Robbie Valentino Novels & Stories

I quickly grabbed it from my purse and furrowed at the sight of an unknown number. Who could this be? “Oh! That must be him. Answer it.” Puzzled about what he meant, I questioned, "who?" "Mr. Moretti. I gave your number to him." Valentino casually informed me with a grinning face. “I think you need a boyfriend. That friend of mine is the best candidate… I think?” he added, unsure. Wait, he did what?? "Lia! I'm sorry. I just want to find you a boyfriend! Or maybe someone to date."

his shiny black hair was slicked back as a few strands kissed his forehead. The suit complemented his muscular body, His eyes looked me up and down, I must admit he has the power for any woman to fall for him but his attractiveness isn't as high as Giovanni. "Gabriella Sangriento." "Valerius De Santis." His deep voice spoke with a thick Italian accent. Valerius De Santis? His name sounds so familiar. "Are you Matteo De Santis son?" I asked Valerius. "Correct." He replied.

Valerie sat down beside her on the bench. “Hey, Valerie. What have you been up to lately?” “Not much. Just got engaged!” “Oh my God! That isn’t ‘not much’, Val! Let me see the ring.” Valerie lifted her hand up and showed Renee the ring. It was a beautiful diamond. Not too big and not too small. Just the right size. Valerie had been dating her current boyfriend for a little over a year now. David’s father had gotten killed in a work accident when Valerie was still pregnant. She had been working at a little coffee shop just to make ends meet. That’s where she had met Bobby.

“A video of a dear mother, broken, about how crushed her son is. About how he was suddenly arrested with false evidence, and how he hasn't been the same after that. She will sob, wail, drop that disgusting pride of hers so the whole world will see how the Valmont brothers had ruined her son’s life, when he had such a bright future ahead of him.” My gaze snapped to Skylar, my eyes wide with panic. He stared down at his shoes, his jaw clenched so tight I heard his teeth grind. “Skylar, what is the–” “And then the last video will also be released,” Elena, once again, cut me off. My head snapped to her. “A video of a blonde assistant.” Her lips twisted when she saw my expression change. “She wil

"You are Lena Rossi, my distant niece, here in Rudosco to conduct pharmaceutical research." I nodded. The car stopped in front of an apartment building. "You'll stay here for now. I'll take you to the institute tomorrow," she said. In the elevator, Professor Bianchi suddenly smiled. "By the way, there's someone you should meet." At the end of the corridor stood a man in a dark gray coat. When he saw us, he smiled slightly. "Long time no see, Valentina." I froze. "Cristiano Romano?" He had been my senior by two years in college, and we had collaborated on a lab project at the time. Later, he went overseas for further studies, and we lost contact.

To myself. A news alert popped up on my laptop screen. I almost ignored it. Then I saw the name. Ramsey Bellamy. I clicked the article. My stomach dropped as I read. Business mogul Ramsey Bellamy has called for a board investigation into Everett Montague's recent engagement and hiring practices. Sources say Bellamy questions whether Montague's fiancée, Liora Jovan, was hired based on qualifications or nepotism. The board will review the matter at their next meeting.

I wave at her as I rush out of the kitchen before she asks me to spend time with her another day. I normally find the gym empty when I come down, but today Santino is around, and he is lifting some weights, as if he even needs to. His body is already in perfect shape, and the weights must weigh like paper to him. Besides that, he does look hot in black gym shorts and a black vest that shows off the large muscles on his arms. I wet my lips and averted my eyes instantly. I know he has noticed me staring, he notices everything; he just chooses what topic to speak about.

"Proud of you man." Julian drained the wine down his throat in a single gulp. He was about to reply when the announcer's voice boomed through the loud speakers. "Ladies and gentlemen, let's welcome the number one business tycoon in the United Kingdom, the CEO of Valentino International... Mr. Julian Valentino!" The applause that followed next was loud and cheering. "It's showtime," Damian said dropping his glass of wine as they both stood heading for the stage. Julian stepped into the stage light, his black tuxedo absorbing the flash of numerous cameras.

Benita and the other roommates said in unism. Valerie swallowed hard. “I knew it, that bitch!” Juliet blurted out before she could stop herself, the billionaire gave her a glance and she quickly shut her mouth. “Valerie Malvern.” Romero called making Valarie trembled the more, she had to hold on to the ground to support herself. “If I remembered correctly, I had your issues before me sometimes ago but it seems you never listen, well not anymore I hope.” “Please,” Valerie cried, she crawled to Romero's feet, holding one of his feet, she cried all the more “Please, don't ruin my life, I am nothing without all I have, please sir.”

Claudia in the armchair opposite, legs crossed, notes on her lap. Cameras whir to life. Red lights blink on. In some control rooms, a countdown reaches zero. “We’re live in three, two…” a voice whispers. Claudia looks at the camera. “Buonasera,” she says. “Tonight, in an exclusive conversation, we speak with global recording artist Luna Valentine—whose real name, as many of you have now learned, is Luna Valentina Rossi‑Moretti—and the man the world has been calling her ‘mafia husband’: businessman Dante Moretti.”