Novel & Cerita Mi Amigo Rodney

I was thinking about the pain of losing my parents and Bryan hurting me; I wasn’t thinking straight. “But cousin, don’t you think we need him by our side? The person doing this won’t come out, and what is happening might actually be bigger than we all think it is; someone might be rebelling against you; we need him on our side,” Rodney said. I never really thought about how smart I was until today.

Mom said and got up, “ Why are you telling me this now?” I asked, “ When I met Heather for the first time, he reminded me of that boss man that I met when I was being tortured.” He said, “ Heather isn’t involved in mafia or anything like that! He’s not a gangster!” I said,

We all called him ‘Hot Rod’ behind his back because, well, he was freaking hot. Rodney was a tall, black man in his mid twenties. He was an avid runner and swimmer and had the body to show for it. That is, if his pictures on social media were accurate. He never posted any pictures with women, or men for that matter. He kept his dating life pretty private.

Furthermore, I took Sir Marquez's calling card that Robert had given me earlier to call. A few rings before being answered. "Hello." Answer on the other line. His voice is beautiful. "Hi, this is Roden Indelcio muse of Zaki Delrama, I want to talk to you personally about some matter." How. "Roden, Roden, Roden. I didn't expect Delrama to send you to convince me to give my 30% share of RH." He said I seem to know this person. "Where are you now? Can I talk to you in person ?."

Damian says, his other hand resting on my shoulder. "It's nothing, man. We are buddies, after all. I'm always just a call away whenever you need me. Is she the one?" "Yes, she is." The guy in the suit peeks at me, smiling at me as he extends his hand to shake mine. "Pleasure to meet you, miss Riccaford! I'm Rodgers, by the way - Rodgers Austins!" The smile, though! It even caught the sight of Damian. "Pleasure meeting you, Rodgers. I am..."

he said and smiled as he swung into the bed and sat in front of me. I can’t understand what I’m feeling. The man in front of me is so gorgeous and my heart is beating so fast but not because he is handsome and perfect but his brown eyes. Just like Rodney’s. “Who are you? Where am I?” I asked but I felt a sudden sharp pain on my head. “You got so drunk last night when we met and… yeah this happened, I’m Rodney by the way, Rodney Chen of the Chen Group of Companies,” he said and raised his hand to perform a handshake.

“Yes, of course.” Rodney turned to her while pretending to be offended. “Rosa, I thought we are friends.” She shrugged. “We are. That doesn’t mean I have to lie to Mary about your reputation.” I smirked as I was enjoying how Rodney pouted his mouth like a remorse puppy. “Alright, alright,” he said and held up his hands. “I may have been a little wild in the past. That doesn’t mean I can't be a good friend.” He turned to me. “Which is exactly why I am now your friend, officially. Congratulations.”

I figured if you weren't home Saturday then I'd have to mourn you for ten years then find a new friend,'' he recounted. ''Ten years? That's a long time,'' I told him. ''Yeah but I'd be sad for ten years if we weren't friends,'' I held out my pinky to which he immediately clasped his own around, ''I promise to always be your friend,'' ''And I promise to always be yours or I'd have to give up mac and cheese and pudding cups forever,'' he promised in return. ''Even pudding cups?'' I asked incredulously. ''That's how you know I'm serious,'' he said as he looked me directly in the eyes.

I asked if he also stayed alone and he said yes but have people who work for him in his house like maids, drivers, and other workers. He also asked about my friend Lovia and I told him Lovia is my best friend and we have been friends since we were young and have always been together. I also asked about Ryan and he told me Ryan was his best friend too and just like us they have also been friends since they were young and have always been together. I asked what Ryan does and he told me Ryan was a doctor. I was impressed by their achievements as friends and I told him and he also said he liked our achievements as friends. We both prayed our friendships would last for long.

He wanted me looking up at him the whole time I sucked and licked his cock. “It turns me on seeing your lips wrapped around my dick,” he’d groan. “You remind me of a little girl who used to suck my dick.” “Who was that?” I asked one night, curious. “My brother Rodney’s girlfrieb Amy,” he said. “She loved me… and I think Rodney wasn't fucking her enough." “Why do you think that?”