Odio Romeo Santos Mga Nobela at Kwento

Instead, he bowed and stepped aside so he could stand beside Rosana. "I would have your head the next time you speak to my bride in such a manner." He spoke acidly, his metallic eyes covered with darkness. "My apologies, Mr. De Niro, it would never happen again" Mr. Santos's knees hit the ground immediately. All this time, Rosana stared at him, completely appalled. She couldn't believe he was finally here. When he finally turned to look at her, her heartbeat froze and blood drained from her face. He was there, he was standing right in front of her...

It was pitch black. Is something wrong? Should I call the doctor? Diego asked as Romeo winced holding his head. No, I am perfectly fine. Don't worry about me. Romeo said as he stood upright. Diego nodded his head and said ok but you seemed out of sorts just now what happened? nothing really I just thought I thought I felt something similar to this happened before but as long as nothing what's your name? my name is Diego I'm Romeo. I know, everyone knows your name you are the schools starboy and you are..... wow.

The dominance in his eyes made my breathing hitch, and his amused eyebrow raised at my reaction. "Ian will also be coming with us in case anything goes wrong, which it won't because I'm the best" He smiled proudly with a playful glint in his eye, and I chuckled, but his big smile soon faded, turning into a slight smirk. "You look so pretty" He admitted. "Going soft on me again Mr. Russo?" I teased, running my hands all over his chest, tracing the tattoos that were visible through his shirt. A few buttons were undone, and a tattoo peaked out that said 'sedurre e distruggere' Written in cursive.

He had a charming smile. " I can answer this one," offered a handsome young man, looking more like a boy approaching eighteen. " We've already been introduced, Clara, in case you forgot, I'm Romeo, Calo, actually, Romeo is my nickname. Edgar, Lino has this name because... have you ever seen the movie MIB, Men In Black?

{well, ouch} "It's alright," I said with a tight-lipped, forced smile and turned towards the bar, where the bartender had already served the second round of vodka shots. I gulped them down in a few minutes, and the burning sensation in my throat helped me forget about the handsome man's ignorance towards me. I turned to look at the dance floor but found the same man blocking my view. "What's your name?" I asked him, hoping to learn more about this man. "Diego," he replied. His name rolled off his tongue, fluttering my heart. It seemed like love at first sight, or maybe extreme attraction in this case.

He was very disappointed in me though. It was not my fault I mean who wouldn't fall for Maverick? All these Italian men are super hot. The fact they are mafias makes them even better and hotter. Santiago started the car and I kept staring at him. I never expected his dick to be that huge. I wasn't surprised when he kissed me. I always knew a day like this would come, and I have always been expecting it. I think it took long enough. Santos is a very fine-ass young man, who is always very smart and brave. He came from a poor background but he has somehow made a name for himself among Don's. Don Michael likes Santos a lot, and he tells him not to work for any other Don, only him. He single-hand

He is Alessandro Emilio, the greatest mafia lord of California's most powerful and dangerous group, SCORPIO. From drug trafficking to money laundering, kidnapping, extortion, robbery, murder is all controlled under him. So dangerous that he happened to escape the world most secured prison twice.... Scorpio.... It was tattooed on his left arm bicep. Sabrina shivered visibly thinking how she in world she who can’t even harm an aunt came to marry such a ruthless man? This man, who happens to be husband, can’t be loved. She have never thought that the fate would lead her to be him.

Valentina blinked, actually looking down at her robe in shame. Romeo spun around and faced Mateo. He lowered his sunglasses, revealing eyes that were dancing with manic energy. "And you must be the Big Boss.” Romeo purred. "Mr. Santiago. I have heard so much. They say you have a jawline that can cut glass and a heart that pumps ice water. I love it. Very chic." Mateo looked completely baffled. He was a man who understood violence and intimidation. He did not understand this. "Get him out." Mateo ordered the guards.

My fiance was running down shirtless while trying to buckle his belt and right behind him, a lady in his shirt was walking down the stairs too. Holy fuck. “Maria?” His eyes widened and my mouth formed an iron 'o'. Wow. “Who is this?” The woman behind him cooed, looking at me with confusion. A stupid slut who had never heard the name. “My name…” I murmured as I removed the engagement ring on my finger. “Is Maria Rodriguez, bitch and bastard!” I threw the ring to the floor and walked out. I was so stupid. How could I not have seen it before? Was I really that oblivious to how he had behaved? God, I was so stupid.

*** Name: Rossi Emilio Silvestri Date of Birth: March 14, 1991 Age: 34 Nationality: Italian Birthplace: Florence, Italy Citizenship: Dual—Italian and American. Accent: Smooth, refined Tuscan Italian. Languages: Italian (native), English (fluent) Former Title: 4th-Year Surgical Resident at St. Augustine Medical Centre, Manhattan, NY Specialisation: Trauma surgery & neurosurgical procedures Medical School: Sapienza University of Rome. License Revoked: July 2024 Revoking Body: New York State Board for Professional Medical Conduct