Roberta X Garcia Novels & Stories

she said to her mother "I'll wait for you then" she smiled "It's a pleasure to have you again this week” Doris smiled as she let her into the house. "Doris ,I have so many questions," Roberta said immediately. She didn't have it all day. "What could that be?" "You sent me this picture" she said and pushed the envelope to her. It was a picture of a man dressed in black. "Who is this?" She demanded "This is Marco, Wyatt’s personal assistant, you should know that by now"

Rachel I sighed happily, stretching my arms, although I am tired as heck with all the work, and babysitting but at the end of the day, I'm happy and satisfied with myself. Nowadays, two things make me forget that help me forget Jayce, one of Brandon and Jane's babies, and two of my late nights at this restaurant.

Liam's trained voice asked. "Miss Hunter may have company. Roberta "Robbie" Marino. Also goes by JR. As in—" "Roberto jr. Special forces. Two tours in Iraq. Adoptive daughter of notorious Mafia King Roberto Marino. Shoots first, asks questions later. Heard of her. She's a nasty piece of work, Mr. Chancellor. Allow me to assign someone to you as well," said Liam, spitting words at me that I already knew.

Gaby inquired with precise ignorance. "She will replace you after you've finished the mission. She will be the best prototype of you. Let me introduce you two. Her name is Olivia Brianah, and Olivia, this is Gaby Sanroman. My wife." "Nice meeting you, miss. I've heard so much about you," greeted Olivia with the exact tone and voice as Gaby's. "Omg. She sounds like me. Do I sound like that?" Gaby thrilled. "It's a pleasure meeting you, Olivia. A real pleasure."

“James. Is Barbara home? Let me talk to her.” The pause on the other end stretched, heavy, before James finally spoke. His voice was slow. Careful. Almost pitying. “Robert… you really didn’t know?” Robert’s stomach dropped. “Know what?” “She’s gone. Barbara left. She’s already gone abroad… to study.” **

She quickly dropped the frame carefully as Roberta called out her name. As the day goes by, working for Mrs sara was one of the tedious job Ivana had ever done, she had help Roberta with the cooking and had served Mrs Sara lunch, she noticed the woman was watching her with eagle eyes, studying every of her move, analyzing to see if there was any mistake spotted.

Rob said. "Perfect. Go get ready, baby. Damien will be here very soon." Xavier said to Arabella. "Right away. Makeup!" Arabella said loudly, clapping her hands and smirking as she walked towards the girls and sat on the makeup chair. "I guess that bitch is still scared of me." Xavier said, smirking. Time went by and Xavier is standing next to Rob. He is listening to everything Rob is telling him about the Walker files. Arabella is still busy with her makeup.

He asks me and I shake my head. “There a lot of people that dislike me a lot but not so much that they would actually do this.” I say as I try to think of someone who would want to ruin my life. My mom? No, I don’t think so. “Umm how about someone who has been obsessed with you over the years?” I shake my head again. Thankfully I’ve never had crazy fans. “A man named Richard Walts was kind of obsessed with her. Maybe you can check up on him.” Jake tells him as the officer writes down the name and details.

Linda Bower looked at the back of the car that had left and muttered softly, “That car looks familiar.” Arabella Rivera did not say anything. A moment later, Linda suddenly screamed. “I remember now! That’s President Garcia’s car!” Arabella didn’t think there was anything to make a fuss about as she lightly smiled and said, “Yes, it’s Daniel Garcia’s car.” Linda gripped the bag in her hand tightly as her eyes filled with envy. With anger, she said, “That woman is just about to be kicked out of the entertainment industry, but she managed to hook up with President Garcia this time.”

"Well, what did she say?" "She agreed." I laughed and set my phone on the counter. "My plan worked, Jace. I told you." "I wasn't sure about it" "I knew Ziva would cave once you guilt-tripped her. That's why I told you to make her see Nolan. And wherever Ziva goes, Roberta follows." I shook my head. "I've known Roberta since we were toddlers. We grew up in the same orphanage. She cannot watch someone she loves suffer and do nothing. It's her greatest quality." I paused. "And her greatest weakness."