Richard And Dawn Novels & Stories

Ashton brought a gift of his latest whiskey batch. Next to arrive were Val, Richard, and Dwayne. Richard looked as handsome as ever in a striking deep blue suit that complemented his tanned complexion. Val wore a coordinating dress featuring a teardrop neckline and sheer sleeves. Little Dwayne was adorable in his tuxedo and bow tie. Dwayne and Chloe quickly found each other and began playing mischievously with my cat, Snowball. Richard and Val are set to marry next year. As is customary, Ryder showed up late. "No plus one this time?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I embraced him. He laughed while adjusting his white shirt, the rolled sleeves revealing his tattooed arms. "Not this time, Bella

Richard Dale: He tried to pull me into joining in his upline. Dennysaur: What? Oh crap! I'm sorry. I didn't have that much time to look through his profile. Richard Dale: I don't want any blind dates anymore, my day is ruined. Dennysaur: I'm really sorry Richard. I'll make it up to you as soon as I'm free. Richard chose not to respond anymore. Focusing more on trying to gain a full control on the frustration boiling inside his throats, he accidentally bumped into a lanky unidentified body in

Richard's deep voice echoed Ava and Eleanor exchanged quick glances before straightening themselves. When the Darlington couples entered the dining room, the warmth of old friendship filled the air, Daine Darlington, elegant in a navy dress, smiled warmly. “Eleanor, you look radiant as always,” Eleanor returned the smile, hugging her, “And you, Daine. Always a delight,” Henry shook Richard’s hand firmly, the two men exchanging pleasantries, Shawn trailed in behind them, his eyes instantly finding Eva. His smile spread wide, sick his features, “Hey,”

From Damon’s perspective : I'm not willing to tolerate the abuse my girlfriend is subjected to. If it weren't for Elenor by my side, I'd put a bullet right in her forehead to show her she can't mess with us. -Anyway. Miranda, tell them about that billionaire guy you met at the airport a few months ago. -Oh, yeah, his name is Richard. He's very handsome. He invited me to dinner as soon as the plane landed. He said he'll call me, she says excitedly.

Ethan thrust up rough, hands spanking red, fingers in Noah's mouth wet. They switched: Noah buried deep in Ethan's ass missionary-style, pounding the prostate, Ethan's cock bouncing free. "Fuck my hole breed your husband!" They came together loads mixing, overflowing both asses. They fell laughing, sticky and happy, rings touching. "Forever starts now." But before dawn, an encrypted file pinged: Richard had a daughter.

The news was on, showing a local business update. There was Derrick, sharp in his suit, standing next to an older man with silver hair at some corporate event. The caption read, [Shaw Group's Chairman, with his son Derrick, stepping into the limelight for the first time...] On the screen, Derrick's once ravaged face had healed significantly after treatment. A layer of foundation made him look almost presentable as he offered a smile to the camera. Next to him was a young woman, her attire impeccable, her demeanor refined. The host introduced her as the heiress of a partner corporation.

Richard got up from his seat and came towards me smiling his brightest. He wrapped his arm around my waist and kissed me on my forehead. I was stunned. He turned back to everyone and introduced me. "Everyone, I present you my Mate and Luna of Southern Moon pack Ms Jia Davis and soon to be Jia Richard Stanford." I was shocked. Does he want to marry me?

Why are they here? She quickly averted her gaze when Tang Yichen looked into her eyes. Her face turned red at the reminder of what happened yesterday. Due to her night shift, she didn't have the time to go home. She had a few hours of sleep in the morning before she performed Old Master Song's surgery. So, it could be considered as the first time they were seeing each other after being in a relationship officially. Song Tianyu and Tang Li being smart people obviously observed those sneaky-shy glances the couple shared.

"You look pale." "Hangover," I say shortly. "Oh." Her expression turns disapproving. "Well, maybe don't drink so much." I want to throw my water glass at her. The dinner progresses in a blur of excruciating small talk. Richard's nice enough—a successful businessman, recently divorced, clearly smitten with my mother. He keeps talking about how excited he is to blend their families. Cain says almost nothing. Just watches me with those dark eyes, and every time our gazes meet I feel my stomach flip.

The next morning, Kristin woke up to find Richard sitting beside her, watching her like a soap opera. Feeling unexpectedly shy, she covered her face with the duvet. "Since when did my wife become so shy?" Richard asked with a smile, recalling that last night had been the best of his life. He finally felt he had broken through his emotional walls. "Aren’t you going to leave for work?" she asked from beneath the duvet. "No, not after having a steamy night with my beautiful wife."