Randy Adderson Novels & Stories

“James, Ronaldo’s daughter came at the company?” Alex Russo asked his grandson who was caressing his Golden Retriever dog lovingly as he sat in his mansion. “Yes,” his voice was void of any emotion. He caressed his pet as he tried to avoid the subject. “What did she say?” Alex Russo asked taking the seat opposite to his grandson. James let go of his pet and looked straight at his grandfather. “Expected. She came barging in the office, shouting and throwing tantrum like a little spoiled girl.” He told him as his mind formed the image of the blonde beauty.

he said “I know it wasn’t going to take so long before something comes up” Jared said to himself “I need your help to get my son back. You found him once, you can find him again. I need my son back” he said “I can assure you that my people had nothing to do with your son’s disappearance. Everybody in my valley are law abiding people. Half of them already left the valley. We don’t have Ronald Jr” Jared said to him

He was expecting that the meeting to finish at 2 o'clock in the afternoon that's why he ate a lot this morning. Biweldered, Adamson just shut his mouth and turn off his mind. Feeling pity and shame for himself, yet somewhat relieved. Sunddenly, Randall stood up. “Stay there, I’ll be coming.” he stated as turned his gaze towards the board members. “I’ll see you.” Randall said as he hung up the phone with a relax face. And in just a blink of an eye, the gentle and relax expression of their boss was replaced with cold and sharp gaze.

I had to quickly think of how to keep him close, that was how I told him I was a lesbian, so he won't have issues with being with me. I had to listen to him talk about his Erica every time I went visiting him, I pretended to give him a listening ear when in my deepest of hearts, I wanted him for myself. Who wouldn't love or want Damian Anderson? He is tall, he is handsome, caring, and to top the chart, he is a secret billionaire. Who needs love when there is so much money flying around. Damian is a big spender and he has unknowingly been helping me sponsor my secret addiction. With the global economic meltdown, the price of purchasing coke and other hard drugs from the street has tripled. My

Adson was laughing in happiness. "what happened? are you a mad or what? why are you laughing like this a mad man?" Adson clutched both shoulder of Addy Jason and told him happily... "dad... dad.. dad... i got 50 million for our project..." Addy was in shock... "what? How?" Adson replied excitedly... "Yes dad Mr Martin and i make a deal and he gave me 50 million for our project..." Addy again asked in confusion... "Why and how? And what he take in return?"

“Um, okay?” “Sands Advertising is throwing a party—it’s a celebration for Aaron. In one year, he smashed every expectation anyone had. He pushed the company into the billion-dollar threshold and managed to secure a five-year contract with the newest, hottest fashion designer before anyone had even heard of her.” “Impressive.” I sipped my hot chocolate, keeping my face impassive. I thought I knew where it was going, and I was trying to ignore the thump of my heart. “It’s next weekend. Saturday.”

I slowly muttered, "Dad, if it comes down to it, and you can only save one of us, who do you choose? Me or Harper?" His lips parted, but no sound came out. Just then, Randall's phone buzzed. Looking like a man who had just been thrown a lifeline, he answered it instantly. It was his assistant calling from the zoo. "Mr. Sheffield, a heroic man just stepped up at the scene! He claims to be ex-Special Forces and volunteered to go in. He's already heading down into the exhibit with a tranquilizer rifle!" Randall's eyes instantly lit up. "That's great! Who is he? Does he know what he's doing?"

Plus, he was a genuine sweetheart. Then there was Jack. Probably the reason he was such a successful karate instructor was because moms tripped over themselves to register their kids for classes just to be around him. He's an Adonis, easily the most perfect male specimen she'd ever seen and that smile. Checking out Randy was definitely a new thing. It's not like she never noticed him before, it's just that she never considered him. Thinking about her boss seemed dirty. She shouldn't even be thinking about him. He was twelve years older than her and more like a mentor and friend, but she suddenly found him utterly mouthwatering. At just over six feet tall, Randy was sexy as hell, and no nonse

Kayden immediately picked up the phone when he saw it was Randy calling him. Randy was the head of his elite guards from his secret organization; he was a top hacker and had a knack for gathering intelligence. He had information on even the most secretive big shots and politicians in the United States. He was previously an agent in the CIA, and Kayden had only been able to bring him over to his side by using great effort. “I'm all ears,” Kayden said into the phone as soon as it connected. “You won't believe who just arrived in town to play,” Randy said in a cheerful tone.

He was shirtless. He sped toward Elder Xan, who was busy sinking his fangs into the neck of the trumpet player he had overpowered. Adrian grabbed Xan and slammed him against the wall with brutal force. The wall cracked on impact. Xan crumpled to the ground, unconscious, as Adrian released him. “In my office in twenty minutes,” Adrian said as he walked past me and headed for the exit. Medics came running toward the wounded. I helped support the injured men, but they couldn’t save the trumpet player. He passed away a few minutes after they arrived.