Novel & Cerita Vince X Rody

who is he? 'V.A.S.' Khali frowned. 'Vincent Alexander Saavedra!' Khali looked at Rye. 'Vincent was Cassy's boyfriend then, and maybe Vincent killed Brady.'

Yohan Dixon shook his head and then the slider was opened. Rudra Reddy entered the cabin leaving Ryan Jenkins shocked. “Ricky…” He approached them with his bright smile. “Hey.” He smiled at Ryan Jenkins and made him realize that Yohan Dixon had deliberately called him. “Hey.” Ryan Jenkins smiled back. “Hey Ricky, how was Paris? I am sorry, I couldn’t welcome you to France. I have many things in Vento City and Ang City.” He poured whisky for him. “Rudra, do you know?”

VINCENT After returning from New York, I was immersed in work, both pack affairs and office work. Bronte had helped a lot, but I still had a lot to do. "We have a new intern," Bronte says, giving me a file. Speaking of interns, I looked at Riley's table, which was empty, she had not come to work yet and that was unlike her. "His name is Antonio Rodriguez" "Another intern," I said to myself looking at his file.

Ryder said without raising his head. The door opened, and one of his guards stepped in, bowing slightly. “Boss, Mr. Xavier is here to see you.” Ryder did not look up at first. His pen kept moving across the paper, deliberate, calm. Then he paused and set the pen down. Finally, his cold eyes lifted to the guard. “Haven’t we already closed the deal with him?” Ryder asked flatly. “What fucking business does he have with me now? Send him away.”

And Arya’s. What was that? Arya mindlinks. No idea. But I don’t like it, I reply. We need to keep an eye on him, Xander adds. Agreed, I say. Across the table, Rowen and Alexander are clearly having their own private mindlink, eyes narrowed on Hermes. The god, for his part, is all smiles again, chatting with Evanora like nothing’s wrong. After a while, Alexander, Rowen, and Rowen’s mates quietly take their plates and excuse themselves.

Miss Tanya said, I saw Rod look at my direction. "Ah- yes Miss Tanya, noted," I said. "I've finished everything you asked me to do," she looked at the papers on my desk and nodded slightly. "I'm leaving," I looked again at Rod who was now looking at his phone. Right after I left Rod's office, I saw his message. RJ: You rent a boarding house, right? I frowned. Me: How did you know? RJ: I am Rodie James Chavez

“So eager. Seriously, I can’t believe I’m actually talking to the Venenum. What do you look like, anyway? You as sexy as you sound? Maybe I should up my price a bit...” “How about I rip off your testicles for an answer?” “Ah! You're good at being specific. Damn it! Fine. Even if I were into kinks, that would be too much for me. Ferguson Rodry is the name.” That name sounds familiar, somehow. I try to put a finger on it, but then shrug it off. Whoever it is, I’ll do my research and decide whether or not he’s worth killing to get Foxglove. If he’s an upstanding guy, I won’t lay a finger on him.

“Lorenzo’s trail isn’t clear. Whoever this man is, he’s good at covering it. No real records, no trace of his supposed lineage, no pack affiliation. He’s a ghost, Xavier. Even Rosalyn is looking into who he is and where he came from; so far, nothing is coming up. Elias also reported back…” “I heard from Rosalyn about that.” I leaned back in my chair, exhaling slowly. “Ghosts don’t walk into a Luna’s office with clean paperwork and an investor’s charm unless they have someone pulling their strings. And this man is playing one dangerous game that I don’t like. Valerie is already walking on threads, and Maxine is being pushed off a few things in the company. I heard it all from Rosalyn, but not

In reply, Alpha Ryder assured me. “Whose game?”. “Mine!” I heard a familiar and more threatening voice step into the room and upon seeing the face, I gasped in shock as I realized that the person had the seem features with Alpha Rodriguez. “Ivory Rodriguez, we meet again…it’s not even been up to 24 hours, it’s a pleasure to meet you officially”. “I’m Xavier Rodriguez…your Uncle”

“Then we find him.” Valerian nodded once. “We will. I’ll send my men east. I know the tides better than anyone.” As they walked toward the exit, Alexandro paused. “Thank you… for not being who I thought you were.” Alexandro meant what he said, and he thinks about a saying that even in the toughest time, something good will happen, and this is what it is. Alexandro will be forever grateful for the help that Valerian is going to do.