Novel & Cerita Robbie Valentino

I fall to the ground, and a painful groan escapes my lips feeling something breaking only to heal itself. "I'm sorry, but I won't let you interfere in our plans," I sit up, Kyro hovers over me. His tone - emotionless. "I don't want to kill you, Kyro," I breathe, staring up at him. A sad, sardonic smile sits on his face. "Too late, Valerie," I see him coming, his weapons glints as it comes down and pierces into my stomach. His eyes widen - shocked. I don't know what it is about Kyro - I just want to help him.

Damien smirked. Sally looked at Robbie and stroked his cheek. "Well, aren't you a cutie?" Robbie gulped as he didn't know what to say to the barely clothed woman in front of him. "He is cute, isn't he?" Damien laughed and smacked Robbie on the back. "Guess what? It's his birthday today. Maybe you should give him a treat." Sally ran her long fingernail across Robbie's arm. "Stick around long enough, and I might give you a free lap dance later."

I never thought a total stranger could make me feel this good and alive but Arla Valentine just did it. "Morning bro, how was your night, I bet it was all sexy and hot. Right." Came in Robbie's voice the moment he entered my room. He looked around the room like he was looking for something or indeed he was. "Where is she?" "Who?" I feigned innocence but my friend knew me too well. We have been best friends ever since kindergarten so he practically knows even what I think. "The sweet chick from the club, where is she?" "She left." I said after a deep breath and started scratching my hair in confusion. Oh God, how will I ever get this beautiful vixen out of my head.

The atmosphere transformed into an unrecognizable state. The modulation of his vocal tones exhibited an artificial smoothness and precision. “Valerie Johansson , is it? ” Her body became rigid. “Who are you? ” He presented her with a tight-lipped smile. “Robert James. The legal representative of Sophia. ” Her mouth opened minutely as her self-assurance wavered unexpectedly. The power dynamics changed and even someone like me could sense it. Robert James. The name echoed in my mind. That name registered in my memory banks. The name had become familiar to anyone who had ever followed a high-profile case. His reputation stretched across continents because he remained undefeated and displayed re

After making a complete circle, she stood once more, facing her irate friend, who simply glared at her. “And did you like giving yourself to my boyfriend?” Holly asked. “Oh, and his friend, too, right? You fuck around with Nick. Didn’t you tell me you couldn’t stand Nick? He was a pompous, arrogant asshole, I think you said. And yet, you fucked him?” “Yes, ma’am, I did,” Valerie said. “I fucked him but not Damien.” Holly cocked a brow at her. “You didn’t fuck my boyfriend?” “No, ma’am,” Valerie assured her.

As they hauled him past Valentina, she scrambled up from the mattress, her red robe slipping off her shoulder. "Mateo!" She wailed as she reached out for him like a heroine in a tragic opera. "Tell them to take me too! I am your accomplice in love! I will wait for you!" Mateo didn't even look at her. He just kept cursing at the cops as they dragged him into the hallway. Valentina collapsed onto her knees, sobbing into her hands. "Tragic." Romeo tutted, walking past her. He patted her on the head. "Next time, aim for a man with a 401k and a conscience, darling. And seriously, burn that robe. It's washing you out."

She never used her background to pressure anyone. But the lawyer continued. "Three years ago, Miss Valenti cut off her public identity to marry you and reject a family alliance. She lived under her mother's surname, but that didn't mean she had no family behind her. Where did you think Bellandi Group's impossible financing, licenses, and partnerships came from? Your charm?" Every word landed like a slap. Matteo went paler and paler. One executive finally slammed a hand on the table. "You didn't even know who your own wife was, and you pushed her out? Matteo, you killed us."

She informed filling my glass with orange juice. “With Victor.” I scoffed hearing his name and she nodded with a questioning look. “Sometimes I feel like, this Victor is his first wife.” She laughed at my statement and Valerie sipped her coffee. “Victor is Valentine’s right hand. He never goes out without him. Don’t be jealous of that lad, I can tell you that Valentine is straight. He isn’t interested in guys like Harman.” Valerie assures me like it was some serious issue earning a slap on head from Lola. I spit the juice ruining my dress and laughed hard.

her brother whisper the last part. "Challenge accepted" She said and bit her bottom lips. " What challenge?" Spencer asked. "Seducing mr..... What's his name?" she asked. "Raphael Valentino" Spencer answered. "Well I got to go for my interview now" she said and winked before leaving for his office. ________________ As soon as Stephanie got in, Raphael told her to have her seat, before they got started. " So miss wither." Stephanie was checking out his office before her attention was called.

CHAPTER 1: NO-SAFEWORD CONTRACT VALENTINA’S POV I’m Valentina Voss. Yes, that Voss, the one who buys companies for breakfast and fires CEOs before lunch. At twenty-eight, I own boardrooms. I silence men twice my age with a single arched brow. I have a net worth that could fund a small war. My life is armor: tailored suits that hug my curves, Louboutins sharp enough to draw blood, and a reputation so icy it could freeze hell.