Author Richard Matheson Novels & Stories

I replied irritably. "At least for now, yes." "For now?" I got angry. "You don't seem to know anything for sure, do you?" He didn't answer me. "Come on, Laura. Let's go." he pointed to the door. "And by the way ..." He paused and looked at me. "Richard is not my boss, but my best friend and business partner." he winked at me continued. ...... IN THE STABLES RICHARD VALENTINO P.O.V.

"Dearest Taylor, Once again, I know you're so close to finding everything out so you'll find this no problem. Now you know about my secret identity and your mother and me marrying, I know I'll soon be caught. You're so kind that I know you might allow me this, before I'm willing to give myself up I need something from you. Since that horrible night all those years ago, I always had this feeling of care towards you. Then when your mother turned up and we fell in love, it all became clear. You're like the daughter that I never had, even if that's hard for you to believe. But now I've married your mother, that makes me your step father in whatever way you look at it. I want to see both of my ch

“Thank you handsome “ When she lifted her eyes she was met by the beautiful body of Richard, he was so perfect standing there with a towel tied around his waist. His hair was still dripping with wet water and he looked as gorgeous hell. “What a prefect view you are giving me Sweetheart, I think your intention is to make me abscond work today. If you dare look at me like that again I won’t be able to stop myself.” “I really like that Emily but now you have got to wake up and freshen up so that I can give you a ride to work.” Richard was a very sensible person and he loved making his woman happy, but he never joked with be work matters, his motto was to work first then enjoy later.

She looked at Maureen provocatively, showing her that Damien belonged to her. However, Maureen did not care at all. She would have been jealous before, but not anymore. Now, her heart was calm. Maureen thought, ‘That scumbag and that bitch are a perfect match!’ “I should be the one asking you this, Richard.” Damien’s voice was deep, and his face was gloomy. “I’m shopping, of course! You know me, I love shopping.” Richard smiled with curved eyes, not knowing that he was in deep trouble. Maureen could not refute that. She had never seen a man who loved shopping more than Richard.

"But I need to ask you something." Richard looked at him. "Is there anything you know," Damien said, "that you haven't told us. Anything you held back. Any reason." Richard looked at the table. "I'm old," he said. "Old age takes things. Details go." He paused. "But some things don't go." "Victor Winters," Damien said. Richard went very still. "You know about him," Richard said. "We do." Evelyn said. Richard looked at his hands on the table.

“That’s what I’m afraid of.” Before I could respond, a familiar voice cut through the crowd. “Alexander!” We both turned to see Richard Laughton, one of Alexander’s biggest investors, striding toward us. His sharp suit and gleaming cufflinks screamed wealth, but the smug grin on his face hinted at trouble. “Richard,” Alexander greeted, his tone polite but distant. “I wasn’t expecting to see you here tonight.” “Surprises are part of the game,” Richard replied, his eyes flicking to me. “And who is this stunning companion of yours?”

"But I assume you didn't come all this way just to compliment our work?" Richard shook his head; a flicker of uncertainty crossed his face. "No, I didn't. I came because… because I want to help." The statement was met with stunned silence. Jack was the first to find his voice. "Help? How?" Richard drew a deep breath. "I have spent most of my life in genetics, much of it not in a very praiseworthy way. However, the knowledge, resources, and connections that I can offer could be invaluable to your foundation. Will you have me? I would like to offer my experience—not as a father or a Blackwood, but as a scientist who really wants to atone."

He took a seat opposite Raymond without permission, stretching his arms and legs like he owned the place, his smirk firmly in place. “You certainly don’t waste time,” Richard mused, adjusting the cufflinks on his tailored suit. “I admire that.” Raymond’s eyes remained hard. “Cut to the chase.” Richard chuckled, leaning forward. “Fine. I’ll be direct. Michelle owns something I want—an estate that’s far more valuable than she realizes. If she signs it over to me, I’ll stop my... interference in Hawthorne Enterprises.”

“Have you ever been to this city before? Ever heard of Tom?” Richard shook his head, his voice firm. “No, never. My assistant found Langston Enterprises, and said it was a solid investment. That’s why I’m here—profit, nothing else.” He set the photo down, his hands steady, his gaze meeting hers. “This is a coincidence, it has to be.” Priya snorted, her voice sharp. “Coincidence? That’s a stretch, buddy.” She stepped closer, her eyes locked on Richard. “Lauren, he’s gotta be lying. Nobody looks that identical by chance.”

Alpha Duncan smiled, and ran his eyes through the warriors lined up behind Richard, carefully avoiding me. “We are happy to accept your good faith,” Richard forced a wry smile on his face, but I could feel him tense up even more. “These are my most trusted warriors who all came to greet you,” he made a gesture towards us, and we all bowed our heads politely. “Also, let me introduce my Beta, Josh and my mate, Jennifer” He rendered our politeness with a nod, then turned to look at Jenny. “How nice,” he bowed to her, and I shivered at his voice. Even his smile was cold and empty as he looked at Jenny. “This is my Beta, Noah, and this is Caleb,” he gestured, and Noah nodded. Caleb didn’t move.