intentional. I was just overwhelmed by the situation,' He quickly apologized to avoid creating a bad impression. “That's fine,” the Doctor waved it off. He introduced himself as Doctor Fernando Ortega. He also asked Romeo to state his reason for coming. “I'm Romeo Santos. I got a call that my wife rushed my son to your hospital. Please, can I see them now? What exactly happened to my son?” Romeo attacked with a thousand questions.

These were some of the fiercest men, and I was lucky to have them at my back. “I already heard that fucker talk about his sick business with the Colombians,” Nico spat out. “Raphael has a good poker face.” “Perfect,” I muttered. I had set the trap with the help of the Colombians. Raphael Santos was my friend, too, and he recently came into ruling Florida after his father and eldest brother were killed. Lombardo Santos and his eldest son Vincent worked with the Romanos and with Cassio and Luca’s father Benito King in trafficking. Raphael was against trafficking women, so it worked out that Vasili Nikolaev’s brother, Sasha, killed Raphael’s eldest brother and father. Clean sniper shot to the b

he muttered and I could hear the keys on his lap top clicking. "Its a priest called Father Colm Roche he resides in the Basilica of San Clemente. The Church has conections to the Irish Dominicans. Its one of the older churches of Rome not far from the coliseum." he told me. "Good to know."I sighed. "How is everyone?" I asked "Great, we miss you two but I am getting good reports Daphne you two are doing an excellent job." he praised me. "How is Danny and Sage?"

The names Santos and Morano never mixed as both families have been enemies for centuries. The city of Rome often saw scenes like these ever since the Santos arrived. Rodrigo Santos was soon to be crowned king of the underworld, however he found himself unable to forget the girl he'd collided with on the road. Her dark eyes remained fixed in his memories for a long time that he promised himself he would see her again. Meanwhile inside the Morano mansion, Enzo Morano was enraged at the fact that the men he had sent had not been able to capture Rodrigo Santos, instead the Santos men had used it as a diversion to steal his consignment of gold that had just arrived at the city ports.

If they was anyone Angelo feared like he was being set on fire, it was these men. Their mere name used to send him into a fit of manic behavior which he always took out on me. I met them only once in my lifetime and I'd never forget it. I heard about them again when I first married Rino. Grace told me a lot about them but then they were at war with the Garcia's. “They're not from here though." I noted quietly and he stared at me before nodding. “It's tradition. The Santis are originally from here so the bride wanted to have her wedding here, close to her dead father." Rino sounded even more bored as he spoke like the sentiments behind the entire thing was an inconvenience to him.

I absolutely despise the feeling that someone has made a fool out of me; more than the emotional pain, I feel as though my pride has been hurt as a result of what has happened. I mean, come on, I'm Romano Santiago for crying out loud; I always get what I want and who I want, and nobody dares to take what's mine. I continued driving without any clear destination in mind, and then I realized that I was somewhere in Quezon City, where a lot of bars are operating. I decided to go to the closest bar, and as soon as I was seated, I summoned the server to place my order. "Bottle of Scotch," I said.

None of his two colleagues were doing great either. " I agreed with the idea of introducing another monster " Santana said gently. His grey hair was neatly combed and his suit were pressed and neat but that doesn't makes him less sad and downcast. " Who is this man you have arranged to go after Konstantin Dmitri? " For some seconds Mattia didn't speak as he took his time to reply. " Maximo Santino " Stunned totally by Mattia's response, Santana and Carlos shared a horrified glance. " You are kidding, why would you call in a Mafia Boss into this? " Carlos asked shakily but he didn't wait for Mattia to reply before he continues " Maximo Santino is a wanted criminal in every countries. You can'

I opened the first page. The Roma's are a very rich and influential people in the whole of italy, they are half America and half italian, there own the biggest Wine producing company here in italy and have more company's, the Roma's Only heir Dante Roma born on the 14 of December 1990 is the only surviving member of the family and is the CEO of over 7 big product company and industries, well known and influential. I paused. Dante is an orphan? He doesn't have a family, maybe that's why he's so mean. I bet he doesn’t knows what being a family guy is.

Ace kissed her cheek before walking to where his brothers stood. “you look beautiful” he whispered, the moment she stood in front of him. Camila grinned. “you don’t look too bad yourself” she replied earning a small chuckle from him. “we are gathered here to witness the marriage of Roman Romero and Camila Santiago” the priest started. He read all the marriage rites and had the couple repeat after him, he led Camila in her vows but when it was Roman’s turn, he pulled out a paper from his pocket. He’d written special vows.