Robi Studios Novels & Stories

Bradley's voice was so broken that I could feel it tugging at my heart strings while my wolf was howling in delight at the prospect of mating with Blake when we got the hell out of here so she was as good as useless right now. "I promise. Now tell me. What's their name?" I asked quickly. "Ni-Nicole Sto-tone."

But then he said something that made my stomach drop. “There’s a condition to this deal.” I frowned. “A condition?” “Yes,” he said, his expression unreadable. “I’m willing to move forward with the partnership, but only if you agree to it.” I didn’t like the sound of that. “What kind of condition?” Robert took his time answering, reaching for a folder on his desk and sliding it toward me. “Miller Tech is interested in a groundbreaking robotics project. But there’s one problem—we need a key component that only one company has developed successfully.”

He crossed his legs and raised one of his eyebrows. "What the..." Miles paused, still surprised. Rob was still as handsome as always with his charming oval-shaped face, sharp jawline, a pair of black sparkling and charming, thick eyebrows, long natural eyelashes, broad chest and sexy biceps, and a perfect height of 6'1ft. "So..." Rob paused as he stood from the sofa and went to sit on the chair across from Miles. "Can I still be hired to be your assistant, boss?" Rob leaned forward with a sweet smile on his face.

A howl sounds some distance in the front, just at the same time a group of rogues leap out of the bushes. I spring into motion immediately, all my training kicking in. I knock the first one down just before he shifts into his wolf, wrapping the wire around his neck and pulling hard. Suddenly, the clearing is a battlefield. Weapons clash against weapon, rogues fall down. I roll to the side, avoiding the snapping of fangs as a wolf lands where I stood a second ago. From the corner of my eye, I see Ragnar watching it all from the sidelines, like a messenger of death himself.

It sputtered and coughed occasionally, leaving a puff of smoke, but seemed to function well. The dealer wrote something on paper and gave it to the robot. It immediately left with the paper. The dealer brought a form and asked them to sign. Elijah leaned closer to her to read. In summary, it was an agreement of transaction between the two parties without coercion. There were gaps asking for name, witness and signature. Temi filled the details and wrote false names while Elijah watched. Alpha had warned them about this to prevent more trouble. Nervously waiting for the robot to return, Elijah gripped the plastic chair he sat on. What was taking so long?

"You've insulted Young Master Wei!! and still haven't realized your mistake, Mr. Robi!?" Robi's face turned pale then looked at Yusa, confirming something. "Young Master Wei?? What do you mean by Yusa is Young Master Wei??" Robi's throat seemed to be constricted when he asked this, then Kim threw Robi's collar so that the man took a few steps back and hit the chair behind him. ' Yes, he is Young Master Wei, director of Royal Corp. " Robi's heart almost jumped out of its seat because he didn't expect that the poor and dirty Yusa office boy he always insulted was the director of Royal Corp.

“Nope. He asked me to be patient.” She nodded, but her eyes lingered on me longer than usual. . . . That evening, Damon called me into his study. A file lay open on his desk — photos, notes, timestamps. “Rob’s last known location was Bushwick.” he said. “Used his card at a shady bar there. After that, nothing.” “Shady bar?” I asked. “Why would he go there?” Damon shrugged. “Maybe he was meeting someone. You know, having some fun. That place is known for its wild parties. Precisely secret sex parties,” he said with that dramatic effect.

He let out in amazement. Finally putting the documents down, Liam also stepped out of the Bugatti, to see Rob was astonishing with the view of the multiversal studios building. After some time, the two of them made their way out of the parking lot, and entered the building. It was very busy as always, with office workers walking in the hallway, attending to their tasks. "Must be tough being the CEO of a big entertainment conglomerate, you must have a lot of pressure…. Because you're in charge and can't blame others when things go wrong." Rob said, as he looked around the hallway, it was as beautiful and opulence as he had expected.

Stephanie said as she stepped out of the car. “Oh My dangling d**k, damn she looks so hot!” Robbie uttered, and someone behind him tapped some senses into his head. “You can’t stare at your friend’s girl like that.” A friend of Robbie said, standing next to him. Robbie turned to look at him and folded his arms. “My friend’s girl? C’mon, they are not yet together…” “Are you sure about that, hun?” Sebastian tapped Robbie's head, and Robbie jumped in fright. “Why are you all tapping my head today! I was just teasing him!” Robbie cried, and they all laughed. “Hi, Robbie,” Stephanie greeted with a beautiful beam of a smile. “God, you look so chic today. All this for Sebastian, hun?” He twitched h

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.