Rome Wasn't Built In A Day Meaning Mga Nobela at Kwento

Suddenly Whitney got loose from her husband and charged toward Roman. I knew she couldn’t hurt her even if she wanted to. She pointed a sharp accusatory finger at her chest and poked her around. Roman was so weak each jab nudged her back. “You are a dark omen on this pack. All you bring is death and darkness. Your name is heavy with implication. Rome was not built in a day but it fell quickly. Destruction and death are your tail. Leave us or we will make you leave.”

“It was the fastest way to get here.” I inhaled slowly. “It is a two-day journey,” I reminded him. He looked at me with that familiar tilt of his brow. “I told you already—it’s only one day for me and my warriors.” “Even if,” I muttered, turning my gaze toward the horizon. “You have your duties.” “It doesn’t matter,” he replied calmly. “It’s the weekend anyway.” “You are a future king, Rome,” I said with a small sigh. “You do not get weekends.”

She was gambling! All roads lead to Rome. Who doesn’t want a piece of Rome? As soon as Calvin tightened his grip on the back of her head, he pressed her delicate face against the glass, forcing her to look at the world outside the window. “You complain about your family’s decline. Why don’t you spend some time thinking about how to build a new city-state on the ruins? Living in the past and feeling sorry for yourself will deprive you of even this pitiful capital in your hands.”

"You don’t rebuild an empire with ghosts, Romano. You’re chasing the past." Romano grinned. "Oh, but that’s where you’re wrong. I’m not rebuilding Marcella’s empire. I’m creating something new. Something stronger. Something even she couldn’t have imagined." Isabella’s patience was wearing thin. "If you wanted a fight, you should have come yourself instead of playing games." Romano took another slow sip of his drink, then set the glass down. "Who said I didn’t?" With a snap of his fingers, his men moved.

Then he said, "You never lost me, Damian. I was always here. Waiting for you to come home." "I couldn't come home. Don't you understand that? Every street in this city is haunted by them. Every corner has a memory. I see Mom in every coffee shop. I see Dad in every board room. And you—you just kept building, kept growing, kept moving forward like they never existed." "That's not true," Roman said firmly. "I think about them every day. I visit their graves every month. I've tried to honor them by building something they'd be proud of—"

After all, I was a business major and also learned a lot about running a construction company for two years, but I don’t even remember graduating…did I enroll in another university after getting expelled? Somehow, I knew Roman had the answers to all these questions yet I couldn’t ask him. Not when he looks like he would explode if I said another word. Why marry me if he hates me so much? I scoffed inwardly and looked out the window, subconsciously watching the cars beside us to see if they were tailing. In less than twenty minutes, I could see the makings of a tall building. It was by far the biggest and highest building I’d seen in the city and it wasn’t even finished yet.

This is a sign, babes! M: 'I must be blind, smh, 'cause I don't see a single sign. E: 'You know the saying, when in Rome....' M: 'Do as the Romans do?' E: 'Is that the saying? I thought it was like whatever happens in Rome, stays in Rome. M: 'You're an idiot! I listened closely and heard that the shower tap had turned off. He was probably getting dressed, so I decided to get off the bed and grab my outfit for today since my makeup and skincare bag were already in the bathroom.

“Did you know him in person?” “Very much.” My brows furrowed just when his attention focused on the photo. Their connection drew more suspicions and theories. More puzzles still needed to connect in my head. “Rome was the greatest civilization in the history of mankind,” he stated. “It saddened me even to this day when I heard her collapse.” “Her?” “Rome was like a mother to me and any Romans that are still living in this world.” “But, your soldiers,” I stated. “They don’t look like Romans.”

"Call the emperor! Now!" ************************************ INDEX: Caput Mundi Roma - Rome capital of the world