Novel & Cerita Author Richard Matheson

she consented as she walked out of the room with the lady. ********* Richard took a drag from the shisha while discussing with Donald. "This is really good" he praised with his eyes slightly closed. "Yea, so good" Donald supported while inhaling from his own stand. "You know you did a good job with those traitors right? It's so unfortunate I wasn't there to butcher them myself, it's being long I enjoyed such scene" Richard said but was interrupted by the buzzing of his phone. He unlocked his phone as he sensed a new W******p message which he clicked on. His mouth flew open at the sight of the alluring pictures of Lovelyn.

“And I know you. The way you stalk, push, and provoke…it’s manipulative. I can’t trust anything you say because everything you do feels like a game. You’re not trying to protect me. You’re trying to win.” Lucas’s smile faltered for the first time. “So you believe everything he says? Without question?” “I trust him more than I will ever trust you.” She turned to leave, but before she could take a full step A firm voice cut through the air like thunder: “That’s enough.” Lucas and Madison both turned sharply. Richard. Standing just beyond the patio entrance, his eyes dark and burning. He walked toward them, the tension rolling off him in waves. “Speak of the devil,” Lucas muttered, his voice la

“Please, sit.” Richard looked at him funny… was he being commanded to sit in his own home? But he wasn’t in the mood to be angry. He moved toward the chair opposite them. He didn’t miss how Madame Hale’s gaze followed every motion, like a hawk watching prey circle too close to her nest. He leaned forward, resting his palms on his knees. “I suppose I should thank you,” he said slowly. “For saving what’s left of Hale Corp. But I doubt generosity was your reason.”

There was another pause, then a clipped, “Good.” Richard ended the call and slid the phone into his pocket, his expression unreadable, but the storm brewing in his dark eyes spoke volumes. Staring out at the skyline, his reflection in the glass was as sharp and cold as the man himself, and a dark smirk curved his lips — the calm before the inevitable strike.. “Abigail Hamilton,” he muttered under his breath, his voice a low promise. “Your days of playing Richard Barton’s fiancée are numbered.” Behind him, Marc exchanged a knowing glance with Jordan, who had stopped tossing the stress ball and now sat forward, curiosity gleaming in his eyes.

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“I caused it….I am so selfish…he just asked me to help him by getting married to James Russo…but I..I ran away…today I returned and got to know the heart attack…. I am so selfish….Leo said I don’t understand the word family…he is right…ugh! I don’t know how to solve this matter…” I let out a sob and Selena was quick to engulf me in a tight hug. “So who is this guy again?” Emerald asked as she opened g****e on her mobile. “James. James Russo….” I spit it out. I am so hating this dude. “Oh my goods! This man is freaking hot and so damn rich!” Emerald gushed out making me roll my eyes۔. “Show! Show!” Selena left me and grabbed the cell phone from Emerald’s hand.

Nolan: The knock on my office door came just as Alessandro left, thankfully before I said something I’d regret. I didn’t look up. Though the tension within the pack was not one that I did not notice, whoever came had masked their scent. Still, I knew that no one would be foolish to come and make a mistake like this one within my own grounds. “Enter.” The door creaked open slowly, and in walked Elder Mathew, ever regal in his pressed robes, his salt-and-pepper beard trimmed, posture impossibly upright. His presence always carried the weight of tradition. Of expectations. Of judgment.

Richard looked over his left shoulder out the window. I turned to him. “It’s fine.” Despite the threat, I felt safer with Richard than anywhere else. Somehow I knew he’d do everything in his power to keep me safe. “Natasha is insidious. How on earth did you meet him? How is your ex Rory Bradford involved?” He took my left hand in his right and forced a little breath through his nose. “Rory Bradford. If I could turn back time and erase her from my life, I would.” His gaze drifted far away.

The security door opened with a soft hiss. Inside, the room was dimly lit, rows of servers humming softly along the walls. Screens glowed with lines of data. At the center stood a long steel table and seated beside it was a man I had prayed never to see again. Richard Hale. Alive. Breathing. Smiling. My pulse slammed violently against my ribs. “You look disappointed,” Richard said smoothly, rising to his feet. He looked thinner, older. Less polished than the man who once ruled boardrooms with charm and venom. But his eyes those hadn’t changed.

she smiled, and he hugged her, kissing her ears fondly, making her chuckle. "Bye" she waved, finally going to her parents. "You have to gist me about everything!" Sybil dragged her out immediately. Tate followed them, and Mr. Wilson gave Roonie an unfriendly look before leaving too. "It's been long since we had such a full house, thanks to you Banks" Rook said. Roonie inserted his hands into his pockets. "About Richard... He's a total genuis like you might have heard. The one year he worked at the casino is still the richest year of Master X till now. His brain is always at alert" Hazzan said.