Hetalia Spain X Romano Novels & Stories

All this while, the Damian in question remained quiet, his face still hidden under the hoodie. “I told you I could handle this, didn't I?” he asked with gritted teeth, feeling betrayed. “It didn't seem like you could. We have to do what's best for us.” the English replied and flashed him an annoying smile. Romano knew he was trying to annoy him but he didn't budge. “Nice to meet you, Damian. I'm the famous Romano Rossi you must have been hearing of.” Romano said, extending his hand for his handshake while feeding his ego.

Suddenly my heart began beating faster than normal, my eyes meeting the midnight blues of Romano Callaso, I couldn’t place what was different about him, sure he was well groomed, beautifully dressed but he had a look of sadness on his face. At first Romano looked back at Santos as if he didn’t realise who I was, then it hit him, the reality of me walking towards him. He instantly turned his head back to look at me, taking a step forward in front of Santos. I continued to walk slowly, until baby Roman came into view of Romano.

“I’d like to see you try. But let’s be honest, you’re not exactly in a position to make threats. Sophi’s voice was low and dangerous. “You don’t know me, Isabella. And you don’t know what I’m capable of.” Isabella’s evil laughter was very audible through the phone. “If you’re serious about saving Antonio, you’ll need more than just threats and an army. You’ll need help from someone like… Alesaa Romano.” Sophia froze. “What does Alessa have to do with this?”

I stood with Isabella, facing the two men. “Domenico,” I began, my voice clear and resonating in the quiet room. “You are the brother of my wife, the head of the Romano house, and now, the guardian of Giovanni Volkov-Romano. This is a promise. You will guide him in the traditions of his mother’s people. You will ensure his world is protected by the strength of the Alliance.” Domenico swallowed hard, his eyes fixed on the baby. The usual hardened mask of the Don dissolved for a moment into the face of a proud, protective older brother.

"You're going to help me? How? And with what?" Kento's grin widened as he crossed his arms over his chest. "I am going to help you with your mission: Operation Romancing my Husband." I frowned. "Operation Romancing my Husband?" Kento nodded. "Yep. That's what you are going to do. Since you two got married without building the most important foundation, which is love, you will have to start building it from scratch. We've already got one of the ingredients: you, being madly in love with my asshole best friend. Now we only need the second ingredient, and that is to make Navid fall for you too."

Only here, only in Dominic’s arms, that Matteo could feel like someone really loves him. Their damp bodies clung to the bed sheet, the heat of the moment doing nothing to cool the fire burning between them. Matteo Romano’s body pinned on top of Dominic Cortez’s body, their lips licking each other in a deep kiss as if they were about to devour themselves. Dominic’s hands held on the hard ridges of Matteo’s back tightly, dragging his nails down his broad shoulders before gripping his hips and pulling him deep inside him.

” Low chuckles erupted throughout the room. “This isn't just a guest; this is Lucia Romano, the only survivor of the fallen Romano Empire”. My breath hitched; I looked at the faces around me, and some I recognized; the majority of them I didn't. My father had a lot of enemies, which meant I was at a dead end, and I recognized some of their faces. Although I was afraid, I was gradually accepting my destiny; there's no escaping this, or escaping Damien. Because whatever he had planned in his mind for me, I had no way out. I gulped, trying to control the pounding of my heart.