Miss Rhio Sandoval Novels & Stories

The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him. "Please leave, let us meet tomorrow during the Annual meeting of the Wushi-Chin Cooperation Funds Mr Chandler Chin." Retrieving the gun placed on top of the dark sheeted bed, he stood up, inches apart from her. She felt a bit short when she looked up to meet his eyes. "Hila-" He was interrupted by her narrowed eyes that basically said 'Call me that again and your family won't have to worry about your succession'

She comments as she bites on her lower lip. “ Yeah, plus I love food.” I eat like there is no tomorrow. “ So where is Santino’s brother?” “ Oh Maximo, he is on a business trip. He will be back after three days I think.” She answers sounding unsure. I still don’t know who she is in this household.

“Good evening, Miss Sandoval.” I bowed my head to Miss Sandoval, the big-time client of Mister Ramirez. We’re here in a decent restaurant and I went here early to prepare their meeting dinner. Miss Sandoval has arrived first and we will just wait for Mister Ramirez. “Have a seat, Ma’am,” I told her and guided her the sit. She then smiled at me. “Thank you.”

Sandro's favorite small restaurant, a hidden gem according to him, awaited them. As they entered, the mouthwatering aroma of various dishes filled the air. Sandro, with a grin on his face, greeted the owner, Lisa, who emerged from the bustling kitchen. "Hey there, Lisa! Long time no see!" Sandro exclaimed, giving her a friendly hug. Lisa's eyes lit up at the sight of Sandro. "Sandro, my savior! Look at you bringing company. Who are these lovely ladies?" Sandro gestured proudly to Sophia and Evelyn. "Lisa, meet Sophia and Evelyn. They're experiencing the wonders of Vegas with me."

she smiled at him but despite the truth she’s saying, she can’t still avoid getting hurt, her chest is aching. “I thought you are angry at me for what I am doing then why did you suddenly change your mind?” Caspian doubted her intention. “Hi! I am Mara Sandoval,” she offered her hand for a handshake, Steph stops from mumbling at her. Mara Sandoval is the niece of the governor in their city. She is well-known for her knowledge in the business industry and her family is proud of having her as their daughter and always present in all the events with her parents and the government official.

Rodrigo looked at the woman like she was his world and maybe she was, because here and now, as he stared at the woman who was causing chaos Rodrigo felt his wolf surface, which was not what he had planned for. However, before he could say another word to the darling beauty who had just been causing so much drama, Sandra showed up, and boy was she furious. "What the fuck are you doing here?”

“Why? Are you getting restless already?” “It’s just that Duke’s busy, and I don’t want to get in the way. I have work waiting back in the city too.” Rosalia chuckled; the sound was rich but kind. “You’ll have to get used to that. The Sandoval men — they were born with responsibilities in their blood. Their grandfather left behind so much land. Even Douglas barely comes home now.” She leaned forward, smiling conspiratorially. “But tell you what. Tomorrow, I’ll take you out. San Narciso or Subic — we’ve got the best beaches in Zambales. Or maybe even Sahara.”

Zainy bow his head in defeat and pays his respect to the one and only Maximo Santino. " Iris Saint is all yours Maximo " He said softly.

Rissa replied coldly. “Are you Mona Gordon, also known as Mona Sanderson?”she asked Mona, and she said yes. It took that moment of the police using two names for me to realize that Mona most likely had done the same to Rio as Rissa had done to me: married two people, but not. I have yet to get my head around that part.

I take deep breaths while I loosen my tie and open some of my shirt’s buttons. What is it Dakota? Will you tell me now? I ask him. Impatience surfaces on my skin. She is here. I can sense her. I want to feel her. I want to touch her. I want- Her? Who are you talking about? Our mate, Ryan. Our precious mate. Mate?