Robbie Valentino Novels & Stories

He crossed his legs and raised one of his eyebrows. "What the..." Miles paused, still surprised. Rob was still as handsome as always with his charming oval-shaped face, sharp jawline, a pair of black sparkling and charming, thick eyebrows, long natural eyelashes, broad chest and sexy biceps, and a perfect height of 6'1ft. "So..." Rob paused as he stood from the sofa and went to sit on the chair across from Miles. "Can I still be hired to be your assistant, boss?" Rob leaned forward with a sweet smile on his face.

I asked her, helping her stand up. "I.. I think I've said everything." She sounded unsure and I didn't like that. "Alright, maybe we could -" "Jamie has just been released and had dropped a new bombshell on Roberta. It seems like our hunches were correct and the Antonio we saw 9 years ago wasn't the real Antonio but a con-artist, Maverick. He was hired by Roberta Rodriguez. Let's hear the rest of the story from Jamie Sinclair." Melissa and I stared at each other for a while, her eyes wide opened. Then slowly we turned to my mother whose eyes were glued to the television.

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.

I was flattered by the compliment, but also a little uncomfortable with the idea that someone I barely knew still remembered me after so long. "Thank you, but I don't remember much of that night," I confessed honestly. He laughed again. "No problem. I'm Gabriel, by the way. And you're Giovanna, right?" I nodded with a smile. "That's right. Nice to meet you, Gabriel." He reached out for a more formal greeting, and I squeezed her. I felt more comfortable with the conversation, and the fact that he was not only praising the fight, but also my courage to face an old rivalry, made the moment more pleasant.

Valord saw his brother out the window go to school. Valord's little brother, WIn, came home from school with a cute Russian Cutie. The Russian girl was named Lovely, her name was a symbolism of her character. "Lovely was purely Lovely, wasn't she?" Valord said. Valord saw Lovely get shot through the window. Win saw her, & tended to her, he sees the white German shooter, a man named Rob raised to hate Russians from birth by his adoptive parents. Rob's name symbolizes what he did...

Four years of marriage. Four years of giving everything to a man who hated me and always talked down on my body. And then it all came to an end with just one signature. Divorced with nowhere to go, I called my mother for help. She agreed to help, but she had just one condition: “Come meet your stepbrothers." I met them, and wished I hadn't. They were everything I was running away from. Everything I never wanted to face, and meeting them, getting close to them, was playing into my mother’s plans. It made me become one of her pawns in a brutal game. Staying in the same house with them was hell and heaven at once; it was everything I never thought I needed. And the more time I sp

"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.