Reid Romano Novels & Stories

Her eyes widened, her chest tightening painfully at the sound of that name. Chiara, oblivious, clapped her hands. “Reid Carter? I’ve heard of him! Isn’t he the CEO of Carter Enterprises? Oh my God, he’s huge in the States. How did Romano even manage to get his attention?” “Money speaks,” Matteo said with a shrug. “Carter’s company is expanding in Europe. Apparently, he wanted an Italian base. And now, it’s us.” Karline barely heard them. Reid. Her ex-husband.

“YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO, YOU TRUNK OF A MAN!” A low, sinister chuckle leaves his lips at my lame insult, his wide shoulders shaking slowly at the motion. “My name is Santino Ricca.”

"My wife filed for divorce yesterday. Said she'd testify against me." "Von's wife," I said slowly. "She's the key. She provided evidence against him. What if she and Chris " "Were working together," Catherine finished. "I had the same thought. Rebecca Castellano, formerly Rebecca Romano. Does that name mean anything to you?" I searched my memory. Romano. "No. Should it?" "Rebecca Romano graduated from Westwood High School, Los Angeles. Class of 2012." The same year I graduated. "I went to Westwood."

“I’m good! I mean… nurse! No—I mean, I’m rarely here. But, uh, yes. Please. Maps? I can—I can help. Like, anytime. Every time. No time? Wow. What?” Kill me now. He lifted an eyebrow, amusement glinting behind those maddeningly perfect lashes. “Are you okay?” “Yes. Yes!” I finally said, forcing a nod so hard it nearly counted as whiplash. “So, I… I’m not always around, but when I am—I’d be happy to help. Really. Like… very happy. Stupidly happy, honestly.” Stop talking, Reina. Just stop. He grinned wider, and I swore the earth tilted a little. “Appreciate that,” he said. “I’m Roman, by the way. Roman Wolfe.”

Ezra Romano Ezra Romano is the most vicious man known, every Alpha pack knows him and his crucial way of dealing with his enemies, that's why most people want to be on his good side, even with his vicious attitude, he stands on loyalty, honor, and respect, girls throw their selves on him, married women ogling their eyes on him, but he doesn't give them his time or attention.

Vincent said in a low tone. "I'm not part of your world," was the only thing I could say, and I said it with a touch of defiance. Ricci smiled, but we both knew it didn’t quite reach his eyes. "Perhaps not by choice, but you're in it now. And you should know that Dante Romano isn't the man you think he is,” he added. "And you are?" "I'm exactly what I appear to be," he replied. "A businessman with certain specialized interests. But Romano? He's unpredictable. Volatile, even." He slid a small package across the table. "When Romano shows his true colors—and he will—call me."

Daniel reached for Miliani's hand and held it firmly. Lorenzo Romano, the capo (caporegime) with his entire family stood alongside Antonio Romano, famously named as the padrino, and his family before the main entrance, shining in their virtue. The air around was screaming danger, authority, power and dominion which did not fail to exhilarate Daniel's mind. He had been waiting for this day since forever, to finally stand more than equal to this sickly rotted Romanos.

"I want to know exactly what happened to my father. I want to know exactly what you knew." David took a deep, steadying breath, the mist of his exhale swirling in the midnight air. "Leonardo Reyes is an international contractor, Em. He handles high-level wet work, corporate assassinations, and black-market liquidation. A few years ago, he needed your father completely eliminated. Vincent Romano was an active part of a major financial routing operation that Leonardo was running out of New York. But Vincent wanted out. He wanted to take his legitimate capital, take you, and go entirely clean."

I knew he was always going to be that fire that I will gladly be consumed in. I thought of how many troubles we have been together and the years we have spent apart. I can't believe this whole dumb idea came from me. I heard a car horn from outside my apartment as I worked to the window to go see who it was. The driver came down from the car and I recognized him as one of Damian's drivers. He was the same man that drove me to the Damian house the first night after the first time that we met. I opened the door and went outside looking at the brand new white Lamborghini Veneno he drove in. He came down handling the keys

“What are you on about? I didn’t bribe you. Sure, I might’ve thought about using my influence to get my way. But let’s be real, you’re not your dad. You’re not even good at negotiating for yourself.” She smirked, and honestly, if it wasn’t so damn attractive, it would be pretty unsettling how twisted that made her look. “Nice to see you noticed my assets. As if that makes me any less like my father. And that’s not the point. You threatened to kill him when I turned you down the first time.” She tilted her head at him, and Rex let out a whimper. Prieto was still there, but all weapons were out of sight. Great. “Prieto, does she really need him? Her dad wouldn’t sell to this guy, and his fathe