Robaire X Mei Novels & Stories

Going camping was going sailing and going fishing was traveling the backroads, incognito to view how his people were doing. Robard was up before the sun. Grabbing his bags and his two prized hunting shotguns, he headed down to the kitchen to gather food and supplies for the likely three or four day journey. There in the kitchen was Meena. A lusty little wench who sometimes warmed his bed. This morning however, instead of sidling up to him, she stayed across the room and would not look at him. When Robard realized something was amiss, he crossed the room and grabbed her chin in his hand. He gasped when he saw her face. It was a mass of bruises and a large handprint .

Mia told him it was okay to feel vulnerable with the truth and also that vulnerability was nothing to be ashamed of. A smile came onto Robb’s face and stayed, “And I’m certain she cannot wait to see you either. Today is going to go great. Remarriage is a great idea, and I’m glad you thought it through.” He finished with the button on his other hand and he dropped it.

The defeated slump of his shoulders almost made me feel bad for him. Almost. "See, this is the difference between us," Mia sneered. "Something you won't be entitled to, even if you work your entire life at that little bar." "You really think money equals happiness?" Mia laughed like I was a fool. "Spoken like a true rat from the slums. How can you even think about happiness without money? I bet you don't even have a cent—" "Who says she doesn't?" I knew that voice. I smelled him before I saw him—warm leather, clean musk, and something faintly cinnamon-like. Robbie. He slid his arm around my waist casually like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Maeve was swinging at him, her lips pulled back in a snarl. "This the one you mentioned in your note?" Robbie chuckled, raising an eyebrow and tilting his head toward Maeve. Maeve was tall and strong in her own right, but compared to Robbie, she looked almost childlike. Robbie was a massive man, towering several inches over me even, and he had broad shoulders and a heavy set build that made him look like a giant compared to most men. He pushed against Maeve's chest with a single finger and sent her toppling backward into our skiff. I smiled, shrugged, then nodded toward Myla and Cleo. Cleo was awake, eyes wide as she stared at Robbie.

Xavier’s lack of faith in her had gotten to her, or maybe it was her sudden lack of faith in herself. As they drew closer, she saw a man standing with his back turned to her and his eyes fixated on the ongoing construction. Even without seeing his face, Mia knew he was Robb Ainsworth. His height and build and even the texture of his grey hair resembled that of his son and made it obvious. Her hands became sweaty. “Sometimes I wonder what Xavier was thinking when he embarked on the Capital 3,” Robb spoke as soon as Mia came to stand beside him. Still, his concentration stayed on the gigantic building.

Then I heard the sound of heels coming toward us and when I turned to look, it was a woman. “Hello Mr Rover. So nice to see you again” a very cheerful looking woman, whom I could tell was the manager, greeted him after she approached us and I just stared at her. “Miss Blair? Is that you?” She asked in surprise when our eyes met and Mr Rover quickly stood in between us just as I was about to introduce myself. “Just get her something to wear, Mrs Lewis. We're meeting my father today and time is running out” he cut her off while I wondered who this Miss Blair could be and Mrs Lewis nodded in response before she pulled me away to get me dressed.

Finally, Seth decided to break the deadly silence by reasoning with the girl in front of him. "Bu-but that's impossible! M. Robeis a man, not a girl. That's why the name is M. Robe. It stands for Mr. Roberts." Seth argued but the girl just rolled her eyes in annoyance and scoffed at him.

Meica bowed towards Raeleigh and spoke, despite how upset she was on the inside. Raeleigh had a calm expression on her face, although she felt a little surprised on the inside about the fact that Quirina's mother apologized to her. Meica did not look like someone who would apologize so easily. Meica had a tall and curvy figure. She was wearing a red dress. She had dark hair and soft curls. Her lips were bright red. Everything about her appearance made her look like she was an unapologetic person, especially her mysterious eyes. Raeleigh bowed back to her and said, "This matter was not entirely Quirina's fault, and I was responsible for part of it too."

she asked with a grim face. “And how many times have I told you that my name in R.O.B.E means (Raw-B), not Rob?” the person named Robe replied with the same expression. Saraya shrugged. “Who spells Robby as ROBE? For me, you will be Rob and only Rob,” she said and, showing her tongue, went ahead. “Huh,” Robe huffed and turned his focus toward the books he was registering.

That's sorted, she can bring back her relationship back to life. "Nope, don't even start your I miss you. I missed you way much more than you think. Rozah had to seize my phone from me, cos I badly wanted to call you every second," he heave a long exhausting sigh. Mehr smiled adorably like he was right in front of her before saying, "I don't know what to do to Rozah. Should I say thank you or should give her a hot slap?" she asked jokingly. "Hmm, Slap will be much better. She stole you habiby's phone," he all but whined with an adorable pout that would've melted her mind if she was in front of him.