Romance Man Novels & Stories

He didn't say a word to her, but he turned to me, right there in the middle of the Hall of Justice, and opened the box exposing the ring. "Oma, Johnson" he said, his voice steady and full of a love that didn't need a billionaire's approval. "I don't have a firm at the moment. I don't have a legacy to call my own. All I have is a name that I’m trying to make honourable and a heart that belongs to you and you only. Will you stay with me? Not as a scandal, but as my partner? Forever?" I looked at the ring, then at the man who had burned down the world to save me. I smiled, the first true, effortless smile of my recent life.

"I haven't seen the woman's face yet but Dad mentioned her name, Nicole Rivera." "Ohh, her name is ugly. I'm the one telling you that you two are not suitable for each other." I shook my head. "Of course, we're going to be good, but gosh, I don't want a princess. I want a prince, like duh!" "Besides, you are not suitable either, the man I want for you is handsome, kind, respectful, with a sense of humor! But the more important thing is, you must like the man. Then I will never allow you to marry a man you don't love!" He added.

“At least tell me your name.” “Bianca.” “I’m Roman Rutherford. Call me Roman.” He extended a hand. I shook it, noting the strength in his grip. “Nice to meet you.” He smiled, stepping closer. “You're being mean because you’re here with your husband?” “I’m not married. I just want to be alone,” I said, firm, cautious. “I know you’ve got a lot going on. I just want to understand,” he said softly. I hissed, brushing past him. “The worst mafia aren’t the arrogant ones, they’re the charming ones.”

Nobody should have the right to look that devilishly handsome with an ordinary half-smile. But Roman wasn't just anybody, he was ‘him’ “We're going to Manhattan,” he said calmly, but there was a tight edge to his words I didn't miss. “What for?” The half smile blossomed, sucking up all the oxygen in the room. “We're going on a honeymoon Callie.”

Isabel laughed at her side. She pointed next to the alluring slicked-back brunette male with a dashing dimple on one cheek, any girl would die to see such dimple again, "Dante Romano D'Angelo the party animal and the flirt of the family," He chuckled at the description but grinned. He kissed my cheek and said, "I don't mind such comment, I embrace my personality. If you want a good time, I am at your service." He winked at me. "Welcome to our humble abode Amore." He gave me that dashing smile 'any girl would die for' at me. I nodded and chuckled at his actions.

A man came out from the entrance of the stage wearing only briefs and a necktie. The man got Romana's attention. "What's wrong with him? He looks confused." "Ah, that's Vincent! He's new that's why he behaves like that. He said his wife got sick and needed a lot of money that's why he entered this job." She looked at him entirety. Handsome, upturned eyes and his big arms seemed to be able to lift and throw her on the bed. She looked down at the man's stomach with six packs of chocolate bars-liked muscles lined up that seemed to be nice to caress.

COLLEGE ROMANCE Written by:Authoress Ricky 🦋 Chapter Thirty- two🦋 Final💕💕💕 It been over a month now and things went back to normal. Mom spent time with us and guess what am going on a real date with Jeremy and I can't wait. Mark and Nobody I guess but he had been trying to get connected to julliard the new school nerd that doesn't even give him an attention. Jessica finally settled with Bred. Wondering who is Bred?

A naked woman wriggled as her sleep was disturbed. It was caused by a middle-aged man who woke up beside her. He was Ricardo. He had no other choice but to hire the services of a sex worker to satisfy his desires that night. Ricardo turned his head. His sweaty face grinned. His hand reached out and repeatedly patted the woman's buttocks. The woman moaned. Her face lifted from the pillow. She displayed a seductive expression while teasing Ricardo. Her bright red lipstick-covered lips smiled mischievously.

The woman beside him, sprightly despite her years, gave us a bright smile. “Hi,” I greeted, smiling back at them. “You’ve got yourself a really handsome man, girl,” Abigail said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Try to keep him safe from the vultures around.” I laughed nervously, glancing at Roman. “Are you married?” the man asked, tilting his head curiously. Roman didn’t hesitate. “Soon to be,” he said smoothly, slipping his sunglasses back on as if sealing the statement with his signature coolness.

I informed her in case she wasn't aware. "Isn't that a blessing? Have you forgotten that vampire? Isn't he a better man than that fool we have as mate? More handsome, sexy, caring, lovely, adorable, muscular, and angelic..." She swooned. Her tone was full of joy as I found myself blushing with my face beamed up with smiles. The face of Jaden appeared on my head, his smooth and soothing voice that embraces me like a warm blanket when he talked to me filled my ears and It was like a breathe of fresh air as I exhaled and grinned. My hand went into my pocket and I felt his bracelet.