Novel & Cerita Robert Greene Audiobooks

He turned his gaze back to Evelyn, his knuckles tightening around the handle of the whip as he opened his mouth to demand an explanation— BZZZ... BZZZ... At that precise second, the phone resting on the glass side table vibrated sharply. The screen flared to life, displaying a private, unlisted number. Yet the exclusive, noble sequence of digits at the end was enough to make Robert’s pupils contract violently. His arm, still hovering in the air with the whip, locked completely stiff before dropping limp at his side. The leather weapon slipped from his trembling fingers, striking the marble floor with a dull, hollow THUD.

"After that, I can’t guarantee what my men will do to your friends in this building." Greene’s fingers twitched. "Twenty seconds." Greene looked at Avery, then at the monster sitting across from him. He took off his glasses and set them trembling on the desk. "I only know a codename," Greene whispered. "Devil." Avery felt a chill settle in her bones. Dominic didn't move, but his eyes darkened. Suddenly, Greene’s phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen and turned the color of ash. CRASH! The office window exploded inward. Glass shrapnel rained down. Avery dove for cover, a stray shard slicing a thin, stinging line across her cheek.

Young, with a promising future that actually contradicted the smudged red lipstick on her lips, the screwed-up skirt, and the unbuttoned shirt. “Professor Griffin.” She said as she beelined passed me, but not before batting her eyes at me. I only hummed and stepped aside. “You should learn how to knock.” Robert’s voice was stern, his eyes glaring daggers at me, “I really should.” I would have had to wash my eyes with bleach or totally claw them out had I walked in on Robert with pants on the floor and Monica’s ass facing skyward. Not a lovely picture to paint in my mind.

The cynical words finally came out of Ryan's mouth and made Robert smile faintly. "Maybe you have that reason from your point of view," said Robert calmly. "My point of view? What's your point of view?" "Leaving Ruby, right?" Robert took a deep breath. "I have reasons for that." An image of Ruby flashed through his mind. He almost managed to forget the girl in the past who had made him lose faith in a woman's sincerity. Still, reality brought him back to a different ending. The other side he never found. Robert held the beer glass and then took a sip of its contents. His throat felt dry. The man had just realized that dealing with members of the Gonzales family could make him care about thei

“Your daughter… I… I’m not sure, sir.” “I want everything on that girl. Tomorrow,” Richard said, his tone sharp. “And tell your son to see me. First thing.” Robert swallowed. “Yes, sir. I’ll handle it.” “Good.” A pause. “Goodnight, Mr. Robert.” “Goodnight, sir.” The line went dead. Robert stared at the phone, frozen. Robert lay on his back, eyes fixed on the ceiling, the room dim and silent. His thoughts were loud, though—racing, restless, refusing to let him be.

After all, forget intimate moments with Vivian— Robert couldn’t even find her. And being stuck in a foreign country instead of his own territory meant he couldn’t exactly tear the city apart looking for her either. For a split second, Robert’s expression twisted darkly. But he quickly smiled again. “You misunderstand,” he said lightly. “Vivian and I have a very good relationship.” “She’s simply shy by nature.” Leonel clearly had no interest in listening to his delusions. “What’s your condition?” he asked coldly. Robert smiled. “Then Mr. Crawford will have to come with me for a moment.”

"How may I help you" "Good morning Miss Robert". I reply using her second name. Miss Roberts started working here shortly after the death of my parents. So, it's fair to say that we are a little bit familiar with each other. She becomes confused. "I'm sorry but have we met before".? "It's me Anastasia, Anastasia Greene. Dexter's wife". She gasp in surprise. " Miss Anastasia. You you look". She hesitates for a while. "Diffrent". "I'll take that as a compliment Miss Robert".

The moment my eyes settled on the identification, they jerked wide awake instantly. It was an Unknown number. I stared at the screen for a moment too long before answering. “Hello?” The voice on the other end sent every bone in my body into a chill. “Miss me?” I froze. “I told you you’d regret crossing me...” Robert’s voice slithered through the line like a venomous whisper. “Ciara was stupid. I’ll give you that. But I’m not. I know how to vanish. And I know how to come back.”

* * * "Mattheo, this is serious. You have to hear this." The wall that protected the private assets of this office shook at the tip of a man's hand who slammed the door with all his might. One second I was amazed by how strong my step-cousin was, on the other, I was speechless. I could count on one hand how many pale-faced Roberts there were. Whatever it was, the mission I gave him last night had already made him like a mummy. "It's bad. Listen to this." Robert immediately opened his briefcase. A laptop whose power was almost touching the red tank played a conversation between a man and another woman.

We passed through small villages where lights were already out, everyone asleep. The only sounds were our engines and the crunch of gravel under our tires. My phone rang and Robert’s name flashed brightly on my screen., I answered immediately and pressed the phone to my ear. "Is everything alright?" "I should be asking you that." Robert's voice was stronger than the last time we spoke"Have you found her yet?" I shook my head even though he couldn’t see me. "Almost. We're fifteen minutes out." "Good. Bring her home safely, Giovanni.” He said and I could hear the emotion in his voice. “Both of them."