Novel & Cerita Roman The Originals

“I'm not lying, even if I have male clients or co-workers, it doesn't mean anything. It's only natural for me to come across members of the male species once in a while; there's nothing I can do about it.” “There is actually. You can come work for me.” Roman says, rolling up the sleeves of his button-down shirt. “Where is Ryan?” I ask, trying to divert his attention from my job situation. Roman picks up his phone and turns on the life feed of a room I do not recognise and then hands it to me. When I take a good look at his phone, I realised it was Ryan in the video, and he seemed pretty calm and happy. I give Roman a confused look, what was his endgame?

He says, making my hair stand on ends. Can Roman really be that diabolical?. ###############$$

Roman added and Chaos smiled at him. “I wonder how you could say such a thing? Don’t; you have one Mr. Cenon?” Chaos asks him. “I don’t need any of them, Havoc, never in my life.” he answered. “But I actually have a son.” Roman SAID. Chaos stared at him as he said that and drank alcohol. “His name is River, River Cenon.” Roman said that Chaos didn’t expect it. He was expecting him to say Devren’s name as he is his real heir, Chaos nodded his head and grabbed the alcohol that just got served to him.

She should have known that Nicole was special, ever since she took out the poison from Lucas' body. "You will get to know everything soon, Jamie. We can't keep Nicole waiting, right?" Roman said, with a smirk. "You're coming with us? Would grandfather know about this?" Jamie asked, as she could still feel the reins of her grandfather over her. However, Roman replied to her question by shifting into his wolf form. The bag in his hand was strewn across the floor and he landed on all fours, his clothes torn. He had black fur that glistened under the moonlight and he went to stand beside Nicole.

"Why are you protecting her?" "I am not…." Roman sighed. "Adira is not down there!" He gestured to the floor. "That…is the Alpha, Theodore." "What?" "I went after Adira but got injured in the chest. Almost died even." He opened his chest that was now bandaged. "But in a weird turn of events, I ended up capturing Alpha Theodore, the original person that made us take the deal with you." "So what does that mean for our deal?" Roman took a deep breath and exhaled. "It means our deal is off, you will have to find some else to do your dirty work."

The second male who was there that night. Zeke greets him warmly, a noticeable deference in his tone that he never shows anyone else. “Roman.” Roman’s hard eyes, the color of flint which is the same shade as mine, shift to me, and they soften almost imperceptibly as he takes in the sight of me. There’s a silent, intense exchange between him and Zeke, some message passed through a bond that I can’t decipher. “You must be Olivia, our Luna," He states, his voice low and serious. “I'm the Beta around here. You can call me Roman.”

Noah warned with seriousness in his eyes. “Are you threatening your father-in-law?” Felix asked, and they busted into laughter. “Who is my father-in-law?” Noah hissed, and Adam continued to talk about meeting her. Meanwhile, Roman was leaning behind the wall. Listening to their conversation. The glare in his eyes was dark and the Leer on his lips was as if a predator was waiting, its prey falling into his own trap. With an assuring evil smirk, Roman knew he would expose them soon. “Things are getting interesting out here. I’m having an old friend for dinner.” He said to himself with an evil smile that betray all innocence, walking away with silent steps like a tidal volume of air.

Looks: 5’7, White, brown round eyes, wrinkles, brown short hair always on a ponytail, slim. Family: Raphael Lockwood (boss, like a son) / Robert Smith (husband) / Isbella (Tammy) Smith (daughter) Friends: N/A Romeo Karkov (62) Job: Leader of the Russian mafia Raphael’s biggest enemy Personality: despicable, unfaithful, rude, dangerous, womaniser, disrespectful Looks: 5’7, White greasy hair, Fat, wrinkles, with uneven teeth. Scar on the right side of his face, green eyes.

I let my heart guide me there and desire coils in my stomach the moment I see him. Roman is still in his brown-haired disguise and he’s dripping with sweat. The way it gleams on his forearms, the way his hair seems to be semi-drenched, the way he’s wearing a sleeveless shirt and those gray pants that make flashes of last night come back to my mind…….. Kill me. Just kill me. Roman is holding two rods in his hand and Fen is on the other side with the same. They circle each other, their movements, clearly relaxed and predatory, and then they attack.

Roman… please. And then everything went black.