It Chapter 2 Richie Novels & Stories

She hurried over, trembling, and tugged at my sleeve. "Miss, please just back down…" Kylie Mack's voice shook like a leaf. "She really is the Stone heiress, the richest man's only daughter. He spoils her rotten. The last time someone talked back to her, they got fired the next day and blacklisted from the entire industry…" I raised an eyebrow and looked at the arrogant woman in front of me. The Stone heiress? The richest man's only daughter? I immediately pulled up her livestream on my phone and saw her name.

Master James treat him well like a brother, he give him a card that can access and can be used if he went to any business establishment he went. Jackson informed some details and reminders to Richard when they are done eating. Jackson gave the photo of Belle. Richard was amazed by the beauty of Belle, This lady is really a princess of Bueneva. After they talk. Richard send Jackson home. After stepping out from the car. Jackson happily bid goodbye to Richard. Jackson entered the Mansion. He inhailed and felt the fresh air from his home, it's been a year when he last came home after looking around the sorroundings he continued to walk. Their guard welcome him.

Or maybe he was trying to convince himself about it because he loved himself more. He’d sent out a team to find the key to Richmond's wealth. Those gold, billions of dollars, diamonds, and the Golden Buddha were in Anthony's keeping since their careers in treasure hunting over in Asia. Yet Anthony Richmond became greedy. His own cousin, the old man, was smart enough to hand it to anyone but to his grandson, who had no idea that wealth existed, but after a long day of taking apart everything in Shawn Richmond’s home and trying to persuade Dave Brown, they still came up empty-handed.

she was in denial. He curved a wicked smile, “You didn’t have to say it … it was obvious.” She took a deep breath and held it in for a moment, she cleared her head and calmed herself down. This was a man she had to think twice before spitting her guts without a filter like she usually does. This was why she hated rich people, they were so full of themselves. “Look … Richard … Gabriel … clearly what happened had left you sour and surely it was a misunderstanding because I had the impression it was consensual and we both enjoyed it … can we at least agree on that?”

There was no fight in them, almost like he had given up. Dr Stanley didn’t answer. He withdrew his fingers and the cold air rushed into the space. Then Richy felt a new pressure, blunt, massive and hot, nudging against his stretched, slick entrance. “Look.” DrStanley's hand left Richy’s hip and fisted in his hair, wrenching his head up and back. The paper tore under Richy’s cheek. “Look at what you’ve earned.”

I don’t even remember putting it there, but I pick it up anyway, flipping it open and settling back against the pillows. I barely make it through the first page before the door clicks and unlocks. I glance up just as it swings open, revealing Rich standing in the doorway. Rich shuts the door behind him with a click, his eyes immediately locking onto mine. There’s something in them, something unreadable yet alive. He’s got that same energy I’ve noticed before like he’s always on the edge, like he’s seconds away from doing something reckless just for the thrill of it. I stretch my legs out in front of me, tilting my head. “Did Jace send you to babysit me?”