Robby Rotten Novels & Stories

I replied. "Let's get started," Rob said. "Since you're so eager, why don't you start. Here's your dice." I handed him the client's set, and I handed the slave set to Slut. "You can roll the dice here, or go to the next station and roll there," I said. "I'm definitely rolling at every station but Ron's," Rob said. "Slut, roll your dice," I said. She did and it said Touch Chest for three minutes.

A couple of beers wouldn’t hurt, Lilith rolled off the bed and Becca cheered. Enzo Knowing that he would have Lilith Rumero as his plaything for the next few months actually made it hard to sleep at night for the first couple of weeks. He felt like a child waiting for Christmas morning. Only this wasn’t Christmas morning. This was a day of reckoning. An opportunity to finally get back at the man who had nearly cost him everything. It was much more than a grudge, as his brother accused him of having. Aron Rumero had actively tried to sabotage his fledgling company. Enzo had looked up to him as a mentor, and Aron had tried to bring everything down. Enzo never understood why Aron done it. If Ar

Three years after Madeline Brooks, my wife, cheats on me and promises never to betray me again, I finally cheat on her too. When she rushes home, she finds me lying on our bed, my body covered in hickeys. "Madeline, no wonder you cheated so many times. I get it now. It really does feel damn good," I say mockingly. The shock on her face is unmistakable. Her eyes quickly turn red as she grabs me by the throat. "Sebastian Donovan, do you hate me that much? I swear I'll always stay loyal to you. I haven't seen him in the past three years. What more do you want from me?" She isn't wrong. For the past three years, she's done everything she can to make me feel secure. Whenever she comes home

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.

Jax replied with a shrug. “Awww. That nasty bitch shooed away my baby ?” I cooed as I kissed him on the cheek. “Yeah ! And that “Nasty Bitch” is standing right behind you,” Rob said using his dramatic, shrill voice to imitate his Alpha Queen. “Always there when not wanted,” I muttered under my breath. “I heard dat gal,” Rob said. “And you, missy are gonna regret it,” he said before thrusting an envelope in my hand and turning around to exit.

Dino and Tomiwa, bruised but alive, are entering a dark building marked with red graffiti. Below it, a message: "He’s mine now. - S"

She tells the guy. Rob, it sounds like a nickname or abbreviation for my name. Rob walks toward the couch that is free of people and I follow him. We both sit next to each other, and although I am dying to take a shower right now, I really want to be part of this meeting. I want to see why Rob has to be here this late to discuss business. “So where do I start?” Rob asks and Jen gives him a supporting smile. “This is Robert and he is the son of the wealthiest people on the Island, they own about twenty percent of it and he has a great experience and a business mind,” Jen helps Rob by saying what I think he intended to say.

The wall behind it mirrored, glass shelves held various bottles of liquor, stools sat lined up like soldiers in front of the slab of timber that had been painstakingly sanded and stained. A jukebox glowed in one corner of the room, and on the other side, a pool table whose green felt had seen better days. The stains of blood and drinks covered the once vibrant surface. A large oak table took up the middle of the room, twelve heavy chairs surrounded it. One word carved into the middle to remind anyone who was lucky enough to have a seat at the table why they were there “ROGUES”.

Rob smiles as he winks at me. " You know you're cute right? Like you're literally the sweetest person in this house." I tell Rob. I see the blush creep up his neck to his cheeks as he bites his bottom lip trying not to giggle. Rob shouldn't be a mobster. He should be a college graduate with an office job. I imagine him being vicious and shooting a gun at his rivals. That's gonna be super hot. " So you're saying I'm your favorite person here? I'm gonna be thinking about this all night." He tells me and we laugh.

I say with a serious tone , and I end of with a eye roll "I see you are picking up some traits from Jason - the bad traits of course" Rob says lowering his fist and dusting his brother's hands off his neck. "He did not have a problem with you breaking the vase because you are his baby girl….You can literally get away with anything…almost anything" Robin says to me - and quite frankly he makes a lot of sense. "Now bring that popcorn over here!! I am starving and it smells so delicious!" Rob shouts at me playfully. I begin my journey once again to them.