Benjamin Franklin Rodriguez Novels & Stories

Sincerly, Angel Franco

He had just wrapped up a meeting with his internal team, so it made sense he’d be ready and waiting. “Welcome, Mr. Benjamin.” Mr. Rodriguez stood up, shaking hands with Benjamin and also with me. He greeted my other colleagues as well. “Please, have a seat,” he gestured to the empty chairs. Benjamin didn’t stand on ceremony and sat down as directed, and the rest of us followed suit. Initially, the atmosphere was pleasant, but then it turned serious. Benjamin looked at Mr. Rodriguez carefully before asking, “Where’s Mr. Freddie Green? Shouldn’t he be here already?”

VICTORIA I kept staring a second longer until a folder was placed on my lap. “Read through the agreements so you know if everything’s okay,” Mr. Dante whispered, and I snapped out of it, realizing the meeting had already started. From our side, in the dark, I watched the signs on the screen while the interpreter relayed them to Lorenzo. He said he apologized for not attending. “I wasn’t expecting you. I was expecting your father. Patriarch Dmitri Brona is the one I’ve always made deals with,” Lorenzo shot back without a shred of respect.

Enrique ran his hand through his hair again. Benji, a.k.a. Benjamin McCallister, not only went to school with Enrique and the gang, but also a close friend. He was one of the most sought-after attorneys in Linnesse. I nodded. “We’re working on it.” My gaze flicked to the clock above the fireplace. “Come on, it’s time for lunch.” My gaze swept across the floor, finding the remains of my favorite vase. I really need to work on my control more.

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

Philip recognized the man, but not the lady, and he was surprised when the man saw him and approached him with the beautiful young lady. "Maestro felipe!" The man said with a smile as he shook hands with Philip. "It's nice to see you again, Dr. Mathew." Philip said with a smile. Dr. Mathew was a big man with medicated eyeglasses and white hair, he was definitely in his sixties perhaps a little older than his father, who was turning sixty. Dr. Mathew was a very intelligent man with a friendly personality and he occupied an important position in the CRUZ company.

“It’s plastic, Piper. It doesn’t have shoulders.” “Still.” I clutch mine closer.“So, tell me. What’s the deal with Luna Serena’s son?” Zoe sighs, her expression darkening. “Ryder told me the whole story. It’s… complicated.” “Complicated how?” She hesitates before saying, “His name is Nicholas. He’s Elijah’s stepbrother. Luna Serena became Elijah’s father’s second chance mate after Elijah’s mom died tragically. It messed them all up—Elijah and his father grew distant, and even when Luna Serena had Nicholas, the bond between father and son didn’t really heal.”