Rio 2 Roberto Romane & Geschichten

Whatever was going through her mind was cold and cruel. "Real soon," Connor added as he walked out of the house and joined his sister. I gave them one last wave and they walked away from our house to do what needed to be done while I turned my attention back to Luca and the new guy who was in our living room now. "Who were they?" Luca asked monotonously. "Just friends," I shrugged. "They were rogues. They shouldn't have been in the territory," Luca growled. He may have been my sister's Third in Command but that didn't give him the right to go all wolf on my ass. Especially not when he was stood with a rogue himself.

Cesare's smile faded slightly, his tone shifting. "Roberto, thank you for meeting us on such short notice." Roberto's expression grew serious. He nodded once. "For you, Cesare, always." Cesare turned, gesturing toward me and Bruno. "This is my nephew, Dante DeLuca. And his right hand, Bruno." Roberto's gaze shifted to me, assessing eyes. He extended his hand. "Dante DeLuca." I gripped his hand firmly. "Roberto." "Your reputation precedes you, Dante." Roberto's brows lifted slightly. "Strong and powerful. You've been making waves in the States, reclaiming territories. They say you're building something even greater than your father ever did."

He is panting in nervousness but he don’t want to cram inside of this building because he is the only one and he don’t have any men with him to help. “That is why you are the notorious killer of this country Jostein… I am so happy to see how you aim to the car with just a shot and making the two car explode in front of my sight—“ “YOU ARE A MAN OF NO WORDS ROBERTO!” he shouted to him and the other one exclaimed some dusty air. Roberto laughed, “if Mr. Alfredo is alive I am sure I will be rewarded if I can get him…” “LIAR!” Jostein defended himself to him. “MR. ALFREDO IS MY GOOD FRIEND HE NEVER ENTRUST YOU BEFORE BECAUSE OF YOUR FUCKING DIRTY TRICKS!” Jostein added and makes the young lady’s

The Conversation with Roberto Roberto was in the workshop, repairing one of Matteo's kites. When he saw the photo, he paled. Where did you get it? It turned up in the garden. Someone wants us to see it. Roberto took the photo with trembling hands. That's Antonio. He was with my father the day they met Sofia. And what was he doing there? He was working with them. He was my father's contact within the Moretti family. The one who passed on information.

Robert said firmly crossing his hands across his chest. "Look it's a fued between the De Niro family and we aren't someone believer of non violence and other stuffs so better you stay out of this mess for the sake of my sister and your baby."Alessandro of coarse rejected his suggestion. Robert sighed before speaking,"Stefano is my friend.He supported me against his whole clan not even caring for his own life and inheritance just to unite me with Povetta.He is my best friend and I won't let him down."He finished leaving no excuse for Alessandro to stop him form coming along.

Mr GU thundered, and grab his neck again before he could help himself up. Robert laugh hysterically, with a scorn look on his face, which infuriate MrGu, and he lifted him up, and yank him down again. Robert groaned in pain, and wrinkles his face. He felt weak, and tried to get up, but fell back. "Amigo, where is my daughter? Hand her over to me." "Do you care so much about her, that you forgot about your son?" Robert asked, and slowly help himself up. Robert's march close to him, and they stood man to man, gazing at each other.

He wasn’t worth it. Roberto was in his office, skimming through some papers, when I got there. “Good morning, Antonio.” He said as I approached him. “Good morning.” I drew the seat opposite him and settled on it, planting both elbows on the desk. “I saw Liam Romano outside.” “He just left here.” Roberto said as he took off his glasses and placed them on the desk. “If I may ask, what was he doing here? What business do you have with the Romanos?” I asked, trying with everything in me to suppress my anger.

I felt sick to my stomach, I was disgusted. A horrible sound came out of him immediately his eyes landed on Roberto. “So,” he rasped. “The boy finally knows.” Zeth’s hold on Roberto tightened protectively. I saw Roberto’s hand move quietly to Zeth’s pocket. I looked away and focused on the bastard. Roberto slowly stepped down from his arms, he walked forward alone.. “My name,” he said clearly, “is Roberto De’ Luca.” The bastards smile vanished instantly, the satisfaction was gone and replaced with rage and anger.

His team mates answered, some of them even sounding unsure. This angered Robert. "I said have I made myself clear?!" He repeated, voice raised, his eyes glaring at the members of his team. "Yes, sir!" This time around, his team mates, his subordinates, responded with more determination. Robert nodded, satisfied. "Good, now go out there and quietly turn this fucking town around and find me Irene Rosewood Romero." ~•~

His aura was undeniably strong and would fit for a young Mafia leader and that makes me more agitated. My eyes burned harder into his and he doesn't back down from the stare. There’s something familiar about him I should recognize but I don’t. He smirks at me “You must be Damien.” The way he says my name—like he’s known it for years and that immediately puts me on edge. “Answer my fucking question.” My hands twitch at my sides, reaching for my gun. “I’m Robert.” He tilts his head slightly, assessing me. “Roberto De Luca.” He stretched forward his hands.