Romance Man Novels & Stories

She was pretty, but she kept bowing her head, as if she's trying so hard to disappear into the shadows. Meanwhile, the man wore a general's uniform with dozens of medals pinned on it. Judging by his arrogant stance and condescending tone, he did not earn those medals. I smiled tightly. "Ah, pardon my manners. I'm Duke Anton Fontaine of Michestershire. I thought you would have known me, but clearly you didn't take the time to memorize the faces of your soon-to-be family?" He tsked, but held his hand out to me and looked like I should be grateful to be in his presence.

I have already gone through all that was to know about him. Dante Romano, twenty-seven-year-old single father who owns a high-end nightclub by the name Eclipse Lounge. Not only that, he has another business. A popular Restaurant in the state and a branch in Singapore. He's a man that travels around a lot. There wasn't much information about his personal life apart from him being a single father and a sex maniac. There was no other information beyond that.

He introduced himself as my fiancé wherein he hasn't proposed to me yet. "A-are you L-Lucas Manoban?" Romina stuttered and I bit my lower lip to suppress my laughter to break out. "Yes, how do you know me?" Lucas asked innocently. Seriously? He's so famous not because he's a multi billionaire, also because he's so freaking handsome that every girls and gays drool over him.

I tried to explain. “I will compensate you and besides I do not see my future wife working in a cafe,” he said and I looked at Mom, she nudged me to come to sit with her. I walked sluggishly and I clenched my fist. I sat beside Mom and stared at this stranger. The man was in a suit and he looked hot and muscular. He gave me the same glare he gave me yesterday but I was more tense and the atmosphere worse. “I am Dante Roma, I am here to help your father.” his voice didn't crack, his voice was thick.

I was too invested in what I was reading to look up until the person spoke. “Hello, are you Miss. Hathaway?” I raised my head and my heart fluttered at the sight of the good-looking man standing in my office. He was tall and had muscles that were defined by the expensive quality of his royal blue suit. He had perfectly styled dark hair and perfectly cut facial features. He looked like he just stepped out off a runway. This man had to be the second most good-looking man after Anthony. “Hi,” I said in a low voice and he stepped closer with his hands stretched out for a handshake.

Rome said while putting on his socks. Bridgette admiringly watched the very handsome tall man. Bridgette would have never thought she would be standing in a hotel room with a man who looks like Rome Martinez. Now the question is did she sleep with him? If she did, this would be her first Hispanic man.

Rena's eyes lit up when she found a man who had come to meet her. She was the most handsome man she had ever known. She had never seen a man so dominant in her life but could make her heart flutter. She had known him for almost half a year—the man is known as Romeo Riley. At first, all she knew was that the man often came to the house to see Ben. However, over time it was he who became closer. "Your cheeks are red." The man was already in front of Rena with his smooth hair. Don't forget the beard that adorns the man's chin, making him even more masculine.

"Don't say that, I don't want to hear it anymore we are rich, you and me! There is no poor person among us." Without a word, he drew closer, gently placing a hand on my cheek, his touch both comforting and burning. Romain brought his lips to mine for a soft kiss, hesitant at first, but which quickly transformed into a flamboyant declaration of passion. His hands explored my arms, tracing imaginary curves that awakened a deep desire within me.

“And our little member is perfect. Size, health and everything.” I smiled so hard my cheeks ached, looking up at my husband. "Did you hear that, Dante? He is perfect." Dante finally blinked, turning his dark eyes down to me. "Of course he is perfect, tesoro. He is yours." Romeo let out a loud, dramatic sigh. "Please, spare me the romance in my own clinic," Romeo teased. "Now, let's talk about the rules for the next few months." Dante’s posture instantly changed. He stood up straighter, slipping right back into his terrifying CEO mode.

My nipples hardened and pressed against the thin fabric of my dress, and I could feel a familiar wetness between my legs. Romano was a handsome man. He was in his late thirties, with dark, jet-black hair and a strong, masculine face. He had the build of a swimmer, and his clothes clung tightly to his athletic physique. I couldn't help but wonder how he would look naked, his tanned skin glistening with sweat. As the stripper returned with a bottle of vodka, Romano whispered something in her ear. She nodded, then turned to me. "So, what do you think about Sir Romano?" she questioned.