Nico Robin Personality Novels & Stories

Naomi looked at Robin suspiciously, thinking that a celebrity patient had come to the hospital. "Yeah, do you want to go take a look?" "No, no." Naomi thought of the scene just now and immediately refused. "I don't obsess over idols, so I won't join in the fun." "Alright then, I'll go by myself." After Robin finished speaking with a look of regret, Naomi was shocked and confused. "What? Do you adore idols too? What do you like about male idols?" "You misunderstand me." Robin shook his head angrily and explained patiently. "The idol I'm talking about is a popular idol in the entertainment industry and a genius in the medical field."

I pushed his forehead "I think I like to have a relationship with someone who has the same age as me." Nico said "Do you like asians or americans or british?" I asked "Koreans." "Hmmm Celine, Celine." "I don't like a girl who is talkative and has a high notes when she's pissed." That made me laugh a lot, that's true though "You're right." "She is." Nico added "You never try with Shinah?" I asked "Nope she's wasting my time."

She wanted me to know. "And their mom, Donna Maya," her face held warmth for that name. "She's the absolute best. Too bad for me, I got a literal bitch as a mother-in-law, but Maya doesn't treat me any differently," she blew a kiss. "I love her, and you will too." Okay, so far, the mom was okay, and if her smiles were genuine, it meant Nico's father was good too. But why is Nico a psychopath? Why is it so hard to understand him?

Nico looked back and searched for the person who called my name. I shrugged. "Someone? More like something." Nico was a smart person. Even though he wasn't sure what was happening, he knew that I wasn't too fond of that person. He shook his head and sniggered. Then, he said that beneath my meek facade was a feisty character.

“That’s not a no.” “He nearly destroyed my phone.” “Also not a no.” “He’s stubborn, judgmental, and looks at me like I personally invented disappointment.” Nico’s smile came back slowly. The dangerous kind. “Oh my God.” “What.” “You do.” I pointed at him. “You need a hobby.” “You are my hobby.” “That explains the concerning amount of attention.” He laughed. Then stood—slowly, deliberately—and came around the desk. I tracked him immediately. “Nico.”

I stopped. "And…" Clara was persistent. "How do you know if there's someone else?" I blushed just thinking about Nico. "I didn't, you just did" I could see her weird smile. "Okay, there's another guy, his name is Nico, he is very arrogant, stubborn, self-centred, doesn't give a shit about people's feelings….and he is stunningly handsome too," I admitted reluctantly. "Tell me about Nico." Clara's reaction triggered a huge smile that stretched across my face.

He tilts his head, “Doesn’t look like nothing from my end.” I look away, but he steps closer, closing the space. His scent and heat pinning me in place. “Nico, talk,” he orders softly. I exhale, because what’s the point in pretending? The words scrape out of me before I can swallow them. “It’s just… you’ve got all these women here who fit your personality. Calm, collected and polished. And then there’s me. We're literal opposites” For a second, he just watches me. Then his mouth curves. Not into a soft smile, nope, a full smirk.

“You okay though? For real. Nothing weird has been happening lately?” I shrug. “Not really. I just… find Nico really attractive.” She barks a laugh. “You find a dangerous mafia don attractive? That’s hot.” “Fuck you, guy.” “I’m not judging! I’m just saying — Nico Vescari hasn’t looked at anyone in years. Don’t be heartbroken if he doesn’t stare at you like you stare at him.” “He’s just a good looking man, it’s not that deep. I just need to journal.”

‘til now, I had only read about him on the internet. “Miss Sanchez??” I'm pulled out of my head by Anastasia's voice. “Hmm??” I hummed, looking at her to repeat whatever it was that she had just said. “I asked if you would like something to drink??” “Just water would be fine, thank you” I told her and she left, leaving me alone with Nico. I had never really met the man and he was rarely on the news but looking at him now, I couldn't help but take note of the similarities him and Dino shared with their father. Black thick long hair, dangerously deep grey eyes, perfect eyebrows and a sharp jawline except his was covered by a stubble… they were a handsome bunch, that much I wasn't ashamed to ad

the girl said. “That sorry nerd looked so dull next to him,” another woman's voice said. Such gossip. This didn’t even affect me in the least. “Nico is a dangerous man. I am worried about this geeky nerd.” The meek sound of another woman joined in. There was silence for a few seconds. “She is right. Nico is a handsome guy. A dangerous one. He doesn’t spare anyone if you cross him, piss him off, or lie to him. I think that guy is a psychopath.”