Eddie X Richie Novels & Stories

His dark brown hair was neatly styled, and he wore a suit jacket over a crisp white shirt, looking every bit the part of someone accustomed to the finer things. "Good evening, Ava. Riccardo." Eddie greeted us with a polite nod as he stepped inside, his voice smooth and warm. He reached out to shake Riccardo’s hand first, which Riccardo accepted with a firm grip, but there was something in his eyes—maybe a hint of caution? "Eddie Garcia," he said with a confident smile. "It's great to finally meet you both." "Same here," I replied, getting up to shake his hand. I noticed his tidy look as I extended my hand. "I've heard a lot about you."

Eddie glanced at me with a touched look and sparkling eyes. "It's very sweet of you, Richard's wife!" he exclaimed in a loud voice. My eyes rounded, and I glanced at Richard. This time, I was sure I hadn't heard Eddie wrong. I also wanted to make sure that Richard listened to this sentence, too. Then what was Richard's reaction? Why did he just shut up and look away like that? And, hey! Why did Richard's face turn red up to his neck? While I was still confused, Eddie told me to wait on the side while he helped Richard. Richard looked like a guilty child who his teacher rescued.

Boniface said and they both laughed out. "I know you'll like it"Richmond replied puffing smokes from his mouth. Actually he had found this place the day he attacked Eden Suddenly, just like a flash, something ran pass them. "Who was that! "Boniface asked jumping down from the tree they climbed. "A spy "Richmond replied and jumped down too They followed the direction it took. They ran into the bush and caught up with Eden. "Who are you? "Eden asked staring at the two guys. Suddenly he remembered one

Angela' brows furrow as she says "You have done everything you can for him" Paz grumbled "He is a member of the family,we are family and we must support one another.I am hoping to get employed as CEO St Patrick's personal assistant." Angela grinned as she pulled the pot from the cupboard. "Just keep an eye out. The St Patrick brothers are said to be dangerously wealthy and rutheless according to rumors." Paz gave her opinion "Yes I am aware the "Nasty Billionairs" are they name,I am hoping I do not see them because I am terrified what can I do? I need the money." She laughed "You have a huge day tomorrow!" TBC....

" Ellie restated, confused. ‘I actually found out recently, that Richard is my brother’, Edward responded. ‘What? How is that even possible?’, Ellie questioned. ‘Do you remember the woman I told you my father cheated on my mother with?’, Edward asked. ‘Yes, I do. The one you said had a child for him’, Ellie said, trying to ascertain the fact that she remembered Edward’s narrative. ‘The woman happens to be my father’s new wife, Allison and her son is Richard’, Edward responded.

As Eric walked down the corridor he saw Edward. Edward and Eric are best friends including Josh. Edward is a hard-working man. He is also very rich, but he is rich because of his hard work. Not like his father was rich. He was from a middle-class family. He had green eyes and black hair. But when it comes to girls he was never a playboy. If he gets a girlfriend he will stick to her. Eric walked towards him and hugged him. He patted his back.

Edward’s voice felt like the life boat to a confused and drowning me. “Hey Edward!! After a long time man! She is with you?” I looked blinking at the man at the counter to waved at Edward and spoke as if they were friends. “Hey Richi! Yes. Meet Clara, my wife.” Edward said pulling me close to him by wrapping his hand around my waist. He looked at me and said, “Clara, he is Richard, my childhood friend!” “Hello Mam!” “Hello Sir!” I mumbled blushing. “Hey man, do me a favour. Keep our stuffs here. We will return for billing. My wife needs to eat lunch!” Edward said and Richard happily took my bags and kept it somewhere at the back. “Sure Edy!”

Richie’s voice was calm but firm, making Alex stop in his tracks. Alex turned, wiping the sweat from his brow. His hands were still shaking from the emotional storm that had just hit him. “What now?” Alex asked, his voice barely steady. Richie took his time, walking slowly toward him, his presence giving the boss energy. “There’s something I think you should know,” Richie said, his tone laced with both amusement and something darker. Alex narrowed his eyes. “I don’t think I can take any more of this,” he muttered under his breath.

" He thought, how on earth did she manage to get that intel? Even Shawn didn't know that, and yes, he was a former assassin, back in his late twenties. "Oh, Eddie." The way that she said his name made him blush just slightly. And why is that? Because you’d have to kill me?" "Something like that," Eddie replied. "I have men everywhere, Eddie, and besides, you are an old soul now... But I still believe you have the ability to kill, so... what can you tell me?" "I can tell you that Richmond is a difficult man to have." "That I already knew and yet he falls for his boring secretary."

Peter glanced at Eddie, “And who may I ask your guest is? Mr. Love specifically instructed there’s no guest allowed in the Presidential Suites.” “Your Boss knows who I am, and I’m not a guest, I’m her husband,” Eddie replied to him. “Ex-husband,” Jamie added. Peter looked puzzled, he kept his hospitality intact and smiled. “We won’t be long, thanks Peter,” Jamie said, a signal for Eddie to keep it brief. “Presidential Suite, huh? You’re sleeping with the bastard?” Eddie snarled in the elevator as he studied her from the back. “No, Eddie, we’re not sleeping together … not every relationship involves sleeping together.”