Novel & Cerita Roman Too Lit Mom

Liam popped an olive into his mouth. My mom shot Liam a dark look. “Watch your mouth. You might not be my son by blood, but we don’t talk like that in this house.” I couldn’t help the laugh that burst forth. “Mom, if I had a dollar for how many times I’ve heard you say ‘fucking hell’ when you got a bad tarot reading—” “You’d be completely broke.” My mom turned to get something from the stove, only to almost run into Mari. “Good lord, this kitchen is too small for all of you. Out, out, out!”

Romeo blushed and gave her mother a silencing glare and gave me a wary look. "Hailey?" Mom gave me that you-know-something-and-I-want-to-know-what-it-is kind of look. "Um...." I looked at Romeo. He does seem kind of familiar. And Cafe 48? Yeah. I think I do remember something...."You do look like that burglar from the other day." I earned a slap at the back of my head for that. "Be serious." My mother growled. I stared at this Romeo dude for a good 10 seconds as I tried to recall where I've seen this face before. Romeo must have felt awkward because he blushed and started to look anywhere but at me

Vidalia explained. She paused to study my expression for a bit before deciding to stand to her feet. "Well, I'll be on my way. Father has sent for me, but I cannot face him after what mother wrote in her letter," she said leaving us alone in her chambers. "What did your mother say?" I boldly asked. "She just urged us to stay far away from that monster. My mother laid out all of his sins, from mistreatment, infidelity, stealing, treason, and conspiracy. I used to think he was a man of honor. It proved to be a lie," Romeo said slamming his fist down on the table.

Selene asked, twirling with a flourish, the fabric whispering around her legs. "It's beautiful, Mom," Aurelia replied, forcing a smile as she descended the last step. But her gaze drifted involuntarily to Ronan. He leaned against the mantel, arms crossed over his chest, black shirt sleeves rolled up to expose the intricate tattoos snaking over his forearms, dark lines of wolves and thorns that seemed to pulse in the soft light. He watched her, his stare intense, stripping her bare without a word. Her pulse quickened, a flush creeping up her neck, her nipples tightening against the silk until they poked visibly through the fabric.

Once again, she tried to steer the crowd's attention back to me. She was ready to burn everything down, but I didn't care. When Mom realized I wasn't reacting, she had no idea how to continue her performance. Once the two of them were finished with their little duet, I spoke up calmly, "I think that's my line, Mom." I connected my phone to the massive screen in the lobby to play the footage of Ellie and Mom's conversation by the gates that day. The camera clearly captured their unusually bloated faces. When Mom saw herself on the screen, her complexion drained instantly. Just as she wavered, the screen carried a voice.

“I don't care what you did to Roman in the past but right now I'm telling you, I will never let you control or ruin my life in the same way.” I say in a level-headed tone. “You don't know what you're talking about. And I suggest you make findings before jumping to unnecessary conclusions.” Roman's mother says standing up from her position on the chair, glaring at me. “I may not know the whole story, but I know enough to confidently say that you are an evil person who doesn't deserve Roman as a son.” I say angrily.

He leaned in closer, his breathing turning ragged as the mention of the past began to stir his own deep-seated malice. "Why should you get to play the happy husband while the ghosts of our family rot? Let us talk about our mother, Roman. Let us talk about that final night, the night you ended her life. You stood there and you made your choice. You chose Kim over her. You let our mother die so your precious little girl could keep drawing breath." "You know nothing about what happened that night, and you know even less about what I had to endure," Roman retorted, his jaw clenching so tightly that the muscles in his face turned rigid.

"Adrian Romano. Of all people." "Mum..." I whispered. Her laugh was humorless and cold. "You don't realize his family has been at war with us for decades now, do you? His father tried to bleed us dry. His uncles put bullets in your grandfather's men. The Romano name is poison, Rue. And you—" she gestured at me wildly, "—you've been sleeping with him?" I flinched. Mum stared at me, her chest rising and falling. For the first time in years, she looked genuinely shaken. "God help me, Rue. You're in over your head."

Roman and Alecia’s parents. "Roman, who did this to you? What did you do to the Don?” His mum cried out. “Where-Where's your-,"Her remaining words turned into a low gasp when she saw the bodies hanging over the wall.” A-Alecia,"

"President Hayden, I'm sorry. I couldn't keep her away from harm when your brain refused to recognise her. I wanted to bring her to you, but after what Mrs Leah did to her, I can't afford to see her go through that inhumane treatment anymore. Your Mom threatened me. I'm sorry I didn't meet up to your expectations. Please forgive me" Romeo apologised. Louis nodded. He believed Romeo's words. In his thirty years of existence, he'd never known his mother like this. She was pure like a diamond in her love for him. But when she became a beast, he cannot tell. Pamela is a toxic woman is all she was chanting back then. She said he can't be with her because her personalities were different.