Richard And Dawn Novels & Stories

Richard was at a loss for words, unsure of how to respond. After a brief silence, David asked once more, "Has she ever approached you to inquire about my whereabouts before?" Though David didn't mention her by name, Richard quickly grasped that he was referring to Rowan. Shaking his head honestly, he replied, "No." David appeared somewhat incredulous as he sought confirmation, "Not even once?" Richard strained to recall and eventually unearthed a distant memory. "Well... it did happen once," he affirmed. "Just a few days after you and Miss Rowan got married, she called and asked if I could bring you lunch."

Richard watched as Arianna and Genesis left his room. He cleaned his tears and sighed, sinking into the sofa. Adrian Delmark just glared at his son in rage. He was glad both of his kids are now together but the eldest one is causing a rift between him and his sister. "What is your problem, Richard?" Jane held back her words. She needs to talk to this bitch seated on the bed with her undies littering around the room. "Do you have a conscience at all? I knew you and Richard dated in the past. I don't know what happened,but you got separated and it took Richard a few months before getting involved with Genesis.

I couldn’t focus, not with the day we’d had. A soft knock came at the door, followed by the sound of it opening before I could answer. I looked up. Richard. He stood in the doorway, jacket off, sleeves rolled up, a faint weariness in his eyes that made him look softer. Less... curated. His gaze landed on Zane, and something changed in his posture… he took a step in, slowly, like he didn’t want to wake him. “He’s asleep?” he asked in a whisper. I nodded. “He had a long day.”

White for the bride and red for the Maid of honor. I am zipping up her dress when the door opens and Richard walks in. When his eyes land on his pregnant fiancé, his eyes go wild, they grow darker and he takes several steps to end the gap between them. He pulls her into his arms and she wraps her arms around his neck. I look down at my feet, and then spin around ready to leave the room when I see him. Dylan. I haven’t seen him in weeks.

A touch of dawn's orange began to creep in through the gaps of the blackout curtains that were not tightly closed, illuminating the fine dust dancing in the air of the master bedroom. Aurora was still fast asleep, her face looked so peaceful yet the remnants of last night's exhaustion were still clearly marked around her eyes. On the other side of the bed, Richard had woken up earlier. He had already showered, the masculine scent of sandalwood soap wafting from his body. This morning he only wore a casual white polo shirt and fabric pants, a silent statement that he had no intention of setting foot in the office today.

"There will always be more people who need help." Chloe nodded. "I know." She looked at their hands. "I used to think the future was something that happened to you." Marcus waited. "Now I think it's something you build." He smiled. "With the right person." She looked at him. "With the right people." Marcus raised an eyebrow. "People?" She smiled. "The foundation." He nodded. "Of course." She leaned against him. Outside, the city lights began to glow. One year had passed since their wedding. One year since they had promised to choose each other.

The silence between her and Ryan was so heavy that you could hear the sound of their breaths. **** At the penthouse. I stood by the large window in our suite, looking at the city lights that twinkled like stars against the night sky. My heart was totally at peace because Adrian and I have built something untouchable together, not just in our marriage but in our business endeavors too. We were unstoppable. As I sipped my wine, my phone buzzed on the table. I picked it up, expecting it to be Adrian, but my heart sank when I saw it was a message from an unknown source.

he said. Rachel froze. “And now,” he added, eyes sharpening, “Dominic Morello’s wife. Did I stutter?” The air left her lungs. How did this stranger know that? Who was he? He extended his hand politely. “Richard,” he said. “I work for Bryce. His assistant. Do you remember me now?” Everything inside Rachel turned to ice. She tried to stand but her body refused. Richard noticed. “You didn’t come here with me willingly, did you?” he asked quietly.

"If that's so then all of you can come here before you leave. I want to see my grandkids again and I also want to see Davis. We have a lot of things to talk about" The kids were watching TV in the living room, the servants and cook were busy trying to fix dinner and Davis was working in his study room. His office related matter was suddenly switched to a video call and before he knew it. Richard and Marcus (his friends) 'faces appeared on his screen. "The f**k!" Davis looked shocked. "I wonder why you don't come clubbing with us anymore" Richard smiled and he raised a glass to have a drink and Marcus hit him. "Quit talking like an idiot! Davis is married now, he even have kids"

Both of them did not say anything, and Richard keeps caressing his daughter's hair and tries to comfort her until she falls asleep. Covering her body with the blanket, he put more wood stack on the fireplace in the living room. To make sure Aurora didn't feel too cold. Richard takes out his phone and calls his wife after that. "Dear?" Hai Rin said from the other side. "Hey, honey, I miss you," He said. Chuckles, his wife said. "We're past that age, dear. How is Aur? Is she okay?" "Erm..she got divorced today." Richard lowered his head a little.