Roberta X Garcia Novels & Stories

He couldn't help but stumble out of the room in a hurry. "Who has disturbed my peace? Huh?" Robert was really angry especially since his intention was also delayed due to Serena's actions who was already frozen in place. "Sorry, Sir. The Xavier team did it," reported the man who was an accomplice of Robert. Without another word, the 40-year-old man descended the stairs and greeted his enemy. "Hi, Mr. Robert. It's been a while," greeted Mike leader of Xavier's team-with a devilish grin. "Tell me what you want!" snapped Robert matter-of-factly.

The difference now is that the record exists to prove it. I fold the letter back into its envelope and set it in the stack for Gerald's office. Roberta has moved on from the window to a more pressing investigation of her own hands, which she examines with the serious attention of someone encountering a familiar subject from a new angle. "She does that when she's thinking," Lucien says. "She has a lot to think about," I say. "She's seven months old. Everything is new." He almost smiles. "Must be extraordinary," he says. "Everything new at once."

Any thoughts of a pup have never crossed her mind. “Have you been feeling irrationally emotional?” Roberta asked again, and Carrie suddenly felt like she was at a doctor’s appointment. Only then did she remember that the old woman used to be a medical practitioner before giving up her job as a nurse to become a Luna. Roberta smiled triumphantly, looking around the room as if ensuring everyone was listening. “I know what a pregnant Omega looks like. Carisa checked all the signs,” she announced. “Except being fertile,” Alisa chided.

Xavier: Rowan… the rogue who was not only kicked and shunned out but was also a traitor of a crime beyond comparison. It was a name that should have stayed buried in the past and yet, he was now walking free inside my territory, poisoning Valerie’s mind with half-truths and shadowed warnings. Hunter had already gone through every database we had, border records, rogue movements, financial trails. Rowan didn’t match any movements in the last year. I knew that he wasn’t around. I would have caught his scent if he was.

"Abby, I've sinned by sticking with Amanda because I didn't want anything to happen to her. However, now it's all up to you. If you want to calculate with her, I'll let you go. Just do it." "What happened to Robert? Was it your doing?" Abby asked, still sobbing. Garry shook his head. "I don't know about that. I removed all the shares he had in our company by all means. However, just as I was about to make the calculation, I heard that he had an accident and was in a coma for several years. Sidney still doesn't want to give up his props." "Do you know who did it? Who has made Robert like that? Was it an accident, or was it someone's sabotage?"

He looked like someone who meant business! Jessica’s eyes widened slightly in recognition. “My goodness, Robert! What brings you here unannounced? It’s an absolute pleasure to see you,” she said warmly, though a hint of nervousness flickered behind her composed tone. Robert Gibson, multi-billionaire CEO and owner of one of California’s largest clothing manufacturing conglomerates, smiled with a calm intensity that suggested he’d long harbored a particular interest in Jessica. Over the years in California where they worked closely, their professional interactions had occasionally skirted on the edge of something more, though Jessica had always expertly maintained boundaries.

Crystal chandeliers blazed overhead as I stepped into the gala. My black evening dress hung loosely on my weakened frame. I'd lost at least fifteen pounds since the surgery. Every step sent sharp pain through my body, but I kept my head high and my shoulders back. I was here. At the Celestial Diamond Annual Gala. Where I belonged. "You're the famous Roberta!" The secretary's face lit up with recognition as she guided me past security. "Mr. Davis is running late, but he reserved a spot for you in the VIP section. Right this way."

Xavier taunted. "I don’t even know anything about girls. I am very well known to you and your habits," Robert answered. Xavier looked at him for a second and thought he wouldn't leave him and would let him stay peacefully until he said what happened. With a sigh, he moved from there, and Robert followed him. Xavier went to his study and questioned, "Now say, what's your problem? Why are you annoying me?" "I want to know exactly what happened. You were fine when you left the company. So what exactly happened after you were back?" Robert questioned.

Seeing a grown man making kissing sounds should be repulsive, but I just want to suffocate him with a pillow. "Anyway, are you ready for the gala next week? We still have to go, and you'd better be prepared," Robert's smile fades. "Chris will be there, as well as Charles and Damien. We'll have to face them there. It won't be pretty. Are you still planning to come as my plus one, or do you want to go with Morris?” "Of course, I'll go with you," I blink at him. "I promised you." There's relief on his face, and I know Robert has his own insecurities to deal with. The scar on his face has made it difficult for him to find someone. Women get creeped out by it. It's natural, but it doesn't hurt hi

“It was a…coincidence. When I got off my bus and was walking toward the estate… he saw me and offered me a ride.” She made too many pauses and every word felt like it scraped her throat. She hated lying. But more than that, she hated that he’d made her a liar. Paula seemed to notice but said nothing. Just nodded, slowly. “Alright.” The silence as Roberta leaned back with a grin. “All this talk of vacation reminds me of when I took one to Peru with my husband.” Paula laughed. “Who knew Roberta was a wild woman?” Roberta chuckled. “Oh, those were the days. There’s just something about being alone with a man you love in a new place. It makes you feel young and alive. I felt like I was twenty-ni