Romans & histoires Savanti Romero

I was sure my aura right now was pure predator, dangerous as hell. The bar was calm at this hour, and while I took my first sip, I spoke while watching our reflections in the glass wall lined with expensive bottles. “Hope you got my gift,” I said, my voice sharp as steel. “Sanchez... was that you? I thought it was Alpha Bianchi...” He paused, realizing I’d been involved. His surprised look vanished fast, replaced by a controlled expression. “I had nothing to do with that. He acted on his own,” he answered in the same low, tight voice.

Letting me know that he's the one I was meeting here for. So he already know my face, kahit ngayon ko palang ito nakita. I just nodded at him while studying him as he walked towards my table. With his slim built, wrinkled face and some white hairs on his head, halatang matanda na nga ito but with how stiffed his body as he walked towards me, mukhang mas malakas pa yata ito sa kalabaw. "I'm Ricky Vista, Ms. Romero. Finally we meet." He greeted nang makalapit sya as he held out his hand for a handshake.

“I won’t speak on her but I will tell you to be careful with her. She might be your karma.” I almost laughed. Dante was too practical to believe in karma. “She not my karma—” “The things we’ve done are enough for karma to be real.” “Either way, Viola is not my karma. If you met her, you would know she’s a good wife and a pleasant person to be around. She also has something about her that pulls people to her. Even Lucia is warming up to her.” He shook his head and stared at me incredulously. “I’ve never heard you say someone is pleasant to be around. What is that girl giving you? She’s the daughter of the biggest snake in the game. Are you sure you want to warm up to her?”

“Come inside.” I dried his hair with a towel while he sat silently at the edge of the couch. The scent of chicken tinola filled the small space—his homemade dinner, spiced exactly how I liked it. I didn’t have to ask. “You’re not afraid this is all for nothing?” I asked quietly, towel still in my hand. Romero looked up at me with an expression I hadn’t seen in years. Devotion. Not the kind forged by obsession or longing—but by choice. “I’m not doing this for a reward, Carmenta,” he said. “I’m doing this because you deserve to see what love looks like without pain in its hands.”

I calmed myself down and looked at him expectantly. He spoke; "I'm gay, Aito" What? I blinked. "I'm gay and I'm in love with you" ... ... Fuck.

Instead, she was lying in a hospital bed, in a pale blue hospital gown, and I did not know if I had the courage to look at her. A day ago, we received an anonymous call from a woman from California working for Sauveterre Enterprises, stating that they had found a woman named Samantha Romano. We were skeptical at first, knowing it could very well be a trap. It was then decided that while Marco and Viktor would stay back in Chicago, Alessandro Romano, Dominic, and I would leave for California. And when we did, surprisingly, the information checked out. Two brothers, Edward and Daniel Sauveterre, got into business with the cartel, who in turn fucked them. When they chased the shipment, they man

“You must be the Romanos. I am Edward Sauveterre, and this is my brother, Xavier.” I shook their hands apprehensively, flicking a glance over at my father. “Dominic Romano. I don’t believe we have met before.” “Actually, we haven’t,” Xavier Sauveterre replied this time who has a much younger voice and appearance than his brother. “In that case, it is a pleasure. However, we are in a bit of a rush, gentlemen. So, I—” Edward cut in before I could finish. “And I believe it has something to do with Miss Samantha Romano?”

Ace kissed her cheek before walking to where his brothers stood. “you look beautiful” he whispered, the moment she stood in front of him. Camila grinned. “you don’t look too bad yourself” she replied earning a small chuckle from him. “we are gathered here to witness the marriage of Roman Romero and Camila Santiago” the priest started. He read all the marriage rites and had the couple repeat after him, he led Camila in her vows but when it was Roman’s turn, he pulled out a paper from his pocket. He’d written special vows.

Zainy bow his head in defeat and pays his respect to the one and only Maximo Santino. " Iris Saint is all yours Maximo " He said softly.

he told Judy and immediately dailed the next contact on the list. "Tommorow? I need it tonight. " Gideon said then hung up the call after nodding. Gideon had placed his phone on speaker so Judy was hearing everything. "Next? " said an impatient Gideon. "ZINOX. " Judy said. Gideon dialed their number and someone picked the call. "Hello this is Mr. Romero. I need about fourty bottles of Roaming dog wine please? " Gideon asked. "I'm sorry we don't take orders now. We only offer bar services. " replied the woman who answered the call.