Monica Robles Frases Novels & Stories

When Quentin spoke to her, Monica couldn't help but say, "You look kind of familiar." Quentin had heard this line countless times. He smiled lightly and said, "That's what people usually say when they hit on me." However, Monica replied seriously, "I'm serious. I really feel like I've seen you before." Used to women trying to flirt with him, Quentin didn't take her seriously and teased, "Maybe in your dreams?" Upon hearing his response, Monica was momentarily speechless. She took a sharp breath and said with a scoff, "You're pretty full of yourself."

The reporter greets Monica, and Monica smiles. “Monica, thank you so much for doing this. We all think you are incredibly brave to come out and speak about this,” The reporter says, and Monica smiles softly. I hate her fucking fake smile. “It’s my pleasure. If I can help at least one woman with my story, I think it will be worth going through the memories,” Monica says, and Niccola scoffs next to me. “What made you decide to speak up now?” The reporter asks. “Well, Cathy, I think it’s time we stop romanticizing controlling men, and after everything I have gone through, I think it’s time I come out and tell my story,” Monica replies.

“That's my girl. Don't let anyone get the better of you." Monica's face hardened, her jaw setting in a fierce line.

Robin's words were highly targeted. Monica immediately took a deep breath upon hearing that. She looked at Robin with surprise. It was clear that she had not expected Robin to say what she did. Based on Robin's track record in the past, she would never bluntly strike someone with her words like this. What Monica didn't know was that her words had actually touched a deep-seated wound in Robin's heart. After saying all that, Robin brushed past Monica and stepped through the villa gates.

"He broke up with me!” “I’m very sorry dear." Monica went to sit beside her. "But you don’t have to be so upset because he doesn’t love you back my darling. You’re a very beautiful woman and I’m very sure you’ll find someone who’d love you for who you are.” She assured her. "Another man's gain, his loss." “You don’t understand! it’s Cesar I want! just him!”. She kicked off her shoes in a fit of anger. Monica sighed. “You can force a horse to a river but you can’t force it to drink water.” She stated dryly.

said Monica, giving Joan a demo. "Their member is generally very sensitive to pain so you need to take care of it!" Monica's eyes turned dreamy as she said, "Fuck, I miss my husband. I'm so glad you are here. I was really hoping I could leave Cole in your good hands, even for a short period."

As I happily devoured the delicious food, Monica's voice, clear and confident, cut through the chatter. "I'm really glad to meet you all here at our intimate party," she announced, her gaze sweeping across the room. "I'm so delighted to see all your faces enjoying the night." Her eyes met mine, and a smirk, a knowing smirk, spread across her lips. What a master of deception!

Monica said with a slight smile. Laura was speechless, not expecting Monica to make such a remark. Her body trembled when she heard what Adine's best friend had said. "What a mouth you have!" Laura exclaimed angrily, feeling offended. She looked at Rico as if begging him to defend her. "Shameless mouth!" Rico took a step towards Monica, almost raising his hand. "What!" Monica approached Rico, puffing out her chest. "You want to hit me, I will!" Monica didn't care about the people around her.

“Sometimes it troubles me. But you know what helps me?” “What’s that?” “To not give a damn what half these dumb cunts think,” Tobias declares quietly. “Apologies. That was positively British of me.” “No . . . no, I think you are right,” Monica murmurs, sipping her champagne. Maybe she shouldn’t care so much about what people like this think. Her work and the merit of her work are independent of these people. It’s . . . a revelation.