Leaving Roxana Robinson Novels & Stories

For twenty-two years, I had been the only daughter of the Falcones. Everyone in the family held me in their hands. Underboss Leon Marchetti took a bullet for me. Consigliere Enzo Ricci stormed into enemy territory just to pull me out. Vice Don Darius Lombardi even swore in front of the Don himself that no matter what happened, I would always be the first person he protected. They spoiled me rotten, made me willful, and convinced me of one thing. No matter who I eventually chose as my fiancé, they would never leave my side. Until six months ago, when the real Falcone heiress, Bianca Falcone, came back to the family. Little by little, their time, their protection, all their care shifted t

And in a beautiful, poignant turn of events, that compassion had come full circle, inspiring Layna to make the ultimate sacrifice. I felt a deep sense of gratitude for this unexpected turn of events, knowing that Roxy's presence in my life had created a ripple effect of kindness that would stay with me forever. Roxy's words were a gentle whisper, a soft caress that filled my heart with warmth. "I knew you had it in you to be a good person," she said, her eyes shining with a deep affection. And then, she leaned in, her lips brushing against mine in a tender, electrifying kiss.

Robin felt too much uncomfortable to stay there for longer. So he told Noir that he wants to leave. They took a taxi and got in. But the driver left saying needed to pee. So they waited for him to come back. “You have drunk too much. You should go back home and sleep,” Noir said to Robin who sat beside her. “No, I’m fine,” he replied, looking out through the window. Noir texted Henry while Robin was distracted. “We are leaving, come out already.”

Roxanne I am sitting on Laryn's knee wearing an indecently tight gown with practically nothing holding my breasts in. My dragon lifts my hand and brings me to my feet. "Roxy, baby, go and find another lovely to share our bed tonight." He slaps my ass and I jump away from the gaming table with a very feminine squeal. Laryn said he would give me an excuse to leave the room and steal my treasure. Two women, though. He knows I'd cleave his cock right off. I giggle and the men give me wicked leers as I leave the room.

Oh, and may we please not talk about my mini confessions of how much I'm crushing on you, that would be super awkward! Love you, Robyn. Oh, and I stole your sweater! Ezekiel felt many waves of emotions flow right through him, from happiness to sadness and to laughter. Robyn was really a gem, that he lost forever. The End

I wanted to punch the asshole for touching the woman I love. I looked at Roxy as we were all gathered at the poolside while waiting for the guest. I don’t care that Andrea was looking at me while I was looking intently at Roxy. I know her and I can see that she was merely pretending to like Robert. She can fool the people around us but not me. I know her too well. “So Robert will be leaving New York tomorrow and we will be leaving in three days.” Roxy stated. “What are you really leaving?” Cassie exclaimed.

The atmosphere in the room had become unbearably suffocating, causing Roxanne to finally say quietly, “Leave.” Killian looked slightly taken aback. “What?” Roxanne immediately stared at him again. And this time, there was no softness left on her beautiful face. “I said leave.”

I press my trembling fingers against the window. Goodbye to the mansion, goodbye to Marco. Goodbye to every single lie I believed. And most of all, goodbye to the woman who thought she had finally found a place to call home. Goodbye, Roxana Kozlov. The tears sting my eyes, and I push them back—no more.