Hetalia Spain X Romano Novels & Stories

He felt the annoyance in the tone of his voice. "Yes." She answered without hesitation, looking at his reaction. "Then he was so unlucky to have an unfaithful girlfriend who's going to marry somebody else," he said, mocking her. Tears formed in the corner of her eyes "…It's the other way around Mr. Castellanos." "How come it's the other way around then?" "Because he's the one who cheated on me!" "Really? How can you be so sure, Miss Romano?" She didn't answer right away. Why does she feel like she's been arguing with Achilles at this very moment?

I’m grateful. Suddenly, a hand lands at the small of my back. I turn. A man, handsome and about my age, smiles at me. Light brown hair, just enough scruff to be interesting, and eyes like liquid ink. “Mrs. Luciano,” he says smoothly. “Please, call me Quinn.” I smile. “And you are?” “Pablo Romano,” he says, leaning in to kiss both my cheeks. Ah. One of the Don’s men. “One of the capos,” I murmur with recognition. “Recently promoted, right?”

“Because I know his weakness.” Santiago narrowed his eyes. “Which is?” The Vulture smiled, that patient, knowing smile of a man who holds the blade just behind his back. “A woman.” Santiago laughed. "Everyone knows about that Slave girl." “Yes,” the Vulture said, voice like a slow draw of poison. “But she is the one he cannot breathe without. The one he would burn the world for.” He stepped closer, his tone almost intimate now. “Her name is Emilia Romano.”

“ So, what brings you here? “ I asked playfully. Romano pulled me closer so my head was on his shoulder. I felt the warmth of his fatherly love engulf me and I knew that he was about to prepare me for the kick he was going to deliver to my stomach. Metaphorically speaking, of course. “ How are you, my dear?” He asked. I fought back the tears threatening to fall from my eyes because I knew how much Romano hated weakness. Almost as much as he hated Americans. Well, all except me of course. “ I am fine. Thank you for coming to check on me. “ I said. He cut me off by laughing his ass off and standing up. He walked to the bar area and poured himself a glass of whiskey. He proceeded to pour me one

She looked down and smiled when she saw Romero laying there asleep. “I’m sorry for waking everyone…but it looks like everyone is asleep again.” She said softly as she bent down and touched his forehead. Romero opened his eyes and smiled. He wrapped his arms around his wife after he stood up. “My love….mio prezioso amore (my precious love) ..mijn kostbare liefde (my precious love)…it’s alright. you were sleep singing and playing. That’s so cool…and your voice is still as sweet…come let us retire to our room and hopefully get some more sleep.“

Pressing his lips into a thin line and shaking his head, he turned around and made his way into the building in long, angry strides without uttering a word to any of us. … ANTONIO. If I had stayed there for a second longer, I would’ve lost my sh*t and run a bullet through the skull of that bastard. I despised him with everything in me, and I couldn’t bear seeing him with Rosalinda. “What is Liam Romano doing here?” I questioned Roberto immediately I stepped inside his office. “The Romano’s wants an alliance, right? Through marriage with Rosalinda.” He sighed, setting the papers in his hands aside as he leaned in his seat.

Jane complimented. "Thank you"she replied,that was when she turned to greet Henry and the smile on her face faded away quickly as she recognized him as the man she was crushing on,the same man her heart throbs for. Could this be the man her friend wanted to introduce to her as her boyfriend or was she dreaming?. Henry recognized her too and just when he was about to stand up and greet her,she ran away leaving both Jane and Henry confused.

I snapped. Roman wore that smug look on his Spanish face and responded with a chuckle. “Oh, come on X. We used to share, why can’t I have a taste of this…” he turned his gaze back on Zia, whose cheeks were as bright as her dress. “Hermosa chica.” (beautiful girl) I didn’t bother to answer him. I drew my Sig, released the safety, and aimed it at his head. “Get the fuck out,” I growled through clenched jaws.

Translations I suoi baci- His Kisses la mia Riley in pericolo- My Riley in Distress il mio Xavier in armatura splendente- my Xavier in shining armor figlia psicotica di una cagna troia-psychotic daughter of a slutty bitch.

James cheered excitedly while Jonathan remained standing there anxiously. I stood in front of Jonathan, intertwining my hands with his and gazing at him affectionately. "Jonathan, relax and don't think about her. At this moment, I am with you. Let's just enjoy this moment and forget about all your worries." A small smile formed on his lips. "I love you so much, Angel.” He leaned down and placed a kiss on my forehead. I closed my eyes, a blissful smile appearing on my face as his lips touched my skin.