De Donde Es Romeo Santos Novels & Stories

Rome said while putting on his socks. Bridgette admiringly watched the very handsome tall man. Bridgette would have never thought she would be standing in a hotel room with a man who looks like Rome Martinez. Now the question is did she sleep with him? If she did, this would be her first Hispanic man.

"Your secretary called me, Mr. Romano. I don't have an update on the things you asked me to do." "There's no need to find her, De Santos. Gigi has been found. You were referred to me by Jackson Samaniego. May I know the name of the agency you work for?" "It's XYM agency, Mr. Romano," De Santos replied directly. Fabian's expression changed. He wasn't familiar with that agency, but he knew it was under a parent company, the Summit Group of Companies. The company was owned by Jose Diego Montenegro, or JD to his friends.

Santos. Despite her bravery, she was still vulnerable—a young woman, strong yet fragile, waiting for Alaric to reach her side. How terrified must she be right now? A moment later, Max returned. “Mr. Corrigan, we found that Mr. Santos’ grandson, from the southern part of the city, has been causing trouble since he was young. His relationships have always been volatile, and in high school, he drugged a girl, which led to… severe consequences. She even attempted suicide because of him.”

“That’s a stretch. Anyone could have a mole. Hell, I could show you ten people in this slum with the same mole.” The guy chuckled. “Smart woman. I like that.” I narrowed my eyes. “Alright then. If you’re really the one in this picture, you must know the boys in this picture. Tell us who they are and where that picture was taken.” “Easy,” he said smoothly, like he’d been expecting the challenge. “That picture was taken in Milan. Castillo Romano. The two boys? The one on the left is Valentino Romano, while the one on the right is Dante Lorenzo.”

He says simply, he's the only normal one and he's shy but he's a fun guy. "The other one is Carlos Mendez, we call him Bambi though." I point to Carlos who has his attention mostly on Camilla than any other person. I bite my tongue from saying anything. I don't know why I'm surprised, Carlos is a womanizer. "Sup." He says coolly. "The next person is Santiago Montez." "How do you do?" He says in a British accent. "Santiago grew up in England." "Oh!" Camilla and Derek say in unison.

Raphael rubbed his sore head and slowly sat up as he looked at Felipe and asked, "You know me?" Felipe walked over to the window and leaned against it as he let out a light laugh as he looked down. "You're the young master of Romero Song family in Beunos Aires,the director of the biggest hospital also in Buenos,can’t you remember anything?”Felipe finished and shook his head. What a pity. Raphael listened, still unable to recall any of his past, he thought of the fact that he was now badly injured, and thought that he wouldn't be able to leave this place for a while.

I needed to find a way to cancel tonight’s date without hurting his feelings. Romeo is an Italian who moved here from Spain. He has been in Verona for three years and knows the city better than I do. He offered to show me around at night, and I gladly accepted because I have been so bored in my hotel room after Alejandro leaves me at 7 p.m. every evening.

It was pitch black. Is something wrong? Should I call the doctor? Diego asked as Romeo winced holding his head. No, I am perfectly fine. Don't worry about me. Romeo said as he stood upright. Diego nodded his head and said ok but you seemed out of sorts just now what happened? nothing really I just thought I thought I felt something similar to this happened before but as long as nothing what's your name? my name is Diego I'm Romeo. I know, everyone knows your name you are the schools starboy and you are..... wow.

~Roman~ The last time I saw Romero was on his wedding day. I went with Abuela and on behalf of Abuelo José. I still remember that day perfectly in my head. The most beautiful woman of her generation, Isabelle Santillan, wore a mourning face on her wedding day. That’s how much she detested to wed this man. I wonder what happened to her. The last news I heard of her was that she moved to London the day after her wedding. This man is known for being a womanizer. I’m no saint, but this man is ten times worse.

Jefe de Maria De La Cruz, aunque ella no lo va a saber todavía. Lautaro Nicolás Romero, nacido el 20 de mayo de 1974, argentino, aunque de ascendencia alemana, tiene una estatura mediana, similar a la del cantante Robin Williams. Es el tipo de persona que cuanto más amable es contigo, más rápido debes correr, porque cuanto más rápido morirás, nunca te deja ver su verdadera apariencia emocional, si lo viste es porque ya estás muerto, antes teniendo bovinos y dedicándose a enfermar al mundo, era sicario, solía trabajar para el presidente argentino. No tiene estudios, solo sabe leer y escribir y su hijo, Emiliano Romero, lo es todo para él. Nunca se casó, pero vive con su esposa y juntos tienen