Author Richard Matheson Novels & Stories

I nodded. “Thank you for that. Have you found out anything yet?” He shook his head. “No, Felix and Cornelius have been working on it.” I looked at him confused. “Why are they working on it?” He looked over at Lynn and she nodded at him. “Jensen, Cornelius is the Don of the Roman mafia. He is the reason why we were able to save you.”

I was definitely done, but I paused when that bastard called out to me. “Wait!” I turned to him with an eyebrow raised. “We need to talk.” I couldn't help but scoff at his audacity. He really did have balls. “Who do you think you are to demand a word with Mr. Hayes?” Sebastain was the one who spoke while I watched Richard with amusement. Richard didn't take his eyes off me. “I’m Richard Ashford, and I'd love to have a word with your boss.” The room held its breath. The people outside did the same, and I just watched Richard. I watched him and wondered, “Was this what she saw in him? This stupid bravo? Was that why she fell head over heels for a pathetic womanizer like this?”

Richard came out his car and Joshua was stunned as of he became a stone just a few seconds when Richard came out of his car because Richard was so tall and big man that Joshua didn't expected. Way back 1 month ago, when Richard piloting the helicopter sikorsky s-92,Joshua didn't paid attention to him, he only focus on the rare helicopter and take a pictures, that's why Joshua was shockingly stunned the height and the domineering aura of Richard. Richard has a good strong build of muscle , has a darker skin, has a short black hair and has a 6'2 in tall. He is good looking adult man the way he dressed even he is in his 45's.

Before I could answer, Mom bustled up behind me—wiping her hands again, beaming like she’d won the lottery. “Richard! Right on time. Come in, come in.” She ushered him inside—hand on his elbow—then turned to me with that matchmaker gleam in her eye. “Rae, this is Richard. Richard, my daughter Rae. She’s single, you know—beautiful, smart, studying psychology. Richard’s a financial consultant. Very successful. And single too.” Richard extended his hand—fingers manicured, grip too firm, too long. “Pleasure to meet you, Rae. Your mom’s told me so much about you.”

Richard was standing in a corner just watching, while Jacob and Hance were trying to talk the two monsters who were currently at each other's throats down. Melissa chuckled as she watched Peter Mikaeleson and Joyce have a go at it. As it would seem, the moment they saw each other they both became very envious and they were now arguing over some code that she didn't care about. She tapped Peter on the back and he turned around. “Eriica,” he said, hugging her tightly. Melissa giggled under his bosom. “My man Richard's turned so cold these days. He gave me an awkward handshake and kept scratching his head. I mean when you earn a name like demon wolf, I think it comes with the description,” he s

“They want me to buy out A.A. Biotech.” The words hung between us like poison in the air. I straightened slowly. “Explain.” Richard rose from the chair, and even now I hated that he still carried himself with that same quiet confidence. Time had added sharper lines to his face, but it had not humbled him. “I flew to Boston last weekend,” he began carefully. I laughed once, cold and sharp. “Of course you did.” He said nothing. My eyes narrowed. “And what were you really doing in Boston?”

His intelligence personnel asked. "Whatever adds up and whatever doesn't, it is none of my business. What I know is that the arrogant little man has fallen and it is time to show his pack who the boss is." The man said in an arrogant voice. He was called alpha Matthew and he has been Ashton's rival for a long time. He claimed that Ashton was just an arrogant brat who did not know the meaning of being an alpha. He had once challenged Ashton and claimed that Ashton was a good-for-nothing alpha who depended on his family legacy. Although he was as old as Ashton's father, he did not mind challenging his junior because he felt that teaching Ashton a lesson was something that he was supposed to do

There was a moment where I watched as a confused look crossed his features. I smiled, knowing it was the Alpha Soul that most likely just bent his own wolf into submission. “Yes, Olivia Roberts. You must be Richard.” He laughed. “Richard on paper, Ricky in person. Richard was my father.” Ricky was chipper. A level of energy I figured followed him everywhere. We had corresponded quite a few times through email and I realized he was exactly the same in person. Too many exclamation points. “Did you want to take a ride in or…?” Ricky looked at me questioningly.

“Besides, who doesn’t want to associate themselves with the infamous Josh Matthews? The man is a legend.” Josh Matthews. The man whom no one had seen, especially after the tragic accident. Richard couldn’t help the uneasiness that crawled down his spine. The day Josh Matthews met the horrible accident and lost his wife, was the same night Richard woke up in the hospital too, with barely any memory at all.

Sienna wasn’t sure what stunned her more—his words, or the fact that he had actually defended her. But Richard merely chuckled, setting his cup down with a soft clink. “Ah, Damien,” he sighed. “Still so impulsive.” Damien’s eyes flashed. “And you’re still so predictable.” The tension crackled between them, thick and suffocating. But then Richard leaned back in his chair, his expression turning almost bored. “Well,” he mused, waving a dismissive hand. “This should be entertaining, at the very least. Let’s see how long your little wife lasts under the pressure.”