Beep Beep Richie Mga Nobela at Kwento

As Rita is about to say something, a husky voice spoke up, "Hello pretty, you sip like it's your first time tasting this drink" Rita smiles sheepishly but Olivia nudged her leg stylishly, prompting her to respond like a classic lady. "It's not my first time, I just have a sore throat," Rita said with every courage she had in her but anxiety managed to get the better part of her. "Pardon my manners, I'm Richard Elliot but you can call me Richie," he says in a tone disseminating pride. I'm Rita" she extends a handshake to seal their introduction.

His head rested against the wall, and his eyes screwed up tightly. Suddenly her gasps turned into his name. "Richie." Richie froze against the wall; surely she didn't know he was here? "Oh, Richie!" The squeaking of the bed got louder. The sweat trickled down his shirt collar, and nausea in his stomach roiled. "Oh my God, Richie!" Margaret screamed. Richie clamped his hand over his tightly sealed lips to stop the vomit from erupting as he flew down the hallway. He took the stairs three at a time, and fortunately, he remembered to grab his bag by the hall table before he ran out into the drive.

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP. Rebecca shot up from her bed. The mixture of the beeping and her stomach turning waking her from her dream of her most recent time with Vincent. She rushed to the bathroom and released the contents of her stomach. Not that it was much she had barely eaten dinner because she hadn't felt good the night before.

The following evening, Richie paced back and forth in his hotel room, the phone pressed against his ear. His heart pounded with nervous excitement as he listened to the ringing on the other end. Finally, Dazzle picked up, his voice cheerful and relaxed. “Yo, Richie! What’s up, man? How’s the trip going?” Richie let out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. “Hey, Dazzle. The trip’s fine, work’s a bit hectic, but that’s not why I’m calling.”

"Hey there, Timmy," Richie said into his phone after giving the signal for his men to plant a substantial amount of coke in Benson's car. "Is it still kicking? That little toy I bought you last summer," he muttered. Timmy threw his eyes to his trophy sniper rifle sitting on a platter hanging on the wall in his office under the coffee shop. He smiled and said, "she's still kicking as good as she looks."

BEEP BEEEEEP BEEP BEEEEEP BEEP BEEEEEP BEEP BEEEEEP BEEP BEEEEEP Along with a sudden beeping, a white flash appeared out of nowhere. Zia closed her eyes to the piercing rays of light devouring the place. "Ughhh." Zia groaned as she opened her eyes to the sunlight hitting her sapphire eyes. BEEP BEEEEEP BEEP BEEEEEP BEEP BEEEEEP BEEP BEEEEEP Still half awake, she struggled to reach her hand for the phone to turn off the 7 AM alarm. When she did so, she closed her eyes. After enjoying a momentary silence, she opened her eyes again. "Oh, yeah, today's the big day."

Richie Richie stared pointedly at his phone which was clasped in his slightly shaky hands in confusion. He wasn’t fully recovered but he was done being made to sit around and wait like an overfed baby. He tried moving out of bed but as soon as he moved, he felt a head splitting headache wrack his skull, this making him to sit still and wait until it subsided. Right now, he was confused and was still contemplating on whether to call Gordon’s cell phone or not but no matter how much he thought about it, calling Gordon still felt like the best option to him… and a wrong option too.

“meee?? Never…no way! Where will I even see Richie to start gossiping such nonsense? You know that I can’t do such to you Becca. I did not even see him or tell him anything. I don’t know how he heard about it, maybe you mentioned it to him without knowing or he probably heard it from somewhere. But is definitely not me. Anita was at my place that week and I jokingly mentioned it to her, she was the only person I told but not Richie. I’m your friend, how will I go behind your back and start gossiping with your man, it doesn’t make sense. I’m a big girl and I can’t do such shit. Ooh, I’m really sorry Becca that Richie called it quit. Just dust off and move on. Is very sad and I even feel like

Abigail looked over and saw a man with a handsome face, his features were attractive, and his voice when he spoke was somewhat deep and friendly. "Yes." "I am Riley, nice to meet you." As soon as the words fell, everyone was stunned. Was the Baldwin family's cold and reserved CEO trying to strike up a conversation with the fairy on stage? Even Abigail was a little surprised, big brother? Are you the judge today? "I came for you." As soon as Riley said this, the whole crowd erupted again. Oh my god, this rich man didn't fall for the Flower Fairy, did he? He actually stated directly that he came for the Flower Fairy...