Go Away Romeo Sub Indo Novels & Stories

Currently....River and Sriste was sitting in the private jet.... After marriage his parents went back to America...they requested to go with them..because they wanted their daughter-in-law with them for some days.....but River Romano was River Romano....he only listened to himself and did what he wanted to do...in future that can change....also because God gifted him something precious... Sriste was in a bangladeshi dress...which was given by her bestie Pinky...she would miss her so much...but she had to live with this beast...she didn't even have courage to look at him...she was crying to much to remember her parents....

"The bosses aren't here they had a meeting downtown and we are going out, now get up" groaning Indigo gets up and her a Raven head out. "Boss Ace just informed me that Indi and Raven left the house" Geo tells Dimitri who just nods and gets back to business. "The shipment will be delivered in four days I expect you'll be happy with it" the men shake hands and both very pissed off brothers exit the restaurant "Where the fuck are they" Roman asks Geo as the pull away from the curbside.

"Boss, we found out where Romeo is. He's in the event right now and he's sitting next to our first Target '' Renee Explained to him. Dominick peaked into the hall and he saw the man in a blue suit sitting next to an older man in white jalabiya gown— tying a red and white turban scarf. The older man was Imran Khan and Romeo was sitting next to him. Dominick clenched his fist in anger as he stared at them. "Romeo dares not destroy my plans tonight or I'll kill him!" Dominick exclaimed in anger. He soon returned back inside after the brief phone call. But when he looked at where Romeo was, he noticed that he was gone. Where did he go? He thought to himself— as he took his seat. He brought out h

"Sir, your parents have instructed me not to let you leave this room." Connor was surprisingly calm. Instead of resisting, he merely nodded and returned to his bed, looking frail. He picked up his phone and logged into his social media, where he typed the words—World Finance Center Rosie Clark—into the search box. The first video that popped up had garnered millions of views. A familiar face grinned at me from the screen. Jasmine, sneering, accused me of being boring and utterly dim until even my own boyfriend could not stand me. Yet I could not seduce a wealthy replacement as I had hoped, and it was a great waste considering my career put me within reach of so many such people!