Italy Romano Hetalia Novels & Stories

Romero shouted in shock. "He has the Romano's branding," I said to him. The Romano's one of the most ruthless mafias in Italy. They used to enjoy the luxury of being above everyone else until they decided to mess with me. They no longer hold the same power that they used to but they remain to be a threat. "What do you mean he has the Romano's branding? Dr. Silvano said she didn't find anything." Romero said, confused. "It was a scar, it looked like it was branded on him since he was a child. It was a scar that they used to brand their heirs." I said to Romero.

She’s on the plane, sir. I read it once before placing my phone facedown on the desk. Across the room, three men continued discussing the Romano alliance as though nothing had happened. Contracts, ports, territories, and numbers were spread across the table in front of them. Angelo Romano spoke confidently about the businesses our marriage had united, while his lawyers examined the documents that would place his network under Contini protection. I heard none of it. Arie was leaving Italy.

he said solemnly. “The Devil doesn’t cry. In twenty-five years, I have never seen him like this. You have awed me tonight, done the impossible, softened the devil’s heart and also won that of me and my men.” He paused, placing a hand over his heart with solemn weight. “As promised, I, Dante Lorenzo, Capo of the Romano mafia empire and commander of the wolves, accept you, Alina Romano, as my Donna.” I blinked fast. My lips parted, but no sound came out.

If I would have been that you were going to find your mate at the graduation I never would have made a deal with him. Just exactly who is this Alpha in Italy? I ask him. His name is Alpha Valentino Marelli and he is one of the most fearsome and ruthless Alpha's there is. He even scares the living daylights out of me. Do you mean to tell me that some Alpha from Italy who we haven't heard of scares you? I said to my father. Yes, he does scare me, he kind of sounds like he's from the Italian Mafia too.

Lucas answered sarcastically Roman rolled his eyes, “I know it’s a big deal now, I just didn’t….it doesn’t matter now because I need to find her. if she changes and Legions finds out then that’s another problem” he swallowed, his attention has shifted from Harley to the new alpha packs in town, apart from trying to help her he’s drawn to her. “Harley is your responsibility but of course as your only friend, I’d have to help too” Lucas bent to take mental notes of the surroundings while roman just stood casually with his hands in his jacket pocket, while low key feeling uncomfortable.

The vehicle had a sticker of the Casa Roma logo and a not for rent statement on the lower door frame. “Thanks Lio,” Ethan greeted as soon as they get on the car. The driver, Lio, was one of the most loyal worker of the Roma Family. For him serving the Roma was a privilege. He is already 53 and had already been Darrem's butler when the kid was just 7. Lio just nodded and watch the new faces on the head mirror. He stared at the lady on the glasses, and find her frame familiar, but didn't said anything about it.

Her eyes closed as she exhaled deeply. He drew her into his arms, watching her pale face as she passed out. Elena Romano is the Alpha princess who eventually became a slave, and he is Alpha Don Dante Russo, the Mafia Alpha King to whom all Alphas submit.

They make you think hell is better place than the Earth when you mess with them or their families and it's not a good sight. "Hey! Just get this over with" Leo said glaring at all of them. He might look like he is not even a teeny tiny bit interested in this whole situation. But, they all want and need the same thing. Iris Carmela Romano. The Mafia Princess. The angel and their sweetheart.

We soon arrived at the Romano’s mansion and we were welcomed by my friend and the head of the home; Angelo Romano. I allowed him lead us into his home and straight to the dining table where I sighed his wife Lucy and the other person at the table whom I pegged as their daughter; Isabella. “Please welcome the Deville’s” He announced. “Oh please, Angelo… there is no need for all of these” I drawled, walking around the table with Luca trailing after me. “Oh please… we will be family soon so I say there is need to treat you like the royalty you are” He stopped me.

“Never in your wildest dreams. I will hunt you, Romano and when I do, I'll have you begging for your dear fucking life. There is no place in the corner of this earth where you’ll be safe from me.” “It’s a shame. But you won’t be able to find me.” Romano states proudly. I glance over to Miko and he nods, writing something down on a sheet of paper. Holding it up, it reads. “Found him. He’s overseas, North America. Costa Rica, to be exact.’ I hold in my grin, not wanting to give anything away. “I’d consider your days numbered, Romano. You better pray to whatever deity you know.” An evil grin spreads across his face, the expression of a psychopath. “I would love to see you try, Moretti.”