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, Richard said while the sounds of Lily's screams were still being heard, and somehow, her screams were gradually turning to loud moans, as she and the one who was on her moaned passionately and roughly. He laughed, Richard laughed, while he took some steps closer to Lucian. Staring at Lucian, he felt more disgust for him, but sadly the right time to die had not arrived yet, and with that, he walked away from Lucian, unto his throne and graciously sat on it. "Don't worry about the pack.. I won't burn it all down, I'll just add it to one of my many collections", Richard said while he crossed right leg on his left leg, placing his arm on the arm rest and then resting his back against the backr

On the cold ground, the blood dyed a vast, dazzling red. "This is the price you pay for going against me. If it were Brian, what would you do? Do you oppose him like that? What good is he in the end? Why is everyone supporting him?" Richard became insane and bloodthirsty like a wounded wild beast. He took all his anger out, treated me like a sandbag, and tried to beat me.

My heart was still pounding as though I had just walked away from a fight. Why him? Why now? I tried to steady my breathing, to think of it logically, but suspicion crept in with every attempt. A man like Richard didn’t make offers without reason. He didn’t move without purpose. He wasn’t reckless, and he wasn’t the sort to gamble his own position unless there was something greater to gain. Was he truly disgusted by Selena’s reign, tired of watching her poison spread into every corner of the pack? Or… was this another scheme, another layer of manipulation hidden beneath the guise of alliance?

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Her silver hair falling across her face. Alexander’s breath stopped. “…Mother.” She slowly lifted her head. Bruised. Terrified. But alive. Richard’s voice echoed through the hall. “You finally found her.” Alexander’s finger tightened on the trigger. “Let her go.” Richard chuckled softly. “That depends.” His gaze slowly moved to Isabella. And his next words chilled the room. “I want a trade.” Alexander’s heart pounded. “What trade?” Richard smiled. “Your wife…” A pause. “For your mother.”

"The children Richard, give them back and we can all walk away like this never happened." "I can't do that, the moment I do, Mira will die and your mother would no longer get the throne she desire, and I can't let that happen, think of it this way, if I hand them over Mira can live, and even if she does die she'll just be reborn over and over again, so that way I can always have her, she won't remember you anyway, and you'll go back to solitude because you couldn't save her, just like how you failed to save your own children from me." Richard said, looking like a lunatic. I never believed in all my life that Richard was this crazy, hearing him now I can certainly tell that Richard was not in

Richard's unit was the exact opposite of his, it was clean and orderly well organized. Richard was evidently unpredictable, like everything you see in his sole appearance might not what you expected and that unpredictableness made Jayler wanting to know more of him. He picked up a copy of the book from the stockpile, the same copy of what his sister have, quickly flipping page by page, he was beginning to admire Richard's unpredictability even more. He returned the book back then where he got it then started looking around his unit. He saw a picture frame in which a picture of what he believed was Richard

Who still uses cursive anymore? I unfolded it and immediately wanted to throw it in the trash. It was from Jace. Of course it was. The note was titled “Twenty Reasons Why You Should Sleep With Me” and I couldn’t believe what I was reading. The arrogance of this guy was unbelievable. He’d actually taken the time to write out a list like this was some kind of business proposal. “1. I’m extremely good-looking (you already know this)” “2. I have experience (lots of it)”

"You shouldn't be within five miles of this pier if you want to keep breathing." "I am here to deliver a message, Vance," Richard said, stopping just outside the concrete foreman's office. His cold eyes darted down to the bloody form of Julian on the floor, then shifted over to where I was kneeling beside Caspian. A faint, twisted smile touched his lips. "Julian was an ambitious lady, but she was always too reckless. She thought she could steal a kingdom using brute force. She didn't realize that the real keys to the ledger are never kept in a vault." "What do you want, Richard?" I called out, my voice raw but filled with a dangerous, protective rage. I shielded Caspian’s body with my own, r

Kane "Richard? Murder?" Shrugging, I roll my eyes in confusion. Murder, kidnapping, secrets, deal of a living human being— in short, Christian is giving me full-on mafia vibes lately. "I can't understand what you are saying. Stop speaking in instalments. Do you mean Richard killed three people?" "Yeah", he says, freezing his eyes outside. "I don't doubt exactly. I believe it. It's just that I don't have any proof" "Whom did he kill? And how do you know? How's that related to your actions?" I think I'll go crazy with questions until he clears up everything and he's taking too much time.