Novels by RichX

DarcyThe door twisted slowly, like the person behind it knew what was going on.I held my breath, even though I could barely breathe with Grayson choking me.I gave a final tap. If I didn't get released, I could kiss my life goodbye right then and there.Vivian came into view at the door, wearing black lipstick and a black dress. She could pass for a widow.Her eyes went wide as they drifted to Grayson first.He let go of my neck forcefully, causing me to almost flip over. I rubbed my red neck, coughing painfully and dryly as I held onto Grayson's shirt for balance. I expected him to pull away, but he didn't. He just kept his gaze on me.Vivian's eyes predatorily tracked my skin like a hawk's, moving from my messy, tangled hair to the red finger marks on my neck, then to my swollen lips and down to my torn shirt.For a moment, she had that glint that always shone in her eyes when she was about to do something mischievous. The hatred in her eyes was clear as daylight. Then it turned i

Darcy“Wh–what are you doing here?” I stammered, my voice sounding like melting jelly.No matter how I tried to link it, the links weren’t just linking. Grayson and the tattoo guy? How did that even make sense? I stood at the door connecting dots but still couldn’t get clear. Then my eyes involuntarily drew to the bangle around his wrist.Yes. That bangle. It was the same—I pulled the other one from my pocket. I’d been carrying it along with me since that God-forsaken night.Darn it. I gritted my teeth with a surge of anger I didn’t even feel.I sauntered forward, toward Grayson who hadn’t moved since I came in. His gaze just bored somewhere in my head.I took his wrist without thinking, examining the silver linings of the chains. I squinted, taking a good look at it. Same brand. Same design. Same quality. Then something I shouldn’t have noticed — the play on letters. The two bracelets were engraved with the mixture of our names in it.I just stood there for a second, both bracelets

DarcyThe only noise on the hotel floor was the regular beating of my heart and the slow footsteps I made through the long hallway. The hotel lounge was quiet, too quiet that I could hear the air conditioning blowing inside each room. I stared at my lit-up phone screen to be sure this was the address the stranger had sent. I’d never been to a seven-star hotel all my life and a stranger I don’t even recognise invited me. Hmph. Ridiculous how I’d come without any slight hesitation.This was an opportunity to escape Grayson’s fucked-up house, but the more I stepped further the more I sensed everything was wrong. I stopped at the receptionist counter, clutching my thin fabric jersey top. Her long lashes fanned me up and down, clearly telling me she didn’t like the way I was dressed.I didn’t care as much. I just placed my hands on her table. “I was invited. I don’t know the room number.”“People like you always get invited.” She hissed, tapping on her screen.“At least I’m invited.”

DarcyI couldn’t run off. Not when my dad's scrutinizing gaze burned the side of my face, so I stayed still till we arrived the large mansion. The space was so wide with too many sculptures one would start thinking they had good intentions. A ridiculous little kingdom built for people with too much money. I hissed, clutching my backpack to my chest, my eyes hurt from glaring hard at Chester as he kept smiling even though he was sitting between two bodyguards like a dumb thief.My legs hurt to leave, to turn back and disappear. “Dad, are we really doing this?”Chester shrugged. “Trust me.”“I’d rather trust a monkey.”We were led in by the guards. My hands stayed tight around my backpack like it would save me from whatever thing was going to happen in this building. The cold air hit me first before the bright, expensive cologne that made my stomach twist ugly. I roamed my eyes into the grand sitting room. There sat a familiar figure, her rose lips tinted red, wearing a two-piece su

Darcy“What are you both doing here?” Lee asked with a squint. Trey stood behind him, grinning like a fool.“We aren’t— we were just— it’s not.” I stuttered, drying my sweaty hands on my pants that felt like bad news.Gray leaned beside me near the desk, a dirty grin on his face. I don’t know how we did it, but we were fully dressed before Coach turned the knobs. I almost hiccuped when my eyes slipped down to Grayson’s pants. It was still rock hard as hell. Is this guy a horse or something?I’m so terrified to say this, but I’d forcefully pulled his cock out of me. His eyes turned as he switched back to reality. And before the door could creak fully open our clothes were slapped back onto our bodies. My brain short-circuited as I couldn’t stop squirming and blacking out due to the lack of proper release.“I asked a question, punks.” Lee’s nose flared.I jerked back as I felt Grayson’s fingers behind me, trailing a spot on my pants.“Coach, we were— he’s—”Fuck.My thighs clenched

DarcyEvery system in my body stopped functioning as the smirk didn’t wipe off Grayson’s face. His long, veiny fingers held his phone, which had taken a record of my atrocity.“Grayson.” I whispered, palm going wet with itchy sweat.“Don’t act soft like that. You were really acting so smart in those cupboards, like a little sewer rat.” Grayson scoffed, his phone now hanging loosely between his fingers.“Grayson.” I called his name again, maybe saying it would help change his mind, but that would never work. Not when he was staring at me like he could snap my head off any wrong second.“I wonder how this would taste in Lee’s mouth. Sweet ex-captain.” He drew the word out in a slur, like he was tasting how it felt to be called an ex-captain.He stood in front of me. The heat from his body slapped my face with a sudden twist. I felt his hands slowly slide under my jacket, onto my naked skin. He pinched till it stung and I shivered.“Grayson.” The word fell out as a moan.I couldn’t be do

