Roman's Holiday Novels & Stories

but it settles in anyway. Roman, on the other hand, ate without rushing, but he watched, he always watched. He was not oblivious to the strange atmosphere between his daughter and Eros. But he said nothing. It was not the time to intervene; the boy was already leaving. He just took note. As always. “And then?” asked Aylin, trying to lighten the mood again. “Do you have any plans for the holidays?” “Really, Aylin? I haven't even left yet and I already have to think about the holidays,” he said with a forced laugh. “But anyway, it will depend on the final exams.”

I told him. "I've never seen you around here. Kinston is a small town, we all seem to know each other." "Yeah, I figured," I said. "I'm just spending Christmas with Rachel." I lied. When I turned to look at her, she was already watching me. Once our eyes met, she mouthed, "Are you okay?" I nodded. "I'm fine." I mouthed back. Aston smiled. "Never knew the King brothers would ever allow their sister to have a friend so close that she could spend Christmas at the Villa." He said. "You must be special."

Roman says sitting. "He likes expensive food. He only eats organic. He is rough in the intimate department. He likes to put bruises on you. He dyes his hair, which is natural brown, and sometimes grows out his facial hair. He got a rich grandma who thinks he walks on water. She gives him money. Her name is Elsie Good, "Rose spits out. "Any scars or tattoos?"Roman asks. He is texting someone. "He got dragons on his back and roses on his chest. He is a violent man, "she sighs sadly. The bags under her eyes are still there even after twenty-two hours of straight sleep.

Katie's POV “I know a way,” Shedrack said, looking at Roman. They did their thing again, communicating with their eyes until Roman groaned. “It’s my birthday this weekend, we could use it for a getaway excuse and that's it!” He snaps in Shedrack's direction. I butt in, “Okay, so Roman got a birthday he doesn't want to celebrate but Shedrack isn't giving up, but Roman is willing to use it as an excuse for us all to get away to this Monaco destination that is NOT in Europe. Okay! Did everybody get that??”

To be able to forge ahead through the troubles and look forward to brighter days? My wonderful Todd caught my eye from across the stage, and even from this distance, I could see the smile tugging at his lips. His eyes softened briefly, and then he winked at me. He looked . . . happy. Like, truly happy. It was a sight I hadn’t seen in such a long time, and it filled me with indescribable warmth. Roman, standing beside him, was grinning as well, his usual brooding demeanor replaced by something lighter, more relaxed. They had both come so far, and today was proof of that. Roman especially—he had been so close to death, but somehow, he had kissed the very edge of death and managed to retrieve f

“Of course you can and you will because it's yours already. There's no debating it. Open the envelope.” Joan proceeded to open the envelope which contained a flight ticket to one of her choice vacation locations. Confused and speechless, Joan lifted her questioning eyes to look at him. He was smiling. Why was he smiling? What was going on? “I figured you would need a vacation to recover from all the stress you've been through lately. You can either go alone or bring someone along with you. Anyone you want.” Roman explained. “I don't know what to say,” Joan uttered. “You don't need to say anything, sweetheart. Just enjoy your new life. Come on, let me escort you back to your room.”

“She’s only making jokes because she’s nervous.” “I am not!” I replied. Joemar pretended like he didn’t hear me. Okay, so I’m a little nervous. I took another sip of my wine to cover it up, and a servant rushed forward to refill my glass. “The trip will be ten days,” Roman continued. “We will be within helicopter range of several major cities during the trip, should we need anything.” He glanced at me as if I were the one who might need something. “What happens when we get to the island?” I asked.

“Don’t worry about me.” Beta Tommy came to us and said, “Alpha has an announcement, he wants everyone to gather in the common area.” I shrugged and followed him downstairs. When I got to the common area Roman and Julissa were standing in the middle of the room with big smiles on their faces. Roman waited a few minutes for the room to fill and then finally spoke, “as you all know, a few months ago I made an announcement telling everyone about the birth of our son Rhys. Tonight, I called everyone in for another exciting announcement.” He looked down at Julissa and grinned, “I asked Julissa to marry me, and she said yes!”

Not when a feeling of satisfaction spread through my chest at the sight of their stunned faces. “Fuckers!” I mumbled in irritation, kicking a large rock that blocked my oath and instantly regretted it. They seem to forget everything else when they’re together. Doesn’t Roman worry about what the world would say? On the night if his father’s birthday, I met over fifty people as his wife, and now… I have them one last glance. They had gotten seated under a shade, Roman looking guilty about His knows what as he spoke to her. He looked…almost warm but not quite.

I shifted a sly glance at Jeanne, who gave me back a confused look. "You can have your annulment," I began, and the man let out a sigh of relief, "But not until the third of January." He froze, "Excuse me?" "Well, the thing is, I need a husband for Christmas," I winced at the look on his face, "And New year." "Not interested." He deadpanned. "And you already happen to be my husband," I braved on. "Not for much longer." "You won't have to do anything. Just show up for a few days, and wear a smile. Or not. Christmas in my hometown is amazing and I promise you won't regret it." I said with a hopeful smile.