Fgo Romani Novels & Stories

“I’m good! I mean… nurse! No—I mean, I’m rarely here. But, uh, yes. Please. Maps? I can—I can help. Like, anytime. Every time. No time? Wow. What?” Kill me now. He lifted an eyebrow, amusement glinting behind those maddeningly perfect lashes. “Are you okay?” “Yes. Yes!” I finally said, forcing a nod so hard it nearly counted as whiplash. “So, I… I’m not always around, but when I am—I’d be happy to help. Really. Like… very happy. Stupidly happy, honestly.” Stop talking, Reina. Just stop. He grinned wider, and I swore the earth tilted a little. “Appreciate that,” he said. “I’m Roman, by the way. Roman Wolfe.”

Roman grunted from the driver's seat. Soloman turned his face slowly to look at his right-hand man. Roman's jaw was knotted with tension, the old gang tattoos rippling down the cords of his throat. He knew he was overstepping with the boss, but he chose to ask the question anyway. Roman had a pretty fucked up moral compass when it came to everyone in the world except one particular blond. And now, apparently, the woman that was fiercely loyal to Katie Pullman had wormed her way into his affections.

I heard Roman say behind me, I turned to him and went to hold his hand, pulling him toward me, and now we're standing holding hands in front of my father. "You're it?" dad says in a growl, he's scary, very scary really. "Dad, be nice, this is Romy," I say and then blush, I shouldn't have called him Roman, not Romy, but I didn't know what to do. "Hello sir, I'm Roman Black," Romy says next to me, introducing himself to dad. "Another Black," dad growls, his eyes were black, he's really angry and I don't get why.

“Fabiano.” Fabiano looked up with mock confusion. “Yes?” “Keep your hands where I can see them.” “Oh, come on,” he said, releasing my hand with exaggerated reluctance. “You really think I’d steal from you?” “Not from me,” Roman said coldly. “But I don’t trust you not to try to charm what isn’t yours.” “Touché.” Fabiano grinned, eyes gleaming. “Still possessive, I see.” I had no idea whether to laugh or run.

His head kind of reminded me of a mushroom growing in every wrong way possible. I pointed at the fiery guy. "Who is this sassy jackass?" The guy's eye twitched with annoyance. "I beg your pardon." Hanako spoke up"This'sassy brat' you say is Takeo Tachibana. "You didn't need to agree with him on the sassy part!" Takeo said. Hanako ignored him and continued, "And the one next to him is the super genius in this class, no, the entire school itself, Izumi Harutora."

God… just his name made my pussy throb. It was the worst kind of betrayal. A bomb waiting to explode right in the middle of our friendship, ready to blow everything apart. But my cunt didn’t give a single fuck about loyalty. It only cared about one thing — getting absolutely ruined by the man who was twice my age. Roman was commanding in every way. Tall, broad-shouldered, with that salt-and-pepper hair that made him look like pure authority. His voice alone could make me drip. The way he carried himself, the way his eyes lingered just a second too long sometimes… it all made me want to drop to my knees and beg him to use me like a proper trained little slut.

Julius introduced, his voice devoid of emotion, "this is Romano, leader of the Bloody Sapphire." "Hello, Jenny," Romano greeted, rising from behind his desk. Finally putting the gun down, he approached her. An older man, possibly as old as her father, he was dressed sharply in a well-tailored suit. His hair was neatly parted, and his facial features were strong and pronounced. "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." Romano stretched a hand as if to touch a strand of her hair, but Julius made his first non-apathetic action since they had left, swatting Romano's hand away. Jenny stepped back, not wishing for either man to touch her.

Maybe she is on working duty. I ignored it and walked out through the back door and casually around the blink to find where the warriors were training. Romeo -the gamma- is known for his super strength and warrior abilities. He was formerly the epsilon but became the gamma because the role was vacant. Romeo is in charge of training the wolves and was assigned to train the future alpha when the time is right for his training. Romeo spotted me and came to me immediately he spotted me, leaving the warriors to continue repeating the routine they were practicing before I came.

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:

The vehicle had a sticker of the Casa Roma logo and a not for rent statement on the lower door frame. “Thanks Lio,” Ethan greeted as soon as they get on the car. The driver, Lio, was one of the most loyal worker of the Roma Family. For him serving the Roma was a privilege. He is already 53 and had already been Darrem's butler when the kid was just 7. Lio just nodded and watch the new faces on the head mirror. He stared at the lady on the glasses, and find her frame familiar, but didn't said anything about it.