Si Basilio Sa Ateneo Romane & Geschichten

] - Violet thought in her mind. This man was Basil's uncle - Titus Hasan. He is currently the director of the family construction company X. It must be said that he did not like Basil at all because Basil was inherently more prominent than him in all aspects, so until now he was still only the chief executive officer, and Basil was assigned to be the president of the school and CEO of company X. “Are you also interested in women? I thought you only knew Williams, didn't you?" Hasan put his hands in his pockets and mocked Basil and walked over to sit on the chair. Basil motioned for Williams to go to Violet.

Basilio was in a three-piece black suit too and under the sunshine of the warm May day, he looked even more striking. A frisson of recognition ran down my spine as our gazes met. Something amusing and dangerous danced in Basilio’s gaze, tempting me to fall under his dark spell. My heartbeat sped up and I smiled. Though I wasn’t sure why. There was nothing happy about the current situation or talking to a man with the worst reputation in New York. I liked him. I mean, how could you not with that gorgeous, full smile and dark eyes that could consume your soul.

"W‍ho asked you to drop it the​re?⁠" Rossi w​as⁠ trembling no‍w. He looke‍d at Lorenzo,​ then at the l⁠ed‍ger, t​hen at me. "It was... it w‍as the Basil‍e b​oy," Rossi wh‍ispered. "Marco Ba‌sile." Lorenzo‍ wen‍t​ st‌ill. "Basile," L‌orenzo r‌epeated.⁠ "My c​ousin's son."

"You looked like you wanted to murder him, but you couldn't. Ah, you're still the same Fratello Mio." I rolled my eyes as I smiled at him "I have amazing self-control, Fratello (brother). I'm not easily swayed by things." Basilio opened his eyes wide and exclaimed. "Oh, Amazing self-control eh!" I ignored him and closed my eyes to rest. Basilio was the closest friend I'd ever had. He was my childhood best friend, and he knew me inside and out, and so did I. We drove back to the company, and I settled some pressing matters I had to attend to before I went home. Shortly after, Basilio came in. "Brother, Mr. Stephano has sent the details of the auction, and ummm they sell some special goods."

A babbling Eleni sits on my lap drooling on her fist. "How are my girls?" Basil asked, his chest gleaming with sweat. "We're all ok." I said, he takes Eleni from me and talks to her in baby talk while she gurgles back. "Mamá I want brother." Atlas asked. "Don't worry little man you'll get one soon." Basil wiggles his brows at me, don't get me wrong I want more kids at least six but I want to wait till Eleni is at least one.

was all he said as he turned back to the piano, sinking into his thoughts. "And not just any young ladies, Antonio," Queen Camilla chimed in, her voice like silk. "You've garnered the attention of Count Gaius's daughter. The esteemed Count's family, as you know, is joining us for dinner tonight." At the mention of Count Gaius's daughter, Antonio felt a peculiar knot twist in his gut. He knew her only from whispers and fleeting glances. A vision of her flooded his mind – dainty and fair, almost angelic. Her name was Basia, an unusual beauty with hair the color of the midnight sky and eyes that were as blue as the deepest part of the ocean. She carried herself with a grace and poise that spoke

“I wish a glorious fight…not an ant squashing…I expect your every effort to be exhausted before I finally kill you.” Ruben scowled at Basille’s bragging ego but chuckled. “I respect that…funny I didn’t expect a Demon Lord to have a moral code when it came to duelling.” Basille grinned. “Oh, I don’t usually…but to look at you in this state I feel a little disappointed…so get a drink, food, sleep. I will battle you once you say you are ready.” Basille walked over to the gazebo and collapsed down in a heap of cushions. A maiden immediately poured him a wine into a golden goblet and delivered it to him with a dainty curtsey.

Nakatingin na rin sa malayo. Para namang dinudurog ang puso ni Rosario habang nakikinig. Ngayon lang niya nalaman ang tungkol sa nakaraan ng mag-asawang umampon sa kanya. "Mayroon akong access sa finance ni Don Basilio dahil nabigyan niya ako ng power of attorney nung maparalisado siya. Nakuha ko na nang husto ang pagtitiwala ng matanda. Dahil nagdadalamhati rin sa pagkabilanggo ng kaisa-isang heredero.”

I brought it up again and I’m not stopping until he gives me his name. “I’m Angelo.”