Novel & Cerita Masih Banyak Jalan Menuju Roma

Chapter 204: Mother’s resolve After both Zhu Wushang and Aurelia decide to tour Rome, The capital of the Roman Empire. After both of them went out together and disappeared from Helena's sight. The smile on Helena's face and the happy-go-lucky air around her immediately disappear. Replaced with a serious face and the air of mystery surrounding her.

Tristian trembled, wisely choosing silence. The drive to the airport was tense, but they managed to board a flight using fake IDs provided by one of their spies. Keeping a low profile, they waited until the plane took off without issue. Romario finally felt relief wash over him. The overnight flight landed in southern Italy, and as they disembarked, Romario stretched, ready to face the next challenge.

Declan sat to Grandfather's left, and Cat and I took the remaining seats across from her parents. The first course had just been served—a light antipasto that Rosa immediately praised—when Carmine leaned forward. "So," he said, swirling his wine. "Two weeks in Italy. Where exactly are you taking my daughter?" I smiled. "Rome first. Then Florence, Venice, and we'll end in the Amalfi Coast." "Ambitious," Marco commented. "That's a lot of ground to cover." "We're not rushing," I said, glancing at Cat. "We'll take our time. See what we want to see, skip what we don't."

She asked him and laughed out loudly like this was normal between them. "I regret introducing you to them" Noah grumbled from the other side and I saw Ishita relaxing visibly. She just hummed as the response and rested on the headrest and didn't say anything for a while. "Rabbit, how are you going to come to Rome? You said that the climate is worst right?" He asked in a worried tone and she smiled. "The pilot here said we are taking another route and it'll take 24 hours to reach Rome. What are you guys planning to do?" She told him and waited for his response.

He rolled his eyes pressed a kiss on my forehead and led me toward his car. I sighed and got into the car. Grover gave me a small nod through the front mirror and started the engine. I looked at the busy Rome through the window and couldn't help but admiring the beauty of the night city. People's from different walks of life were busy with their daily activities. The whole city was illuminating with colorful lights as the lives were holding a new vibe of the new year. I wished I could have a walk in the illuminating lights while enjoying its brightness. I wished I could have a taste of different kinds of street foods.

Everything seemed more quiet, even the birds. I look as the road splits in three and find my map to look at to be sure I take the right one, and when I am sure I start walking. Elio had said to avoid San Marina and also Firenze as those two big towns were the worst for a stranger to go alone if you are a wolf. -

I said confidently with a slight tone of annoyance. He was quiet for a while and I thought he had chosen to ignore my question like he often does when he doesn't want to give a reply, until... “Rome." “What?" I really didn't quite understand what he said so he repeated himself. “Our destination is Italy, Rome." He said and my eyes dilated.

"The rest will be mine." "That's fair," Dante said. Elian reached across the table and took a piece of bread. He looked content — genuinely, structurally content, the way people look when they are in the correct place in their lives and know it. "Brussels first," he said. "Brussels first," Dante said. "Then Rome." "Then whatever comes after Rome." "Yes," Elian said. "Whatever comes after."

It was thick and hard like an ATM card with some words chiseled on it. It has a six digit number on it, and a logo of a two tulip flower entangled on each other. Serene read the words on top of the ticket. “Casa Roma.” “The Casa Roma was the prestigious hotel freshly built on the Vianca Island. I'm sure you already heard about that island in the east. I stayed there once and they have the best wine ever in the whole continent. It's a good thing they built an official hotel on that place because resort houses was a bit old fashioned for me.” Sydney had gone through the Vianca Island after college graduation. She met few hunks there, but the tourists on the Vianca Island mostly are womanizer.