KarelFerdi held me so tight, his body pressed against mine like if he let go, I might disappear or something.“Don't move, okay?” he said quietly. I heard his heartbeat in my ears.I nodded, still wondering what was going on.He freed me about five minutes later, then held my wrist and pulled me toward his condo.“What are you doing, Ferdi?” I asked once we were inside his cold sitting room.He turned briefly to me, then let go of my wrist. “Isn't that what boyfriends do? I was just trying to learn.” He almost pouted.Fuck, why did I find him cute?“Don't tell me you went to Google to search for that.” I hiccuped with laughter.His eyes were innocent, almost too casual. “What if I did?”I walked past him, shaking my head as he stood watching me.“You're insane, Ferdi. You think that would erase what you did?” I poured a glass of water for myself, gulping it down and staring at him through the translucent glass.He went silent, his eyes dropping, his long lashes casting a shadow on hi

Karel I stood at the pitch longer than I intended after Dael left. I couldn't get Ferdi off my thoughts no matter how hard I tried. I couldn't even tell if he was doing this on purpose or just me misunderstanding him. Does he know what Pedro had asked me to do? That even scared me more than I thought. I walked past the semi dark pitch with only a night light standing a loop. Then I stumbled into somebody. “Watch it.” I said calmly but my eyes widened hesterically. “Zayne?” I almost screamed at the top of my voice. Seeing him here felt more like a curse. “What are you doing here?” I fidgeted, feet shuffling on the ground. Stay still, Karel. I took a deep breath. Zayne looked pathetic, like something hard had struck him. Wait have he found out? My heart pounded roughly against my chest. No this couldn't be. The ground should just open up and swallow me. I couldn't imagine the shame. “Are you okay?” Zayne raised his brows suspiciously. “What? I'm fine.” I sta

Miguel “Do it however you want.” Karel shot the ball into the net, his body rigid as he performed. “But your style is the best.” Dael pouted, shooting another ball into the net with full strength that made me shut my eyes as I dived to catch it. My chest tightened as it slowly seemed like I was the third wheel. They just ranted things to each other, leaving me the shit out of it. Karel looked surprisingly smiley and a bit uncomfortable even though it was just the three of us. I couldn’t help but stare longer at him—now I understand why Ferdi and Caine are all over him. “Show me how you do it.” Dael grunted toward Karel when I tossed the ball back to him. “Just shoot with your legs like you did earlier, right? It’s not that hard. Come to think of it, you’re on the basketball team. What the hell are you doing on a football field?” Karel said with waggling eyes and a palm to his forehead. “I need to be in the team next month.” Dael cried, chasing the already running Karel

Karel I pulled away from the kiss when Ferdi had no intention of stopping. A slim strand of saliva broke between us, our panting breaths mixed together. His eyes opened a little, just the lids shifted as he stared at me—unsatisfied. “Are you going to put me back in the team?” I pressed the question out with a sore throat. Ferdi's grip on my waist tightened, he looked away. He looked out of place for the first time in my whole life and it made my chest sting— he doesn't have answers. “I'm sure you heard my question." My words were shaky and unstable. "You're not.” He said quietly, almost like he regretted it which I know was that dumb facade he'd built to make people think he cared. My throat ached to even swallow properly, my body felt too stiff, the right words didn't wish to form in my mouth. “You didn't?”He didn't look at me but his knuckles turned white. My throat bobbed. “You asked for my loyalty, Ferdi. You fucked me, you did whatever pleased you with my body and yet

Karel My eyes stayed fixed on a particular soul as he ran around on the pitch, tackling and passing shots. My eyes trailed down the fine sweat that looked like lubricant on his skin. Karel, look away. He shouldn’t catch you staring, but I kept looking like it would earn me a little award. I was jolted from behind, a heavy arm dropping on my shoulders. I didn’t need to look to know who it was. “A penny for scaring me the fourth time today.” I raised a knee, wrapping my arm around it. “My bad.” She pressed me closer to her. “Didn’t know men get scared.” “Shut up.” She threw her head back with an overwhelming laugh that made me almost run away. “Dael, if you keep choking like that people would think you’re actually out of your mind.” “I am. I don’t care about who’s looking at me.” Her eyes drifted

Karel Here I was again, legs leading back to Gabriel’s place. Of course. I couldn’t possibly get back to Ferdi’s condo. That would be extremely stupid. I clutched Ferdi’s jacket, which was worn inside out now, my body feeling light as I walked through the familiar walls that led to Gabriel. No goons were hanging around, just empty ground. What’s Gabriel up to these days? Before I could even walk further, Gabriel appeared by the door. His expression dark, a piece of cigarette burning between his fingers as he took me in. He looked like he knew everything already. My heart hammered against my ribs as the thought that he might hit me struck me. “Dad.” I whispered with wobbling lips. Gabriel didn’t blink as he bored holes into me. Then he moved, a step at a time, coming down the stairs. I felt the urge to turn on my heels and run away. But I didn’t back away. Not when he would call me