Novel & Cerita Franky X Robin

“Are you fine, Lady Francine?” Francine was pulled from her thoughts. In front of her was Sir Rodrick, her fiancee, as always asking her with those insipid eyes. The first time they met, Rodrick was so careful with her. He was nice. His reserve nature helps his tranquil charm. His black hair and dark blue eyes were very nice to look at too. Safe to say, she couldn’t help blushing when they first met themselves way back 2 years ago.

After thinking for a while, Grainne said: “Ah… sorry, Robin. I have to take care of Harry now, have to go to work, have to take care of the children, it's tiring. I don't have time to talk about love. So I think we don't get along." Robin replied: "It's okay, I'll help you take care of Harry in the future, you may not even need to go to work. I can feed you too!” Pop! Grainne punched him hard in the chest, “Robin, what the hell are you talking about? We've known each other for so long, you still don't know what kind of person I am? How can I just hang on to a man for a living?"

“No, not that. It’s about Christy, Grandpa.” A smile warmed Winchester’s face. “That girl—she’s such a sweet, cute thing…” Franklin’s frustration sharpened. He cut in, voice tight. “Grandpa, she’s my girlfriend. I intend to marry her.” Winchester’s smile faded into a frown. “She told me you’re just friends—that the two of you are only friends.” Franklin’s eyes widened at the words. He couldn’t keep his composure any longer.

“But I’m the one she wants. And I’m the one who’s going to spend the rest of my life proving I’m worth it.” For a second, neither of us moved. Then Frank’s eyes flashed with something feral. He swung. Fast. Hard. His fist connected with my jaw—solid, painful. My head snapped to the side. Copper flooded my mouth. I didn’t stumble. Didn’t fall. I straightened slowly. Tasted blood. Smiled—slow, dangerous. Frank’s eyes widened—just a fraction. Panic flickering behind the rage. “Sabrina is mine,” he snarled, voice shaking. “Mine. Fucking mine!”

Even Lyken was rendered speechless, that he could only shake his head at their friend. “Robin, can you not get into their case? Mind your own business and leave them alone. Those two are at the right age, they know what they’re doing,” Honey scolded him. Robin pouted at her before turning to them again, “I just don’t get it. Why do you have to hurt each other when it’s obvious that you still like one another? That you still love each other. That’s just weird!” Jada can’t stand listening to Robin anymore, she stood up before he could speak again. “You’re drunk, Rob. Go to bed!” forcing a laugh as she heads to the kitchen.

He finally settled for the latter. "You have to promise not to blow it up or ruin it." Frankie stated. "How can I make a promise when I don't even know what I'm going to ruin?" Felix asked. He looked at his brother impatiently and when Frank didn't bulge, he decided to play along. "Okay, fine. I promise." "Good." Frankie replied as he started his narration. "I had a deal with that Ruben girl. I found out that she was obsessed with Kentley. So, we struck a deal." He paused and looked at his brother who had an expressionless appearance.

Christian asks, dry, his arms folded. “Francisco makes a manly omelet,” Frankie replies, his eyes on his work, his voice deepening. “Lots of bacon and sausage mixed in. Iris is gentler, like a mom. Or a good girlfriend.” He sends me a little wink, turning his head away so Christian can’t see it, though when I glance at Christian I see that he missed absolutely nothing. “She’s not a girlfriend, Frankie,” Christian sighs, his voice still dry. “Don’t get your hopes up.”

“You're lucky you're single and don't have to deal with the complications of marriage.” “Rob,” I reminded him. “Okay. You're right. We're not here to discuss personal issues,” Robin said. He looked at me intently. “By the way, what's your relationship with Darcy?” “How's the construction of your new clinic going?” I asked, changing the subject. “You attended Errol Fiander's party twice, and both times with Darcy Bailey.” Robin didn't give up. "Are you close to her because she's a dancer at your club?"

Andrew frowned. "Come on you know that was the impression you gave the first time we met." "I'm a bastard right, let's see what this bastard can do," he said before pulling her in for a lingering kiss. Robin pulled back with a laugh and said, "Stop, I still have to go to church, you've ruined my lipstick. Now you have to promise to always tell me everything, no matter what," she smiled.

Roxy blinked back the tears threatening to fall, she may look all tough but she is a big softie from inside. “ Daria! These are my friends, Rob and Roxy.” I introduced them when Daria’s sobs lessened. She turned her head towards them, acknowledging them. “ Nice to meet you, Daria! I am Roxy.” Roxy came forward with her hand for a handshake which Daria took and shook. “ Hi, Daria! I am Rob, her twin.” Rob gave Daria a small smile which she reciprocated with a Hi. “ We have another friend, Ricardo! He will be here shortly.” I said, my head again running with so many scenarios.