Roger Minami Novels & Stories

The older man stopped sucking and stood up straight. Rihanna’s nipples stuck out further, Roger's spit shining bright as the light bounced off them. Rihanna looked him dead in the eyes. Roger said in a low voice, “Spread your legs for me, girl.” Perhaps it was the slightly threatening tone in Roger's deep voice, or perhaps it was the fact the she was still slightly taken by surprise, but Rihanna did as she was told. She spread her legs wide and raised her ass slightly off the chair, still in her work trousers. Roger began to trace his fingers down from her breasts, down her flat stomach, and stroked her pussy through her pants. He looked at her as she watched intently, and he started to play

"Hailey, who was that just now?" As everyone speculated, a man dressed as a black-suited assistant got out of a Ferrari, holding an Armani bag. He first went to the director, handed over a business card, and then went to deliver the clothes to Roger. "Mr. Wild?" The director looked shocked at the name on the business card. Roger's face rarely appeared in the media, but his name was well-known in the international upper class. He was a renowned Italian entrepreneur and investor. Rumor had it that Roger's background went far beyond his status in the business world.

I have to save …. “The Alpha has done it again.” I felt a tingle as something touched my thigh. I motioned towards my thigh, wondering what it could be to be able to have such soft skin like a human hand. “Ahhhhh!” I screamed as I spotted Jimmy’s head next to me. “Any member of the Moon Hound Pack is an enemy even if he/she is as weak as a scout. The assassin who learned the art of Tai might still be among us for all I know, thanks to General Kyle.” Ryu’s voice deepened.

I stood, despite my injured leg, wanting to push my mate behind me, and the man chuckled. “If I wanted to harm her, I wouldn’t have brought her here from Ryker in the first place.” He said, looking at me. “I am going to be the one training you myself. It is about time that you learn what you are capable of. And ONLY when you are ready would we tell you what we are, what this creed is about, and where we come from. We have a goal, and I am not going to screw it by speaking…”

said Secretary Kim. Yusa smiled faintly, he was happy because Secretary Kim gave him happy news about Roger. It's time for Roger to receive retribution for his actions in playing with him and ruining his relationship with Olivia. Even though Yusa doesn't care about Olivia anymore, he really hates Roger and wants to see his destruction. "Mr. Roger is not married, young master, he likes changing women and this is a photo of his new girlfriend." Lou provided a photo of a young woman in a pixy dress with shoulder-length wavy hair.

"Why's a rogue working for humans?" "Money. Plain and simple. I got a house in town, a human girlfriend. I don't want no trouble, I just want to earn an honest living, so I do gardening for as many houses as'll pay me." Faris nods, dismissing the rogue and walking into the house. The worst case scenarios play through my head while I wait and then an idea strikes me.

Roger Clemens, the manager, greeted Blake and arranged for his private both with a few drinks, and Blake informed Roger he would be expecting a guest and have him escorted in. “As you wish, Young Master,” Roger said with a slight bow. Blake took the two men and sat them across from himself and Claire as they waited silently for their boss to arrive. It wasn’t long before the door to the room was opened, and a dark, complected middle-aged man with slick black hair and a small mustache arrived and smiled towards Blake. “Mr. Rodrigues.” The two men simultaneously called out as they stood up from the table. Blake and Claire stayed seated as the man approached them.

A few visitors were scattered around, admiring the art in quiet awe. At the far end of the room stood a man in a suit, clearly waiting for him. Allen recognized him — one of the foreign partners he had been negotiating with. “Mr. Allen,” the man greeted with a polite smile. “Or should I say, Mr chairman.” Allen laughed and shook his hand firmly. “Please, I'm just a simp for the Rodriguez family. The group is just too much for me to carry.” “Yet you are the reason this company is standing,” the man laughed.

At the same time, they praised me for being pretty and smart. After one round of greeting, I managed to get a chance to rest. And I asked Patrick, "Who is that man just now?" "Roger Newman, a man who emerges from nowhere in the past two years," Patrick said briefly without revealing further information to me. However, judging from the looks in the ones' eyes who were around us when Roger came in just now and his arrogant appearance just now, I thought that he should be much more complicated than Patrick said. The banquet was drawing to an end.

Meanwhile, this man who looked like an office worker turned around to face Asleena, bowed. Asleena was confused. Why did it feel like everyone was bowing to him? "Greetings, Miss Asleena. I'm sorry I just arrived." Asleena's raised index finger pointed at this strange man. "Who are you?" "I am Roger, Master Joshua's special subordinate, and will now serve you, Miss." Asleena's eyebrows shot up in disbelief as her eyes widened in surprise. "What?!"