Robbie Valentino Novels & Stories

After discussing their meeting with Aryan for tomorrow morning, Valentino immediately departed using his identity as Calvin Miller. In fact, he was more comfortable using his identity as Aditya Putra than Calvin Miller. Because as Calvin, he just showed his true face and sometimes he still felt anxious if someone in his past recognized him. And actually, this was actually quite risky considering that Valentino used to know quite a lot of people around his father, including people who were Rosa's subordinates. He was afraid that someone would recognize his real face.

Baby Robbie stared at Savannah in a daze. This was the first time he was observing a woman so carefully. Savannah was very beautiful with dynamic facial features. However, there was a slight butterfly-shaped spot between her eyebrows, which was a flaw for Robbie, who happened to be a Virgo.

Rob. I said to Valentino, “That’s Dr. Rob. I’m going to open the door for him. Just hang in there.”

“Oh, I think you like him. He’s quite good-looking, don’t you think?” “I do not. Whatever he looks like is none of my business. He’s just annoying.” “Sure. We have to get back in time before Nana comes back from her day at the spa.” “Before I forget, tomorrow is Roberto’s funeral.” I groaned. I was so not looking forward to that. From what Valentino had said, she didn't have the best of personality. There was no doubt she would try to put the blame of everything on me. “There's no need to worry. We don't have to stay long.”

Valentina replied smiling Ryan walked up to her and handed the flowers to her. "Thanks, but then are you here for the photo shoot?" She asked "Yeah... yeah I am." "Great, this place looks so beautiful." Valentina said walking around Ryan on the other hand walked up to her tapped her and knelt down, his right knee on the ground and his left leg bended slightly. Valentina's eyes opened wide, her jaw dropped seeing him that way. It dawned on her that he was about to ask for her hand when he brought out a blue box ring, and opened it. It was a diamond stone and imprinted in it was a R&V.

"You could say that." "Valentine's Day is hell." He says it like a fact, not a suggestion. "Worst holiday ever invented. Just manufactured pressure to prove something that shouldn't need proving." "You're not romantic then." "I was once romantic." His smile was sad. "Then I learned that romance and love are different things. Romance is just performance. Love is simply showing up when it's not pretty." I opened the door wider. I don't know why. Maybe because he's the first person all night who hasn't looked at me with pity or guilt or expectation.

Like him, he is also a mafia boss, the future leader of BlackStone Sigma Organization—one of their best allies in Spain. "I bet Valentino is raging mad these days, you're taking too long. Maybe your charisma got rusty that until now, nothing in your plan of wooing her has ever succeeded." He gave his friend a death glare before cursing him. "Fuck you Rain!"

Everyone was celebrating the happy couple. And then the front door burst open. A woman stepped inside. She was tall and elegant, dressed in a sharp navy pantsuit. Her dark hair was pulled back into a sleek ponytail. Her eyes were sharp and focused. She carried a leather briefcase in one hand. The room went completely silent. Gabriella's smile vanished instantly. Her face went pale. Her hands started trembling. "Valerie," she breathed. "What are you doing here?" Valerie Rossi smiled coldly. "Hello, Gabriella. It's been a long time. Last I saw you, you were trying to destroy my career. Remember?"

Never had I thought that one would accuse me of that concerning Ares Barbosa. “Yes! I really and truly believe that,” she chortled. “That one seems to like to play the long game.” “Maybe he does,” I confessed. “But I still do not believe that his intentions are to harm you.” I could tell by the way that her forehead wrinkled in a frown that she was still mistrustful. “Can I tell you why?” I asked. “By all means,” quipped Valene as she unenthusiastically took a bite out of her truffle bomb for the first time in twenty minutes.

“The proposition has a name. And it goes by Valerie Hampton.” Anatoly further narrowed his brows. And he quickly stood up. “Valeria Hampton? What are you on about?” Maxim's voice resonated in a low chuckle on the other end. “See? I knew that name would interest you. And yes, it's the same one you're thinking about. Valerie's father is Mr. Russell Hampton. The trillionaire with the highest selling tech company in the world. And just yesterday at a charity event I attended, would you believe that Valerie came up to me and dared to ask for your hand in marriage?”