I Belong To House Castiello นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The Cirillo really didn’t care about anyone's emotions or give a fuck about people's opinions. Tatiana’s smile froze, and her face turned pale with fright. Gerz stepped out, his face very calm and not showing even a trace of displeasure that should be shown toward an enemy—especially one who had just chided him in front of the crowd. Gerz scoffed, “Lord? Who dared to claim lord in front of this master?” he chided. Gerz's eyes casually fell on Fleet Castillo. “Turns out it's Fleet of the Castillo family.” He stretched his hand and chided, “You are in this master's house. You should hurry up, tuck your tail, and be obedient,” he finalized.

“…Signore Mies…it’s has been a long time..” An old man, opened the door, and stood before, it has been a long time since I saw this old man, His name is Joaquin Castelera, or more known as the Elder Joaquin or the Housekeeper. One of the Elder of the in Rosetta Family the do not involved in any family decision and stay neutral to served the family interest, the one that observed the family situations and handled it’s day to day operations of the staff to make sure that everything moving smoothly. To put it simply, he was the family butler.

We fucked behind the pillars and statues decorating the outside, firing back. Soon, we shot our way closer to the front of the building. I nodded briefly at Lorenzo, and Luca before motioning to my other men to have our backs as we spread out. Lorenzo and Luca ducked, shooting their way to the other entrances that led into the house while I stomped through the front. I shot at the soldiers guarding the front, moving inside the devil's trap. Before I could take more than five steps forward, I heard Ivan's irritating voice. “I have your wife Castello. If you want to see her in one piece, you'd better stop fighting and drop your weapons,”

Then, he knelt on the ground, begging desperately, "Benedetta, you're the soul of the family. Can you really bear to watch the Castellano family disappear completely? If you're willing to help me, I'll give you the boss position!" I flashed a smile devoid of warmth. "Of course I can bear it. When the Castellano family was raking in money hand over fist, you didn't share any equity with me. Now that you're bankrupt, why would you think I'd save you? "And stop disgusting me. I'm the wife of the Romano family boss now." With that, I ignored his wailing and waved at the soldati. "Throw him out." … Time flew by, and soon, it was the day of my wedding to Lorenzo. It was a wedding that shocked the

Eliana POV “Do you, Luca Eduardo Castello, take Eliana Marino as your mate, wife and Luna?” The ancient priest's voice quivered as he spoke in Italian, clinging to his cane as if it were his lifeline. “I do,” Luca's rich voice was only loud enough for the small group of people who had gathered to hear. The old man smiled a wrinkled grin as he nodded and winked at Luca, “you may now kiss the bride.”

It was far away from the house but as it was on top of a big hill I could see a glimpse of it. "Is that a castle?" I asked Bella. "Yeah. It's called 'Castello Orsini-Odescalchi. It's one of the most noteworthy examples of Renaissance military architecture in Italy." Bella explained. After the small tour around the villa, Bella and Eva showed me my room. The room was painted white and big with an attached bathroom and an open balcony. The balcony was huge with a small coffee table and two chairs in the middle and a small nest-like cot in a corner.

“Especially not who tried to have my brother killed.” Moretti’s smile vanished. “Your brother made choices.” “So did you,” Isabella shot back. “But I’m here. And you’re losing.” He looked to the Council. “You’ll accept this? A girl trained by enemies? Loved by traitors?” “She is Castellano now,” Tomas replied. “By blood. By law.” Moretti laughed, the sound sharp and bitter. “Then I’ll burn this whole dynasty down before I kneel to her.” Lorenzo’s gun was out before the echo of those words faded.

"I was held up by certain business deals. But I got back this morning." ​I stared at him, blank, trying to figure out who he was, before he extended his head for a handshake. "Castello, your husband​ is my cousin." "Oh my God!" I exclaimed as recognition hit me. I've never seen him before but I've heard his name from Hollis and from Isabella. "Castello, my husband has told me so much about you." "Nice things?" "You bet." I replied. "So you want to check the throne out?"

Alfonso, too heartbroken to say anything shook his head in reply. Isabel took a glance around the room filled with elders, hoping that someone would raise any further objection but no one dared to breath a word. Her gaze settled on Ignacio, Carlos’ father whom she had invited to be part of the meeting. He was once her dad’s beta, not until he kept an important piece of information from her dad. “Do you?” She asked Ignacio, who was staring back at her, daring him with her eyes to voice out his thoughts. Ignacio looked away instead, causing Isabel to scoff with scorn. He was as weak as his son. She then went ahead to inform them of the reason why she set up the meeting, and as always they agre

I enjoyed being here. “The real Castillos?” I questioned as Mario pulled out a big map and threw it on the table. “Yes, so listen very well.” Just as expected, that old man showed me a map of where they keep all their products and gave me the names of all their men and business partners. Apparently, Mario trusted me so much that he didn’t know he was serving me his downfall. All he could see was Carmela’s lost son. “Why are you telling me all of this?”