Roman Sanders Novels & Stories

"I really dont know what to say, why don't you start" "OK" Ryan stood up "I am Ryan Sanders, the only child of my divorce parents the founder of 'Deo company' i'm the new ceo, which i would be taking over next year when i graduate. I am bi and i like you immediately i saw you walk in with you dad". Melissa's mouth was left open for a while before she smiled. Like, what's up with all the strange people she had been meeting. "I'm still waiting for your turn".

But, well, it's undeniable, Rhysand has a more deadly charm. "I'm Amanda Isabella." I reached out my hand to offer a handshake. "Ronald Yeager." He accepted my handshake and then let go after shaking it once. "I hope that we can work well together." "Yes of course." I replied, staring at him who looked me up and down and then back up to a stop in my face. Seeing how openly he was watching me made me want to punch him in the face. It seems this guy and his boss have the same demeanor: a lack of politeness.

Janet was on the verge of tears. The betrayal she felt toward her mother, she couldn’t express. Every time it was Robert, Rim wouldn’t even think. “Janet…” Rim felt sad looking at her daughter. “Mom, you know who Mr. Sander is?” Janet moved away from her mother. “He is the biggest playboy in town. He has been jailed for his perverted nature, how many times I can’t imagine. And let alone that, he has been divorced thrice. The recent one because he abused his wife.” Janet said, enraged.

I said as I began to walk towards dad's office. "I won't keep my hopes up if I were you!" Robert yelled but I ignored him. I knocked on the door. "Come in come in" I heard Dad's voice and I quickly opened door. "I'm back Da...." "Did you watch the news Ryan?" He asked immediately I walked in with my crutches. "Wha......what news?" I asked. "Alexander Sanchez, turns out he's suffering from hand tremors so his medical license is going to be revoked, he won't be a surgeon anymore" he said.

That was how she survived this. Mr. Ryan, she said, voice smooth as silk over a blade. Is there something strange? Why are you acting like this? Have we met before? His eyes snapped to hers. Red-rimmed. Wet. The CEO of smiths Group looked like a man who’d been gutted and was still expected to stand. Sandra, he called. Slow. Like he was testing if the name would cut him again. His jaw clenched and unclenched. I really... don’t understand what’s happening.

The fireworks were over. “You might have won this time, but I’m not finished with you,” Sandy hissed, leaning in close to me. Her eyes were venomous. “I won’t stop until I catch you, because I know you’re up to something. And when I do?” Sandy grinned. “I’ll make you pay, bitch.” “Excuse me.” We both whirled around to see Ronan standing beside us, face unreadable. “I’m sure this conversation is riveting, but we have begun work hours.” He looked down at the expensive watch on his wrist, then back up at Sandy.

Cassandra compliments as they make their way to her office. “Well I wouldn't say the right side of the bed, but I certainly have woken up from a long time of slumber” Rick Sandals replies with a gentle smile. Cassandra did not bother asking what it was. She was not certainly close to Rick and just as she took her seat, they went straight ahead into business.

Her ѕmіlе was wіdе аnd wаrm. Sawyer раѕѕеd the icy bottle tо Sandy. “So,” hе ѕаіd, “іѕ it tоо soon to tеll уоu my lаѕt nаmе is Anderson, I lіvе іn Montgomery, Alаbаmа, thаt I’m ridiculously wеll оff nоw, аnd that I dоn’t want to spend аnоthеr ѕіnglе day оn this еаrth wіthоut wаkіng uр nеxt tо уоu?”

He didn't understand at all. 'Probably tired? But is he more tired than me whose home got raided by a traitor and probably burned into ashes by now?' Shrugging, he introduced himself, "Just so we can officially be acquainted, my name is Samuel Lim." The boyish guy's eyes coldly glimmer a bit under the night sky when the stars peeked out of the clouds for a few seconds. "Yeah, hello. I'm Sandro Smith. But before anything else, let's just go and leave this place. Damn. You don't know how it's like to be everywhere against your will. I've been through that since this afternoon. I'm so tired that I just want to blow the whole world up with nukes."

“Honestly, all this drama is a pain to watch.” Sandra spun around, glaring at him. “Excuse me? Drama? Rose’s dealing with real problems here.” Reeves smirked. “Oh, my bad. I forgot you’re her self-appointed emotional spokesperson.” Sandra scoffed. “And you’re the self-declared king of annoying.” “Easy, feisty kitten,” Reeves retorted, leaning back casually on the couch. “I wouldn’t even be in the same room with you if I wasn’t worried about our cute little junior.”