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* * * Rodri getsto his feet as soon as he sees me, a smile on his face. His short dark brown hair is greasy, and his brown eyes are guarded. There’s no one else in the bar except my guards and a few of the Amaros. Rodri offered to meet when the bar was open for everyone, but I figured that was too much of a security risk because my guards would have to constantly watch random people coming and going. “Hello.” He grins. “I’m honored to be meeting with you.”

Rod raised a ridged brow and his jaw clenched in fury, “Oh I see you have been stalking me now. I made the worst mistake by letting you into my hotel room. But please listen and listen very well. I, Rod Benson can never work for you. I can’t be your manager. I am happy for you. You are doing well. Congratulations, ruthless woman, but I can’t work for you, since I am going after Melissa in Ohio. It is wasted effort.” Salsa sniffed; she just wished she could tell Rod she was missing him already and she wished she could tie him down in Rio. She tossed her head and shrugged, “It is okay so when are you going to return from Ohio. I guess you are not going to reside there permanently.”

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Author’s POV. The morning sun fell through the large glass walls of the Rodriguez headquarters, spreading a soft golden light across the office. The day was bright and business was good. Allen sat at the far end of the meeting room, his hands folded neatly on the table. He wore a dark gray suit that matched the mood of the room — calm, serious, powerful. Across from him sat Old Grandpa Rodriguez, the man who had built the empire with his own hands. Allen leaned forward slightly. “Sir, the company’s stocks have risen by twenty percent this quarter,” he said, sliding a folder across the table. “The new deal with the foreign investors has pushed our name further into the international market. W

CHAPTER 4 TAYLOR “Your name is Taylor Anya Fitzroy and you're an orphan. You lost your parents in an accident at fifteen and your grandpa died after you graduated from high school. You're twenty two years old, you lived in an apartment which was close to where you formerly worked as a barista at a Cafe and your boyfriend… Well, now your ex-boyfriend is Malcolm Doe.” Mr Rover listed every single information about myself while he sat before me in the mansion's living room but all I could think about was the amount of blood I just witnessed out there when he shot those bodyguards in their knees and hands.

He looked so dashing in a black suit and expression as dark and authoritative as a strict boss. He walked towards me with confidence and stood beside me as he pushed his hands inside the pocket of his slacks. He roamed his eyes around, examining the people. I felt my cheeks heated in embarrassment realizing I only have four people inside. This is crazy! Rogue glanced at me before he stood straight and lifted his chin. Uncle Aiden was looking at him in shock. He must’ve known Rogue Adams. “I am here to discuss an important matter with Miss Quinn. And since I was told that you are having a meeting here, I might as well join this conference…as part of the board. I am Rogue Adams Ryder, the Pres

Pull the trigger or leave him barely alive to set an example for the people who were still looking for her. "How do you know me? I know you're like me, trained not to speak when held captive or tortured but if you know my name, then you know me, and you know why they called me Adolph's Shadow, don't you?" His Adam's Apple moved up and down as he gulped from the fear she inflicted with that sentence and those dreadful eyes. He could still feel the aftermath of the punch she landed below his chest before sending him sprawling on the floor. "As expected of the Hian Hoshi clan, to be able to produce such a fine gifted weapon as you must have made them proud and esteemed."

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Miss Tanya said, I saw Rod look at my direction. "Ah- yes Miss Tanya, noted," I said. "I've finished everything you asked me to do," she looked at the papers on my desk and nodded slightly. "I'm leaving," I looked again at Rod who was now looking at his phone. Right after I left Rod's office, I saw his message. RJ: You rent a boarding house, right? I frowned. Me: How did you know? RJ: I am Rodie James Chavez

It makes its own laws, and you are forced to implement them by your will, while you are happy and smiling. Mack raises an eyebrow; What do you want to pray for with your speech? Rodri nervously; Ah, no, nothing, I'm just talking to you to break the boredom Rodri laughs stupidly as Mac approaches her mac malice; What do you think of doing something else to break boredom? rhodri stupidly; Something like what?!!! mac cunningly; Like sleeping with you for example Rodri's heart twitched violently and tensely; Didn't you say that I'm not your type of woman and that I don't have anything to seduce you?