Fgo Romani Novels & Stories

Luca’s POV “Did you or did you not lend a huge sum of money from the boss?” I watched as Luffy, the head of the questioning team demanded in an icy voice while vigorously shaking the man in his grip. Romeo. That was his name. Romeo Satori.

She informed me. "Wow! Thank you very much. I really appreciate it." I hugged her. The bag has been packed. I don't need to pack any bags or anything. "You are welcome. You don't have to mention it." She said as I released her from my hug. "Does Roman work?" I asked her. "Yes, he is a businessman. He is majoring in oil and gas. But he does a lot of work and he has many companies apart from his mafia business. You can search him up on G****e." She explained.

Now that I carefully thought about it for the first time, I realized how cheap and low I probably seemed to Roman. I had spread my legs for him, and had greedily jumped on the offer to collude with him and lie to the poor, old woman. I was so pathetic. "You are really gorgeous, mia tesoruccio," She cooed, reaching for my hand on the table before steering her attention to Roman, "You got lucky with her. Good job." She said, which made Roman smile with a strange emotion glinting off his grey orbs. "Forgive my old brain, dear. I should have asked for your name first. What is your name?" She asked.

He asked with his gaze and full attention on Joan, his hand pulling out a pen from his pocket. “Sir, please, can we—” “Tsk, tsk, tsk…” Roman cut Joan off, shaking his head in disapproval. He moved to stand before her, his gaze piercing. “Don't call me sir. The name's Roman Graviel, but I'll prefer you call me husband.” He spoke seriously. “You are not my husband.” Joan threw back. “But I'm going to be.” Roman spoke calmly, not the slightest bit affected by all her rejections. Instead, he seemed to be getting pleased by the second, something Joan found to be strange.

A lanky man who looked to be in his late forties stood behind us, dressed in a rather sleek Italian suit. “Men do love their suits in this country, don't they?” I mumbled, and Olivia nodded. “It's like seeing a suit epidemic or something.” Luigi frowned at our whispering, cleared his throat and drew closer. “Miss Natasha and Olivia?” “In the flesh,” I responded. “Great, come with me.” “Who are you?” Olivia demanded. Neither of us had seen Luigi. We couldn't assume this was him. The man bowed slightly before replying. “I am Romano. I will take you to Luigi.”

' She asked resting her back on the wall. 'Between Roman and Roy who is more dangerous when crossed?' 'Roy might have a look of a dangerous Alpha but he is actually less mean when crossed but you see your bright and go-lucky-guy natured Roman, he doesn't forgive that easily,' Selene answered. 'Even family?' I asked. 'No family has ever crossed him until Emma. Even in fight Roman is the most ruthless. You see that reputation of being ruthless, it is mainly Romans' reputation. They are just painting them with the same brush because they are twins,' Selene explained further

"You caught me at a very bad time because I'm cleaning my weapons and I've been thinking about a lot of things lately. If you want me to be part of a gang, which gang would you want me to be part of? " " Massa . I don't know what it is that; Romano sees in you , he has grown fond of you and that's really rare for someone of his position to grow fond of someone like you I don't know if it's a way to get back at me or if it's a way of welcoming you into the fold but I just don't trust him because he is like you in a way ."

There is confidence and fierceness but all those are things that are appreciated by the other Alphas. Roman butters them up and promises to remember their packs and form some more relations with them but at the last moment when he goes in for the kill, I clear my throat, catch his eyes and give him a look that isn’t so clear. I curse myself for it and hope Roman got what I meant to imply. Dread pools in my stomach as he returns his attention to the Alphas and looks at Alpha Romeo specifically. This is the most crucial part of my scheme. “I couldn’t help but overhear that you have problems with Rogues Alpha Gomez.”

He said in an almost teasing tone. “Like I said, stay away from me. Your attention should solely be on Angelo.” He turned his back to her. “I won’t disappoint you Mr. Romano! And thanks for giving me this opportunity.” She shouted after him as he left the room without another word. Now outside the room, at the front of the door….he noticed that his breath hasn’t being steady while he was in there. There was something about the woman that nag him. She had sent him her portfolio few days ago, and she was just a normal citizen of Italy who works full time in a cafe. But for some reason, Ari didn’t strike him as that kind of person. He shoved the thoughts aside as he headed down the stairs. He w

“Then tell me who you really are.” Roman’s gaze sharpened slightly, though his smile didn’t waver. “I’m exactly who I said I am. Roman. A wolf who goes where he pleases. I’ve seen the world, and yes, I’ve been on the fringes of rogue packs. But I’m no traitor.” “You’re a rogue, then,” Ardan pressed. Roman shook his head. “I said I’m a “traveler,” not a rogue. There’s a difference, Alpha. I don’t pledge myself to anyone, but I’m not your enemy.”