Novel & Cerita Roman Reigns Brother

I don’t flinch away. “You had two brothers?” I ask. If he throws another none of your fucking business at me, I’ll shut down. Pretend I never asked. But he doesn’t. “Yes. Roman. Rafayel.” I nod slowly. I already knew about Roman—from Claire. Zeke was never meant to take over. He was the third brother. But they’d both been killed. His mother and sister had survived, and Zeke had fought for his life. “They died the night we met,” he says with a hollow voice.

I blushed and opened my mouth to scold her but Lucien replied sweetly. "Yes, I am. Lucien Layne. Little Miss Erica Beth." "You know me! And Layne? You are Sir Roy's brother?" She asked, filled with glee, impressed by him in a matter of seconds. The way, how softly and manipulatively his tone came out, it could melt anyone. It worked on me then why not her? "Yes, your sister told me about you. And I am his twin brother. You can call me Brother Lucien and him too like that. He would love to hear that."

I express only for my eye to widen in shock as the word brother echoes in my brain and my head whips in the stranger’s direction. “Brothers….like seriously?” I scoff. “Asher and I are brothers, but that doesn’t mean that I subscribe to his way of doing things,” the stranger quickly draws a fine line between both of them. “If you and the power-drunk crown prince of Orion are brothers, that means you are a prince?” I ask him. “Yes ma’am,” he answers and I start to chastize myself mentally for running into another royal. “I am William Rymond-Harrington, the second prince of Orion but the most useless one at that because of this,” he introduces, pointing at the wheelchair.

Roy asked, hesitant to broach the subject that had been weighing on his mind. “Yes?” he replied, turning his attention to Roy. “Do you think our...our relationship as brothers could make you vulnerable, or...or ruin more things?” Bryan's brow furrowed in confusion. “What do you mean, Roy?” “I mean...if the enemy finds out that you have a half-brother who is also the bastard son of the king, they might use it against you. They might try to hurt you by hurting me or use me as a pawn to get to you.

Chloe defended. Victoria smiled at her cheeky attitude, “Chloe, you don’t know my brother at all but I promise you he was once more than Blake at this age. Unlike Blake, Braxton took over the crown at a very young age. He ruled tenaciously and had powerful allies all over the world. He remained very stubborn and tenacious even after he got married and had Blake. But things took a turn after the infamous raid at the Castile Palace. Braxton was warned severally about his activities but he refused to take heed. Do you have any idea how guilty my brother feels about the death of the Marlowe’s…” Victoria’s voice trailed off as she realized she was revealing more than allowed.

She was more concerned about Roman surviving and getting out of the hospital healthy. “You are such a sweet Mistress to my brother, Vivian should take some tips from you…I mean Roman is already walking in father's shoes like this, trying to repeat history.” she laughed standing up. “Stop it Serafina Knight.” Roman warned his eyes looked deadly like he wouldn't hesitate to strangle his sister. Reyna was confused about what she meant, because Roman was walking in his father's shoes and it seemed Roman didn't want her to know what it was about.

he spat. “This meeting was summoned because of you. You, with your outsider blood, have tainted this empire. Your husband, Valentino, isn’t even a true Romano. My brother took him in from the gutters of Toronto, raised him, and he had the gall to claim the Romano throne. You both are a disgrace to this family.” I raised an eyebrow, swirling the wine in my glass before taking another slow sip. “So, there it is. It’s about power, not blood.”

He would have done worse than that to him, but, it was still a win for him. "Same here.", He responded without showing any form of remorse for his brother. "I was expecting to see him on that seat and now I've seen you. Care to remind me who you are?", He asked with his hands crossed and placed behind his back, just like his father. "I am the Caesar. New ruler here. Lovely to meet you Bryan.!", He said with an exalted smile on his face, adjusting himself on the chair which he sat on. "Well Caesar. You know what you're seating on is not yours..!", Bryan said.

" The one who had introduced himself, as Bartholomew said with a smile,. He sat down beside me, with the other brothers facing us. "Our big brother isn't here." He stated it as a sigh expelled from his lips. "Were you expecting him to be here? When he disappeared, leaving the throne to you?" Raoul said something incomprehensible under his breath. It was obvious that he didn't want Adams on the throne. "You want the throne?" I didn't look up, but knowing Adams, I was sure that he was glaring at his brother.

Who cares? “I don’t care, you’ve always been mine,” I growled, shifting a bit closer to her. She removes her hand away from mine, “I care.” “There you are , Lucas. I’ve been looking for you, your brother gave me a hint of your location. We have a few things to discuss,” Enzo taps my shoulder. My brother! Asshole. I guess this was his last-ditch effort to avoid creating a scene in front our guest. “After you,” I raised my hand.