Benny Franklin Rodriguez Novels & Stories

Bobby presses. “Still us,” I answered without hesitation. “Sam can come assist if you want,” Narissa offers. “I’ve got Ryan here.” “No.” The word rips out of me, sharp and absolute. Bobby and Jax both blink. Zander and Daniel smirk openly. “Oliver,” Narissa sighs. “Don’t start,” I growl. “If he sets foot here, there won’t be anything left for him to send back.” Ace surges forward, teeth bared, rage humming through.

I smiled. “Thank you,” he forced a smile, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “After Allen became one of the most powerful people in The Rodriguez's group, he became untouchable, I became one of the richest persons in the world, yet I still can't get revenge, do you know why?” Micheal said nothing, his brows forming a knot. “He has The Rodriguez's group protecting him, so I can't harm him physically, I can only fight to take the group away from him, but I can't do that alone.”

" he asked with a glimmer of hope. "Yeah, there's someone, his brother, but he is not here now, maybe you should come back later tonight," he said and Fernandez nodded with a smirk. "Thank you, sorry, what's your name? I'm Fernandez, Fernandez Tiguan" he introduced himself and stretched out his hand for a shake. "I'm Reuben," he said and they shook hands before Fernandez left intending to come back. As soon as he got into his car to leave, he received a strange message

"Ooh. You don't know what happened to Benny, do you?" "What? What happened to him?" "He was fired. Sir Rogers fired him" What?!

“If I held on, after all the loss that I went through, and if I stayed strong to raise you as a grandson without throwing you out like others would do to bastards; it is because I never saw you as any less than my grandson. When it comes to her, I never did bother looking at her, and I never asked to see her. If she sees me as a stranger and if she treats me as one, then she is not to be blamed. But you, you are to be blamed, not once, but a thousand times if you see yourself as one because you know, very well, that you were never treated as a stranger or as any different. If anything, you got the Sforza last name, the blood of a noble, and the lead of a creed.” “I am not going to work with

" No need to provide financially. We have enough. Just give me your contact. When he wakes up, I will give you a call immediately " " Oh " Alessio breath. " Thank you so much Ma'am. So, so much " " Can I ask, what his name is? " " Of course. He is Maximo Santino "

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.

Beta Rodriguez indirectly labeled me as a prostitute. A bitter smile crossed my face as I took the pen that was there next to me and signed my name without much of a thought. From the time I was born, I have only seen and felt rejection and fear, and I think that is what I will only experience for the rest of my life. I got up from my place, and when I was about to leave, Beta Rodriguez called out my name. “No one knows about this contract between us, so I don't want you to tell anyone. Do you understand?” he asked me, and I nodded my head.

"That you were obsessed with Backstreet Boys in eighth grade. I know the street address of your first boyfriend, your niece's name, your roommate's phone number." He drew back suddenly. I shrank under his calculative gaze. I felt so…naked. "I have record of each breath you've ever taken, Bella." "Stalker." I stated. He snorted, before placing his hand on his chest, over his heart, and faked a painful moan. "Oh Bella," He mocked, "That hurt." So, Mariano Rivera was capable of sarcasm. I glared at him. "Do you…know everything?"

“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.”