Reid Romano Mga Nobela at Kwento

He motioned for Jim to enter. "I am Andrei Romano," he announced as Jim pushed through the revolving door. "Captain of the Central Direction Judicial Police." His tone was fitting - a guttural rumble… like a gathering storm. Jim held out his hand to shake. "Jim Davis." Romano's enormous Palm wrapped around Jim's with crushing force. "I saw the photo," Jim said. "Your agent said Marquis Esquibel himself did -" "Mr. Jim," Romano's ebony eyes locked on. "What you see in the photo is only the beginning of what Esquibel did."

Before I could tell Stephanie to get out and go do something useful with her life, the notification for an incoming call caught my attention. I hit the answer button on my iMac, expecting news from Leo. “I told you the code was wrong! When are you going to stop being such a stubborn idiot?!” A female roar blasted through the speakers while Leo looked at me like a man begging to be put out of his misery. I raised a brow when I spotted, in the background, a tiny redhead arguing with Nino while pointing at several massive screens in front of them. “Patriarch... how have you been?” Leo said with an awkward smile.

I fixed my ass on the couch. “What?”… “I know you will be mad, Max. But trust me, it has nothing to do with the nutcase lady or her father.” I leaned a little, reaching for a corkscrew, and I screwed off the cork of the bottle. “I’m not fucking mad at you, Leo. I’ve always known you as someone who fucking does things with motives behind it. So what’s the fucking tea? Spill it.” Serving the glasses, “My body has yet to fully recover after the face out with the Maranos. I don’t want your sister to see me as incapable during….” I slid a glass to him.

To witness me. I stood at the front, beside Alexandro, beneath a giant silver arch twined with white roses and moon blossoms. My hand trembled in his, but he held it firmly—reassuring, unshaken, calm. He looked every bit a king in his white ceremonial robe embroidered with gold and pearl threads. His hair was neatly tied back, his wound hidden beneath layers of fabric and power. He didn't flinch once. Even now, after being stabbed, he stood like nothing could touch him. Miraculously, his wound stopped bleeding and he got a fast healing. 0

When he returned she gave him a name - Cody Reign. " Who is he? Ally or enemy?" Aidan asked as he got dressed. " He is an enemy to Drew. It says here he was briefly friends with Roman before Roman attacked him in his deranged state." " You're a genius. That's perfect! He will be able to help us find Roman." "You think so? " " Yes! If he was attacked by Roman and survived an attack so gruesome from him, he must be having dreams of Roman's wolf too. He could help us find Roman"

“Roman doesn’t think much of me, so he doesn’t always notice when I’m around.” “Why doesn’t he think much of you?” I asked, trying not to seem as desperate for his touch as I was. Domenico was the leader, and every man in that space gave him respect and didn’t question any order he gave. The way he interacted with Roman, their shaded words and tense atmosphere. There was history there. “Because he is the son of Giovanni and Renata Ferrante, and he believes that makes him above everyone else. Like I said, I heard the whispers, the plans they had for you. I wasn’t going to touch you, but as they were talking, you began to change.”

We watched as they disappeared out of sight. “ I am so sorry for not believing you, Brianna. I know you wouldn’t ever lie to me. My son has made some decisions that he is not proud of and I know he regrets them. I just hope there is redemption for him. “ Romano said with a faraway look on his face. I reached over the table and placed my hand on his. “ I know how you feel but you should be proud of him. Other men would have denied what they had done but he owned up to his mistakes like a real man. I am sure he will find a woman who will be his redemption. “ I reassured.

I smiled at him as he hugged me and pecked me on the lips, then held my waist protectively, marking his territory. "And you are?" he asked a sad-looking Jasper. "Jasper Reid, an ex-college mate of Dana," he replied putting out his hand for a handshake. Philip scanned the hand, as if skeptical to accept it, but accepted it anyway, giving it a firm grip. He released his hand from Philip's grip, smiling nervously. "I should get going now, it was nice seeing you again, Dana," with a polite nod, he excused himself. I breathe out a relieved sigh that I didn't know I was holding.

“Never in your wildest dreams. I will hunt you, Romano and when I do, I'll have you begging for your dear fucking life. There is no place in the corner of this earth where you’ll be safe from me.” “It’s a shame. But you won’t be able to find me.” Romano states proudly. I glance over to Miko and he nods, writing something down on a sheet of paper. Holding it up, it reads. “Found him. He’s overseas, North America. Costa Rica, to be exact.’ I hold in my grin, not wanting to give anything away. “I’d consider your days numbered, Romano. You better pray to whatever deity you know.” An evil grin spreads across his face, the expression of a psychopath. “I would love to see you try, Moretti.”