Robby Rotten Novels & Stories

“If you have an issue, I think you should talk to your cousin. He knows how the whole company works.” “I should actually.” I said as someone knocked on the glass door. It was Rob, he swung the door open. Rob was our youngest employee. He was the mail boy and our coffee boy. Although he was the youngest, he always acted macho around us. He was wearing a tight white plain sweater with his black skinny jeans. “Hey, miss Genesis.” He grinned at me as his dimple indented one of his cheeks. “Hey Rob.” Penny and I responded simultaneously. “Thanks for greeting me too.” Penny said sarcastically.

“If I don’t, then won’t it be too boring? It’ll lack any meaning for me.” “Why do you say that?” Baby Robbie said, “I’ll soon head to Yorks Stronghold to manage a bunch of old masters. If I’m the only one who has mastered so much cultural knowledge, I’ll ultimately end up like Cole Yorks who has met his miserable end.” “What miserable end?” “Everyone is drunk whereas I’m sober, and everyone is corrupted whereas I’ll stick out like a sore thumb. I’ll be the unusual one in Yorks Stronghold. Do you want me to end up that way?”

I couldn't possibly refuse him after he said that. At that moment, the voice inside my head mocked me again, saying, "You've got to be honest with yourself. You've probably fallen in love with this robot. And besides, with him being an exact replica of Kenneth, do you really think you're capable of falling in love with someone else? "You have everything now—wealth, a child, and a lover who won't betray you. You were also the one being so proactive last night. If 008 hadn't been mindful of your pregnancy, you wouldn't have been able to wake up this morning.

Some of these guys had been so horrible, I was surprised Liam was still friends with them. “Aria!” Robert said. No, it was definitely Robert, I remembered now. He always introduced himself as Robby to the single women, as if that made him more approachable. I hadn’t seen him in years, and had no idea why he was hanging out by my car, seemingly waiting for me. How was I supposed to respond? Was I to be courteous, or rude? Presumably he was still Liam’s friend so I leaned toward polite. “Hello…” “Robby,” he said, flashing me the same shark-like smile he often used in the bars and clubs.

It was a guy she had seen around the gym a few times before. They had said hello to one another a few times and chatted briefly, but that was about it. She knew that his name was Rob. He was a well-built, athletic guy with a deep tan, a handsome face, and dark hair with dark green eyes. She had to admit that sometimes she liked to check him out when he was working out. He was definitely one of the best-looking guys in the gym - and there seemed to be quite a lot of good-looking guys there anyway. He was in his mid-thirties - at least, that was what she thought. He looked great for his age.

I can't help but think of the scene with Robin earlier. I still don't get him. He doesn't want to reject me but keeps me to himself and at the same time, treats me coldly like a slave. Also, he already has Ericka but he still wants me? What is he? A scumbag? Yeah! He's a possessive scumbag! Ugh, I hate him! Dammit! I don't want to think about that devil! I should get some sleep and deal with it tomorrow. ... The next day...

She responded, and Ciara appeared on her screen, her smile contagious. "Hey babe!" She waved. Hailey waved back. "How was work today?" Hailey asked. "The usual, Rob puked in the office today. He messed up the office, and began crying. Said he saw a bug in his salad. God, I could literally see all the Veins on Mr Victory's face as he yelled at him. It was funny, but very disgusting." "Why would there be a bug in his salad?" Hailey asked, given it was amusing, but Rob had serious issues.